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

Chapter 4

*beep beep beep*

'Is it Morning already?'

I slowly open my eyes and am confronted with a bright white light.

'What's going on?'

Squinting my eyes I slowly examine my surroundings. What the fuck is going on? When I look down I notice there's a brown mop of hair resting on my thigh.
"Grayson?" I mumble out loud. I quickly slap my mouth over my hand.

"Ow!" I shout, ok slapping my hand over my mouth was apparently a bad idea.

"James?" Grayson says with so much relief, you'd think I died.

'I feel special'

"What happened? Are you okay? How do you feel? What hurts? Grayson ask question after question and I quite frankly can't keep up. I hold the hand that isn't holding my throbbing mouth up to stop him from continuing on.

"I just hit my mouth nothing seri-" Before I can finish my sentence Grayson is already moving my hand away from my mouth and coming in close. He lifts my chin up with one finger so he can get a better look.

'Fuck my heart can't handle this, I literally just woke up I'm not prepared'

"G-Grayson Im fine I promise." I say quickly while softly moving his hand from under my chin. If he brought my face any closer to his I probably would've just fucked it all and dove in for a kiss.

'And kiss this friendship goodbye'

"What's going on Gray? what happened, I don't remember." I say really confused. All I remember is looking for my phone and after that nothing.

"You don't remember anything?" Grayson says concerned. I shake my head slowly now getting concerned myself. What am I missing?

Grayson sighs and looks at me, well more like right through me his eyes slightly cloud over as if he's thinking something through.

"James do you remember that guy that came to the meet and greet? He didn't want a picture nor did he want an autograph." Grayson says cautiously. I start to think about it and yeah, I actually do remember him.

"Oh yeah! I do remember him he was acting pretty strange." I say.
"The same guy attacked you last night when you were walking back from the bathroom." He says slowly, looking at me with so much concern as if I might break or completely freak out at any second.  It feels like a splash of ice cold water hit my face when everything comes back to me.

"Fucking fag!"
"Just die already!"
"You're nothing!"

I knew people felt this way about me. People have no filter when it comes to social media and they will speak their mind. However something like this I never would've expected, I would never in my wildest dreams think something like what transpired last night would happen. My eyes sting I can feel the tears trying to break through trying to break my facade, my protective exterior wall. I won't let that happen, I will not cry and I will not show any weakness, especially in front of Grayson.

"James." Grayson says as he gets up. As I see him slowly get up all I can think is please don't leave me here alone. For the first time I'm honest to God scared, terrified even. I don't know how I'd feel being here alone.

Suddenly I feel the space next to me lower and arms circle around me pulling me close. At first I don't react, I don't think and I don't even blink. I feel a hand slowly make its way into l my hair, combing through it gently.

"James.." Grayson says again softly as if saying it any louder might actually break me. Maybe it would've, I don't know myself anymore.

"Grayson." I whisper quietly, so quietly I'm sure he couldn't hear me. He shouldn't hear me at least.

"I'm here okay? I'm not going anywhere." He says and squeezes me just a little tighter, just a little closer.

With that I quietly break down. Silently letting my tears flow and with it my grief and fear. I completely let go and become vulnerable. The whole ordeal feels so nerve wracking and refreshing at the same time I just can't wrap my head around it.

1 hour later

I slowly open my eyes and rub them with my fist. Well I try to rub them with my fist but my arms are trapped, I can't move them one bit. I look up and come face to face with Grayson's sleeping face. My mouth drops open but before I can make a sound I stop myself. He's so close I'm sure even a tiny sound from me will definitely effect him. I slowly slip one arm from his warm embrace and place it on his arm that's a round my waist. My heart slows down and I become so calm just examining his face. His long eyelashes, nice lips and perfect jawline. I slowly lift my arm from his arm and slightly touch his facial features. His eyebrows, cheeks, nose, and even his lips.

'Damn it, why are you so perfect. You make it really hard not to fall in love with you.'

My heart fills with something, I think admiration or maybe love, when I realize that Grayson slept here next to me on his own accord and never let me go the entire time. I quickly move my hand away from his face after I'm satisfied with the amount of contact I got to have with him. I look at my hand and slowly bring it to my lips.

'Weirdo don't be weird'

Ugh I couldn't help it, it's like a indirect kiss. My face begins to get that familiar warm feeling and I smile slightly, my fingers still softly caressing my lips. I slowly look back up into Grayson's closed eyes wanting to get another glimpse of his sleeping face however I am met with hazel eyes that are half open, lazily staring at me.

"Eep!" I squeal tossing my head back. Grayson's arms are still around me so when I jump back I don't get far, I rarely move. My back is slightly arched which brings our bottom halves closer together, touching just without the intense pressure.

'Not good really really not good'

I try to move the lower half of my body over but his arm just won't budge.

'Please don't get a boner, why did God make me so sensitive?'

"Graysonnnn" I whine still struggling, trying to get any amount of space I possibly can between us. I expect him to loosen up his hold after hearing my complaint but he does the opposite and tightens his hold on me bringing me closer than I was before.

'SHIT'

"I NEED TO PEE." I announce loudly. Grayson sighs and slowly closes his eyes completely. Wow well if Grayson so happens to feel something poking him soon then I can't entirely blame myself. It's his fault, he should've let me go. Sucks to be him in this upcoming awkward situation.
Suddenly I feel Grayson's arms loosen from around me, freeing me from confinement. I quickly move away from him relieved, I'm saved.

"Don't you have to use the bathroom." Grayson says peeking at me with one eye while his other is hidden in the pillow.

"Oh! Yeah I do." I say quickly. Damn it James. I slowly get up from the hospital bed and walk my way to the bathroom while my hand keeps my robe closed from the back. Never making that mistake ever again, the day my ass takes a peek out of this gown is the day I die. I close the door and slowly slide down the cold wall. It cools down my already hot body and wakes me up from my fantasy.

"We brought food!" I hear Ethan say.
"Yeah!" Emma says.

'Oh brother."