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

Chapter 23

James's POV

The last time Grayson and I were left in a room alone things got, complicated. Things are still very complicated now and I'm hoping this little arrangement doesn't make things worse between us.

I take off the jacket that I've been wearing all day long and take another look at the bed as Grayson unpacks. It's so small, there's no way we'll be able to sleep on that thing without touching.

'Why must you test me universe'

"I'll take the side closer to the wall." I say quietly as I start to unpack my own things.

Grayson shrugs his shoulders lightheartedly.
"I don't care either way."

He hasn't even looked my way since we've walked into this room. I knew he didn't want to sleep in here with me I just, didn't know he disliked it THIS much.

"Alrighty then, sassy-sister." I say loudly. I take off my crop top so I can put on my long sleeve pajama shirt. It's so freaking cold, kinda happy I can finally put on my long sleeve.

I hear Grayson sigh loudly from behind me
"James I'm not-" I turn around with my pajama shirt in my hand when he suddenly pauses mid sentence.

I freeze for a second when I turn to face him. I feel paralyzed under his heated gaze. His eyes are dark and focused on everything but my eyes. Grayson's hands are balled into fists at his side as if he's trying to hold on to something, anything.

I mentally shake my head, freeing myself from an invisible force,
"W-what Gray?" I clear my throat as I look at the floor below me.

"Nothing." He says sharply before walking out the bedroom door with his pajamas. He closes the door behind him, leaving me in the room alone.

I let out a shaky breath as I sit back on the tiny bed. My heart is beating so fast, it feels like it will burst out of my chest at any minute.

"Shit." I mumble quietly as I put on my shirt and pajama shorts. For some reason my dumbass didn't even think about packing pajama pants.

I quickly get under the covers and get as close to the wall as possible. I try to sleep but, I can't. I can't get his penetrating gaze out of my head. My face burns as I go over the scene repeatedly in my head.

It's not till 10 minutes later, when my eyes finally begin to shut for sleep, that I realize Grayson still hasn't come back yet.

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I wake up to a movement beside me.
Slowly, I open my eyes and turn my head to the culprit. Instead of the familiar hazel eyes, I'm met with a tan back.

'I guess Grayson did come back last night'

My nose is touching his back and our legs are tangled together. I can't move back anymore, I'm practically smashed against the bedroom wall.

Grayson shifts again, this time onto his back. He places his hands under his head and I can finally see that he is in fact awake.

"Good morning." He says roughly as he looks over at my blanket covered form.

"Hi." I lightly wave my hand at him before placing it back under the covers.

He chuckles softly at me before moving his eyes back to the ceiling.

I look around the room and try to focus on random objects. Anything that will keep my mind away from the fact that my face is practically buried in Grayson's naked side.