Wonderwall

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•Wonderwall•

—R o s e

Going into my writing room, I followed Grayson as he stepped in before me letting his sight wander around the room admiring it.

"I like this," he muttered.

As much as it sounds stupid but yes, I had a room dedicated for only writing as i took this very seriously.

It was decorated beautifully with fur chairs and fuzzy carpet sprouted around along with two large windows show casing the beautiful beach scenery of LA.

"This is kind of my quite space, it helps me brainstorm my thoughts in peace." I explained seeing as he listened giving me his full attention seeming fairly interested.

"And hopefully it's going to help you write a little today." I flashed him a soft smile.

Today was my turn, I was showing him around and introducing him to the world of writing and I loved that he was fully interested in what I do just like I am when it comes to his passion for arts.

He was still not that easy to talk to but I'm trying here and I wasn't willing to give up just yet.

"Okay, what do you want me to-" before he even got the chance to finish his sentence the loud noise of my front door was heard getting shut indicating that someone was here.

"I'm here!"

"Rose?" and soon enough Cara's voice echoed through the entire house.

"In here," I called from over the room whilst Grayson sat silently across from my desk.

As if on cue, Cara's footsteps were heard, getting upstairs as it didn't take long for her figure to pop into my door frame. She got startled taking back by Grayson's presence. "Didn't know you had guests."

Grayson still sat there silently not even bothering nor acknowledging her sudden presence.

"Aren't you the one who was about to punch Dean at the party?" she faced him, her tone coming out playful and sarcastic.

"Aren't you the one who was about to fuck my brother?" he asked ever so bluntly making my eyes bulge out from their positioned place

"Guess we're both correct" he added with a very amused expression and a mocking tone

I chuckled quietly to myself, finding his behavior strange yet entertaining. He either stayed silent, not being phased by his surroundings or spilled everything that popped into his thoughts

"Correction, your brother almost fucked me" she replied with a little smug on her face crossing her arms.

They kept going back and forth with the non ending comebacks and remarks as they were for sure enjoying it. I saw a friendship about to blossom.

"Wait! So who has the bigger dick?" she asked sounding genuinely curious and I instantly face palmed myself.

"Cara" I whined, attempting to push her out of the room. She scolded me instantly, forcing her stay "No! I need answers"