Deep Breath | G.Dolan

Fuck You...Hard

It had been a week since James' house and things were going pretty well with everything. School was going good (Who the fuck cares), I was eating healthier (really? Tell that to the cheeseburger you ate for lunch), and Grayson was acting like himself again...

"Gray can you help me with—" I walked into his bedroom where he was sitting shirtless on his bed with his computer and his hands under the covers. I shielded my eyes, "Oh Jesus, are you having a moment with yourself? Is that what's happening right now?" I said with my back to him.

"What? No!" he said and I could hear him taking his hands out from under the covers.

"If you're going to do that shit you should at least close the door!" I yelled.

"I was itching my leg, I swear!" he said laughing.

"You disgust me," I said laughing. "Can I turn around? Are you decent and cleaned up."

"Well considering I wasn't doing anything, yes." I turned back around and he put a shirt on. "What did you want?"

"Well now I forgot, due to your self-indulgence." I made a disgusted face and he did his famous eye roll. "Oh yeah! I need you to help me choose. This perfume," I said walking over and shoving my left wrist onto his face, "or this one?" I said doing the same with my right wrist.

"Uh...well...the right one," he said.

"Okay thanks, bitch." He gave me a look.

"Why do you need to smell good anyway?" I stayed quiet. "Oh," he said with a teasing smile, "you're going over Bryant's,"

"No I'm not..." I said smiling back. "Okay I'll be back later." I turned around and went quickly down the hall and could hear him laughing. Okay so let me describe the Bryant situation, as I am so famous for describing my "situations."

As I said, it has been a week since...well you know I started my spiralling staircase to the underworld and I still don't care and it's still weird. Me and Bryant aren't together...we are but not like in a relationship type thing. We act normal like we're still friends, it's just that we're slightly more affectionate than normal friends is all. We both mutually decided that no matter what happens, we will still be friends. Yeah, because that always works. And this way if we decide to stop doing what we're doing, it won't be a break up...it'll just be us stopping the affection. It sounded better when we were talking about it.

After taking a taxi to Bryant's apartment I walked up to his building, texting him that I was here, and then on the elevator up to his floor. I knocked on the door once and before my knuckles could touch the door again it was open.

"Did you bring the food?" was the first thing he asked.

"No, what the fuck I thought you said you were getting it," I said about to turn around and leave to a place that had something to offer me.

"I'm kidding, of course I got it," he said smiling as I walked in and he kissed me on the cheek.

"Don't mess with me about food. I haven't eaten in like...half an hour. I could eat enough for an entire village right now," I said sitting at the island in the kitchen.

"Do you realize...all we do together is eat," he said taking the food out of bags. I scoffed.

"Why do you say that like it's a bad thing? Are you going to be one of those annoying guys and like yell at me when I'm getting fat because you're embarrassed to be with a chubby girl?" I said standing up and rubbing my stomach slowly while making a face that was not attractive at all.