innocent | g.d. (rewriting )

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thamana's pov :

"well, here we are..." grayson says pulling into the driveway

my eyes widen as i adjust my eyes to the view and i stare at the huge house in front of me.

"tham, you getting out?" ethan asks, chuckling

"oh ya. sorry about that." i smile in embarrassment

i watch as grayson takes his backpack off his shoulder, sets it on the ground, and rummages through his backpack to try to find his keys.

"hurry up." ethan whines

grayson smiles as he pulls out his keys and ethan snatches the keys from grayson's hand, stepping in and holding the door for grayson and i.

"thanks ethan." i smile

"no problem tham. is it ok if if call you that? i never even asked." he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck nervously

"yes, it's totally ok. aria calls me that all the time."

"who's aria?" he asks, walking over to the kitchen and grabbing a snack

"the girl who teased me."

"oh. i thought she was pretty hot."

my eyes widen and a teasing smile plasters onto my face. i clear my throat, shuffling my feet.

"hey, can i use your bathroom?" i ask

"ya it's upstairs, to your right." he smiles

"ok thanks." 

i quickly make my way up the stairs and get into the bathroom.

i grab my phone out my pocket and pull up aria's contact, getting ready to call her.

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"aria?"

"what's up. you ok?"

"ethan just called you hot."

"hm?"

"mhm."

"why and how?"

"we were talking about a topic that included you and he just casually called you it."

"kind of an ego boost for me."

"aria!"

"well, i'm sorry if that makes me feel good."

"don't apologize dummy."

"keep me updated ok?"

"i will."

"and tham?"

"ya?"

"use protection ok?"

"shut up aria."

"ok, ok i'm sorry. bye."

"bye aria."

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as i get out put the bathroom, i hear grayson yell for my name so i walk towards his voice.

once i finally find his door, i open it up slowly and find him sitting on his bed, shirtless.

i quickly slam his door shut and curse at myself in my head, slapping my forehead.

i hear footsteps coming towards the other side of his door and he cracks his door open, popping his head out.

"why'd you shut the door?"

"you weren't changing?" i ask

"this is what i'm dressed in." he chuckles

"i'm sorry. i didn't know you-"

"thamana. it's fine."

he laughs and cracks the door open, letting me in.

grayson jumps on his bed, wrapping himself up in his blanket and i stand next to the door, not knowing where to sit.

"here. come sit tham." he says, patting the spot next to him

i make my way to his bed, put my backpack next to his bed, and take out my algebra notebook.