Ocean Eyes • g.d

Chapter 4 • It Won't Kill Them, Sweetheart

Felt like updating again

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3rd person POV
the next morning, it wasn't so hard for Mia to get out.
Waiting in the car for her Dad, she let the radio music wash over her, and her mind was calm, accept the odd ripple of excitement here or there, to see Grayson again.

As they pulled up outside the Dolan Household, Mia hopped out the truck to grab some tools.
Carrying heavy metal sticks , Mia lugged her way round the back of the house, soon followed by her father.
"Good Morning Mia!" A jolly familiar voice ringed - Lisa.
She smiled back, and held conversation, until her father was ready to begin work.
Mia loved helping her Dad - family meant everything to her, and helping him out was the least she could do.

Mia's POV
It had been an hour since we arrived.  I was shovelling the driveway, making way for new paving to go down, before I heard crunching on the rocks, and cock my head.
"So... where shall I start"
Grayson is standing there in grey sweatpants and and a ~tights~ top, showing off his carved torso.
"Grab a shovel, Dolan, I'll take all the help I can get" I laugh, and continue on, attempting not to get distracted. 
It's been 5 minutes of Grayson trying to crack jokes, and me desperately trying not to laugh at the bad ones, before he slams his shovel down -
"Excuse Mr Dolan, that is state of the art garden equipment, is appreciate it if you treated it with respect" I grin, and he rolls his eyes laughing.

"Mr Dolan will help you" he mocks,
"Pick up the spade again then and get on with it" I retort.
I reel warm hands snake around my waist and onto my hands, and I feel his stomach again my back.
Turning around, I say to him "what the hell are you doing" I laugh
"Falling for you"
"Corny"
"You really wanted to ruin that didn't you, Parker?"
I shrug , stunned.
His hands fall to my waist, and I move mine to his neck, looking at him.
"Grayson, it's wrong. I'm 16"
"Flip the six around and you get a nine," I grin "not like that Mia!"
We laugh. He knows it's wrong. So do I. But I don't stop it when he grabs my chin and kisses me.
We pull away - "I've known you for like one day Grayson."
"Feels like forever, I know" he retorts.
He took the words right out of my mouth.
I smile, kissing him back, and we stand in the front yard, kissing with awkward pauses of giggling.

"Oi loser, get a room!" We hear, turning around. Ethan's head is stuck out the window, and Grayson turns back to me, throwing his arm behind his and giving Eth the middle finger.

"You've been working hard Mia," Grayson says, "let me go and tell your father your taking a break - I want to show you something."
I nod, hesitantly.

Grayson walks round the side of the house and I hear my dad shout back „sure".
Grayson soon appears again, a smile plastered ear to ear. Stretching out his hand.
I take it, however hesitantly, and drags me toward the front door.

As we wander through the house and up the stairs, we avoid trying to be seen by Cameron or his mother.

We get to a closed door down a corridor, and just as Grayson grabs the handle, a face pops out from the door next to me:
„Gray, what are you up too..." Ethan murmurs. And raises his eyebrows. I stand there, not sure where to look.
„Gizmo bro! None else" he laughs, opens the door and pulls me in.

In his room, i look around for the bird he was telling me about.
„Aw isn't she cute"
Grayson comes behind me „that's not really what I brought you for Mia" he laughs.
He turns me around, and pushes me towards his bed, and I fall onto it. He straddled me, grabs my face and kisses me passionately.
Kissing back, I grin and Grayson laughs, and flips us over, with me now straddling him.
We continue making out, and his top gets pushed to one side, and I admire his carved chest and stomach.
„Like what you see?"
„Very much," I giggle, nervously, „but we can't continue this Gray.." I sigh.

He pulls me towards him, one hand on my neck, one on my lower back.
„What they don't know won't kill them sweetheart" as he kisses me again.

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