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

Chapter 3

James's POV

Everything is officially over, the day is done and the store is closed. Every step I take feels like I'm walking on a bed of knives and my stomach feels like it's just gonna eat itself because of how hungry I am. Love that.

Although I'm literally struggling with consistent pain, I'm proud of how everything went. All my sisters were extremely nice and easy to talk to.

I try to walk to the back of the establishment however my feet said 'fuck no' and gave up on me halfway through. I trips and before I know it, I'm falling fast. I close my eyes and brace for impact but am left surprised when I find myself wrapped up in arms. Tan and very muscular arms. The same arms quickly stand me up straight however they don't let me go. Fortunately.

"James what did you trip over, Oxygen?" Grayson says looking concerned and playful at the same time.

"Grayyyy my feet are killing me. These heels are ruthless." I whine as I put my hand on my forehead and tip my head back.

"Drama Queen." Grayson mumbles which earns him a swift smack to the shoulder. He smiles at me and my eyes, traitors they are, follow the movement. I look away from his lips and at my shoes. Grayson is so close, his muscular arms still trap me, keeping me centimeters away from him. My treacherous heart flutters and I can practically hear it beating hard and fast, not slowing down for  second. I look up at Grayson from under my eyelashes, my face and neck are probably as red as a pepper. He's looking at me so intensely I quite frankly don't know what to do with myself. Where do I look? What do I say? Do I even say anything? Should I be funny? An endless number of possibilities and reactions play through my mind. I unintentionally tighten my hands which have both somehow managed to land a space on both of Grayson's biceps, fortunately.

'This is too much stress'

"Ok well I'm just gonna drag myself to th- eep!" As I try to execute my escape plan I find that my feet are no longer touching the ground.

'This boy did not just pick me up'

My heart can't take this care from him. I'm gonna have a heart attack. I'm dying right now, dead.

'Ok get your shit together James, fake it till you make it'

"Gray what are you doing?" I say with a straight face, trying to internally put myself together even though the love of my life just effortlessly picked me up and is currently holding me bridal style.

"No James for this good deed I deserve a 'thank you'. Go ahead I'm waiting." He says cheekily. I smile softly at his antics and slightly move my head closer, just so I could softly lay it on his shoulder. I'm sure my face is as red as I don't know what and I don't really care. I can feel my smile growing as I get comfortable in his arms, probably looking like an excited puppy that finally got some love and care from his master.

'I'm so in love and I'm so scared I don't know what to do'

What am I going to do? I've seriously fallen in love with a straight boy. It's not some fling or an emotion that will just pass by. I'm completely screwed and not in the way I prefer.

After what feels like an eternity we finally make it to the door of the makeup room, where Grayson places me softly on my feet. He eventually lets me go, although in my head I feel a little hesitantly.

"Well, thanks Prince Charming ." I say jokingly. I'm trying to act unbothered but I'm sure the blush that's taken over the entire top half of my body is saying otherwise.

"Anything for my drama queen." Grayson says with a smirk. He then proceeds to open the door and walk in, as if he accomplished something.

"YOOOOOO!" Ethan says when he sees Grayson and I walk in. I probably would've said something cheesy back but my soul was no longer inside my body. It flew away, already somewhere in space.

'MY drama queen'

Why does he do this to me? Does he not understand his effect on my emotions and body, like what the actual fuck. I know he was joking but the statement was said nevertheless and it still made me feel all tingly and mushy inside.

"I'm fucking hungry." Emma says as she slouches on the couch looking half dead. With the topic of food coming up my stomach immediately growls. Damn it, real cute James.

"Ok ok James we hear you loud and clear." Ethan says.

"Oh shut up Ethan." I say with a blush forming on my face. I quickly occupy myself with taking off my shoes so everyone would stop looking at me.

"Let's get some food now then?" Grayson ask.

"Mm m, kinda want to. Yeah let's do it." Emma says.

"Alright." Ethan says as he gets up to leave. I quickly put on comfortable shoes and get ready to go. Everyone starts to walk out to leave and as I'm about to walk out the door I realize something important.

"I have to pee." I say out loud for everyone to hear.

"Ughhh James." Ethan says while Grayson face palms.

"I'm sorry, look I'll meet you out there okay? Love you bye." I say and quickly make my exit. I quickly walk down the hall and into the bathroom. Maybe while I'm taking a piss I could reevaluate my life. Figure my shit out. Hopefully.

When I'm done I wash my hands and get ready to leave. When I walk back down the hall I discover that no one is there. It's dark and kinda scary but I can't blame them for not being there, I did say I would meet up with them outside. Instead of simply strolling down the dark and creepy hallway I run through the shit because, well I'm scared. I quickly make my way through the door and am met with the chilling winds of a nice night.

'Wait, where are they parked?"

Shit I didn't ask where they parked. I don't know where they are and they could be anywhere. I look for my phone in my bag and it's honestly a struggle. Why is it so hard to find shit in my ba-

"Oof" I say as I'm knocked down to the ground. Why do I keep getting interrupted when I'm looking for stuff in my stupid bag? Kinda hate that. I quickly look up to see who roughly shoved me to the ground but before I could see I'm socked right in the face.

"Ow! What the fuck?" I say as I try to get away from his attacks.

"Fucking fag, you're nothing but a piece of shit." He says as he continues to punch me without stopping. He's so strong I can't get away. My head hurts so much I can barely think and tears begin to gather in my eyes because of the spreading pain. I'm slowly losing consciousness but I can't. I have to see something anything, I have to scream I have to to-

'Fuck it hurts'

The tears fall freely down my face, I can't stop them I try my hardest but I just can't.

"Grayson..." I mumble, my mouth hurts so much I can't scream. I want to but it feels has if my vocal chords have given up on me.

"Just fucking die! You're a sickness, a disease. Nobody loves you! Your fans could never love you. You're nothing." The guy says with so much venom and passion he even gets me to believe him. My eyes slowly begin to close. I'm losing myself, I'm not gonna survive through this.

"HEY!" I hear a familiar voice say and as I feel a weight get yanked off me I slowly succumb to the darkness.