Creeper -Grethan- (NOT on hold)

Three

Grayson's POV

My day was spent with Ethan. 

He was perfect, from his looks to his personality. He really was a great guy, but I wasn't used to being treated the way he treated me. If I ever asked for help back in Texas, boys would probably laugh in my face and walk away or hurt me for talking or even looking at them. I had grown used to these types of situations, learning to never talk back or give attitude. I let people walk all over me, hurt me, spit in my face... just for being who I was. But at least I never gave up, if I did, I wouldn't be here today.

I learned a lot about Ethan and, like I said, great guy! He was really nice and caring but that didn't stop me from flinching or whimpering if he ever got too close to me. Because I had gotten used to the beatings or people just randomly lashing out on me, I just let it happen. I never screamed or cried while they hurt me, just braced myself for the impact. The thing that surprises me and other people, though, was that I never felt suicidal and I never hurt myself purposely. This was good, obviously, but I never figured that out. I mean, all I got everyday was questions like 'Why haven't you killed yourself yet?' or 'How many times have you cut yourself?' 

I guess I always knew my life would get better. I always stuck to the mentality that just because my life might have been bad at the moment, I would get what I deserved later. And it turns out I was right, considering my situation at the moment.

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Me and Ethan were taking a break, me being thoroughly exhausted from all the work. Oh and Ethan was fine, he acted as if he didn't just carry 5-40 pound boxes. But, considering how freaking ripped he was, I would guess it felt like nothing to him. 

Well anyways, during the middle of moving boxes, I offered him some pizza since he was being so nice. He smiled and thanked me, saying that would be great and he sat down on the floor. I mentally cursed myself when I noticed that I didn't even have a table for us.

"Oh, you don't have to sit on the floor, come with me." I say, leading him up to my room. He followed and I could have swore I felt his eyes on my... um bottom. I shrugged it off, though, because he probably wasn't even gay, plus I had only just met him!

"So..." I started awkwardly. I never really was a good conversation starter. I never really had conversations with people to be honest. The only times I would speak back then was when I was told to or... well actually that was pretty much it. I learned the hard way to not speak when it wasn't my turn. 

He smiled warmly, making my heart flutter. Gosh why the heck did I have to be so awkward?

"...So do you have a girlfriend?" I blurted out, obviously not running the horrid question in my mind before it came out. I mean, I didn't want to seem that desperate. I'm sure Ethan had caught on about me being gay already. It wasn't that hard to see if I'm be completely honest.

"Oh, uh no." He stated, chuckling a bit. I was beyond shocked, how can someone like him not have a girlfriend?

"Someone like me?" OH, POOP. I said that out loud. Ugh, this is why I hate myself sometimes!

"Well... you're like... you would be a perfect boyfriend I guess. Who wouldn't want to be your girlfriend?" I feel like I just made the whole situation worse ugh.

At my response, though, he just laughed and shook his head. Moments passed and he was still laughing, me starting to laugh along with him.

"Hey! What's so funny?" I asked through laughs but still managing to pout while crossing my arms. He stopped laughing and looked at me in the eye, giving me the 'are you dumb?' look. 

He rolled his eyes, his laughs going down to chuckles.

"I don't want to have a girlfriend, silly." I blushed at the nickname but I was thoroughly confused right now.

"Why?" He scoffed and rolled his eyes, pretending to be annoyed. I knew he wasn't though.

"Because, I would much rather have boyfriend." Realization hit me like a train. 

"oh..." I didn't know what to say.

"Well, how about you? Someone as beautiful as you would have had to be in a relationship right?" His words made me blush even harder. I probably looked like a tomato by now. Ethan was only smirking, knowing that his words deeply affected me.

"Uh, no. Nobody would have wanted to be in a relationship with me..." I didn't get to finish because Ethan scoffed, loudly.

"Bullshit!" He yelled. My eyes widened.

"Ethan!" I absolutely hated bad words. I heard them everywhere at home, always being used on me in a bad way. "You can't cuss!" 

"My bad, but still. You're beautiful how can no one not wan't to be-" He stopped abruptly, a blush forming on his own cheeks. 

Moments passed by, silent and awkward. I hadn't even touched my pizza, yet I was starving. 

"Um, thank you for helping me out with... ya know the boxes." I smiled at him, desperately trying to fix our awkward situation. 

"Yeah, no problem, anytime." He gave me a warm smile back. "Why don't we.. play a game. To get to know each other, you know?" 

I nodded, letting him start with a question about me. After I answered, I asked him a question back and so on. 

In the middle of our little question game, though, things didn't go too good...

"So, why did you move to L.A.?" The smile that hadn't left my face this whole time, quickly vanished. 

"I guess I just wanted to get away from all of the negativity from where I used to live." I whispered, feeling my eyes sting with tears as I thought back on some not so pleasant memories. 

"Hey, are you ok? I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you sad." His voice was a bit panicked and guilty. My body suddenly jerked backwards as his thumb and pointer finger held my chin. I looked up and my eyes met with his. I got lost in the beautiful hazel orbs, they were caring, sweet and concerned.

He was worried, worried that he did something wrong and upset me. I was just sad though, I hated my past and never wanted to go through that stuff again but I wanted to also get it off my chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, his voice silky and pleasing to my ears. Tears escaped my eyes but I nodded and started from the beginning; from when my friend had left me and how soon after my life came crumbling down, everything.

I felt great after I told him my story, and when I finally looked up at him, I saw tears in his own eyes. He hugged me and for the first time in a long time, I felt safe and secure. I felt as if nothing could hurt me right now, safe and protected... by someone I barely knew.

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1285 Words

THIS SUCKED ACTUAL ASSSSSSSS.

I'm honestly so sorry that you waited so long for this piece of shit. 

Just wanted to say, though, that I may not be very frequent with this book, sorry

ANYWAYS, LOVE YOU ALLLLLL!!! And goodbye

-Sophie <3