He See's You Turn Down A Guy That's Hitting On You:
ETHAN:
You had agreed to accompany one of your closest friends, Ethan to Chipotle to grab everyone at their house lunch. "I need to use the restroom. All the orders are in my notes." You say patting his shoulder and running out of the line toward the bathrooms. After you finished your business you hit someone with the door when leaving. "Ouch." A deep males voice echoes from the other side of the wood. "I am so sorry. I didn't see you." You apologize quickly, making sure he was okay. He was slightly attractive and stood around the same height as the twins, if not a little taller. "It's okay really, it's not every day a pretty girl smacks you in the face with a bathroom door." He chuckles, lightening the mood with his flirtatious words. "Are you sure you're okay?" You ask again, seeing a red mark on his forehead getting brighter. "Actually, you could make it up to me, by sitting and having lunch with me?" He asks charmingly. You were beyond tempted to say yes until you saw a moppy head of black hair turning the corner and stopping a few feet away. Ethan. Everyone was aware of his crush on you, even yourself since he didn't try and keep it a secret. Truth be told, you also had feelings for him, but since you tried your best to avoid hate you suppressed your feelings. "I'd love to, but I'm actually with a friend right now. I hope your head gets better soon. I'm sorry again." You say once more and walk around him toward Ethan who stood still with a smug little smile. "You can sit and have lunch with him if you want to. I'll just tell everyone that you had plans come up." He assures you, seeing as the building of a man was still watching you from a few steps away. "No. I'd rather spend time with you and the others." You say with a sweet, genuine smile, bringing a blush to his cheeks. Relationship or not, this boy had you whipped.
GRAYSON:
Once a month Grayson, your boyfriend did his best to fly you out to Jersey with them to see his family. Lisa loved you and always complimented Grayson on how proud of him she was for finding someone like you. This specific time you three were in such a hurry to leave that Grayson insisted on packing your bags since he was "faster" and ultimately didn't pack any shirts. "How do you forget tops but pack every pair of underwear I own?" You ask annoyed once you started to unpack in his childhood bedroom. "I don't know. I told you I was in a hurry." He whines, throwing you a shirt of his that was two times bigger than you. "I love you, I really do but I'm not going to wear this out in public with shorts. It's too long and makes it look like I'm not wearing pants." You say, throwing it back at him. "Fine, give me a minute and I'll go see if my Mom has a shirt you can wear." He announces, leaving the room and walking down the hall. You were almost done packing when he returned with a black tank top and devilish grin. "What?" You ask, reaching out for the material and unfolding it. "Seriously?" You ask, annoyed with how dorky he could be. "It's perfect! Just change so we can go, please?" He begs, stepping out of the room and closing the door to ignore your protests.
You changed into the shirt and stood in front of his bedroom mirror to read the word Grayson with a heart. It was shirt they had from their 4OU days that Lisa had kept. Grayson wanted to spend the day out and about, showing you around his hometown like he did every time you came to visit, so you ignored your shirt and went downstairs to greet him and Ethan. "Showing favoritism I see?" Ethan jokes as he saw you enter the room first. You shoved him with your shoulder and stole a sliced peach from the plate in front of him. Being Grayson's girlfriend made you grow very close to Ethan, he was like a brother to you...even though he looked just like the boy you were head over heels in love with. "I love it. Are you ready?" He asks, swiping the car keys off the counter and spinning them around his pointer finger. You nodded and followed him out to the car.
Your first stop was a wooded area near a small lake where Grayson says he'd come as a kid with Ethan to play and hang out with their friends. He'd never taken you down here before seeing as it's usually crowded with high school students. But school was in session today, leaving only a small variety of people. Being the gentleman he is, he held onto your hand, letting you climb down the hill since you were known for your two left feet. Once you were at the bottom his smile grew larger, looking around. There was an older couple sitting on a rock, overlooking the area, a young couple watching their two kids play and a few scattered strangers. "I want to show you my favorite part. But you have to stay right here." Grayson says excitedly, holding your shoulders still and running off into the trees like Tarzan.
He was gone for a whole three minutes before a boy approached you, easily your age or younger. You could tell by the way he carried himself that he'd be considered a fuck boy. "Hello!" He chirps, standing in the place beside you, entering your personal bubble. Not wanting to be rude you shimmied away some and greeted back. "Grayson? You're a Dolan fan, huh?" He asks, nodding down to your shirt. Oh, buddy, you were a BIG fan of Grayson Bailey Dolan. Seeing the smirk growing on his lips, thinking he actually had a chance you decided to mess with him for a minute. "Oh yeah for sure. He's so strong and handsome and oh my gosh he's just so sweet. I think he's amazing boyfriend material!" You gush, meaning every word. Grayson had you whipped, for sure! "He seems like a good guy, but don't you think your chances with him are a little slim?" He asks, holding up his fingers in a pinch. As the words left his mouth you could see Grayson coming out of the trees with a confused look. He was never one for jealousy as he knew you loved him and only him.
"I think my chances are high actually, seeing as I'm his girlfriend." You say, pulling your eyes from your God of a boyfriend and turning back to the guy beside you. He looked at you as if you were crazy. "Speaking of, He's waiting on me over there so I gotta go. But thanks for the talk!" You wave and jog over to the handsome man waiting at the edge of the trees. You didn't even bother looking behind you after Grayson's arms were locked around you. "What was that about?" He asks, peppering kisses on your forehead. "He was just reminding me how much I love you." You say back, standing on your toes to give him a sweet kiss.
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Graysons part carried on a little longer than I thought it was going to. I've recently been slowly sliding into his lane and I just love writing about him more all the sudden. Don't get me wrong though, I LOVE LOVE LOVE my baby E still, but his brother is well Grayson, y'know?
- RENEE (:
