P.s. Love You the Most ( James Charles and Grayson Dolan Fanfic/ gcd + jcd )

Chapter 1

James' POV

*beep beep beep*

'Shit'

Lifting my head up, I slowly glare at my alarm clock.

"Demon." I mumble as I slam the palm of my hand on the device, silencing it.

I turn over to lay on my back and quickly close my eyes when they're met with vibrant lights from the sun. After a second of rehabilitation I slowly open my eyes, squinting them so the sun isn't as overbearing and look at the ceiling of my bedroom.

Today is a very big and special day. I, sister James, have a meet and greet with those who support and want to buy my good and fresh eyeshadow palette. Meet and greets are not foreign to me, I've been the center of many meet and greets in the past. However today's meet and greet is extra sister special because the whole sister squad is coming to support and surprise my loyal and amazing fans.

I throw the covers off me and crawl out the bed, unfortunately I have to get ready for the day. The whole sister squad is coming, meaning each and every single one is coming, freaking Grayson Bailey Dolan included. Shit. I have to make sure everything goes perfect. I need to make sure I look presentable.

'I NEED to chill the fuck out'

Almost as naked as the day I was born I walk into my kitchen and make myself a delicious bowl of cereal. In this house we cook nothing but left overs and that's the tea.

After I eat my cereal I quickly get back upstairs to my bedroom to shower and change. In the bathroom I take off the only thing I had on to begin with, my underwear, and look at myself in the mirror. I've gotten skinnier and I don't know if I should be proud or disappointed. Either way I can only blame my lazy self. I've never been caught dead in the gym and I quite frankly don't see that happening anytime soon. I quickly get into the shower and mentally prepare myself for the day.

1 hour later

At Morphe I make my way to the back of the establishment so I can get ready with my team of amazing and talented people. I'm going to wear an all white outfit, heels included, and rainbow based makeup using my new eyeshadow palette.

With my outfit on, I quickly sit down in front of a mirror so I can get started on my makeup. I look through my bag trying to find my morphe palette. God I have too much makeup, I don't understand why its so hard to find that big ass palette in th-

"Hey sis." A deep voice says in my ear. My heart free falls out of my chest and onto the floor, right along with my bag as I drop it with a surprised squeal.

'I know that voice anywhere'

I quickly look up into the mirror, meeting the eyes of none other than Grayson Dolan. My heart is still beating erratically from the initial shock as I stare at him with wide eyes through the mirror. He's looking at me with a mischievous smirk and a unmistakable glint in his eyes.

'Damn this straight boy and his attractive behind, FUCK'

I quickly straighten myself up and swiftly attack Grayson's shoulder with my well manicured hand.

"What the hell Grayson!? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I place my hand over my heart for dramatic effect as Grayson chuckles, his breath tickling my ear and sending uncontrollable shivers down my spine

'He's so close, Lord why do you test me'

"Drama Queen." he says with an eyeroll. Um, Excuse you sir.

"You could've killed me, I hope you know this." I say with as much sass as I could conjure up with Grayson's mouth still being so close to my ear.

Grayson eventually stands up straight, a more carefree laugh escaping his lips before looking at me again through mirror.

"Hahaha so funny, where is Ethan and Emma, your presence is annoying me." False, his presence is doing the exact opposite of annoying me.

"You know you love me James." He says jokingly with a smile on his face.

'I do know that Grayson which is why we have problem.'

"They are waiting for you outside." Grayson says. He turns to walk to the door, giving me a full view of his muscular back. I watch hopelessly as he walks away.

Before opening the door Grayson looks back and I quickly face forward. I pick my bag up from the floor, making myself seem unbothered by his departure. The curiosity eats at me and I hesitantly take a peek in the mirror, just to see what he could be looking at.

We unexpectedly make eye contact, leaving me a flustered mess as I quickly look away from his gaze and occupy myself with looking for something, anything in my makeup bag. I hear the door close and look up to see Grayson gone and quickly transform into a puddle in my seat.

'Damn you Grayson Bailey Dolan'

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Author's notes

Hopefully from here it gets better. I mean I want it to get better so *mentally shrugs