A HighSchool Bet G.B.D.

Lazy Day

I woke up to my phone ringing, i wanted to die already and i just woke up. I rolled over and picked my phone up, it was Grayson.

I answered it and groggily said "Hello," Why does he call me so fucking early in the morning, one thing I don't miss about this dude.

G: hey, let me in. Your mom already left for work.

H: the spare key is under the flower pot that's on the left side of the door.

G: I mean that works too I guess

H: uh huh

G: alright I'll see you in sec.

I hung up and cuddled back into my sheets, I heard the front door downstairs shut and soon heard Grayson coming up the stairs since he stomps, he better not have any plans. I'm fucking exhausted.

He opened my door and he was wearing a pear of sweats and a sweatshirt, his hair was messy and he look adorable. He kicked his slides off by my door, "good morning," I yawned, his eyes were still puffy and he was barely awake, I hope he didn't drive here. "Good morning," he mumbled crawling on my bed and under my covers, "you didn't drive here did you?" I asked, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him, I started to play with his hair.

He closed his eyes, "Uh huh" he said snuggling into me. I softly kissed his cheek and snuggled back into him.
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I woke up to Grayson playing with my hair and his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. I could definitely wake up like this more often, I'm glad he didn't want to go to something or I would've fell asleep so many times. I wrapped my arm around his stomach and rested my leg over him.

"Good morning," he said in a raspy voice which was hella hot, he twirled a curl around his finger, "Good morning," I said playing with the hem of his T-shirt.

"Can you brush your hair?" He asked, I honestly get asked this a lot. "Not when it's dry and I mostly use a comb, when is wet I can sometimes use a hairbrush," I explained, I know my hair is a mess because I could feel it, it's definitely in a fro.

"What are we doing today?" I asked, I hope nothing big. I honestly just want to chill and hang out with Grayson today. "I just want to hang out, maybe go get something to eat," he said. I rolled over so I was on my elbows, "how do I look?" I asked giving him a goofy smile.

"Beautiful," he smiled tucking a piece of my hair out of my face. I gasped and acted like I was just stabbed, I rolled off the bed and acted like I was dead, I hit my elbow on my night stand but I'm going to act like it didn't hurt like a bitch. I felt Grayson poke my stomach, I peaked one of my eyes open and then immediately shut it when I saw him leaning off the bed.

"Hayden? What are you doing?" He asked with a small chuckle, I opened my eyes, "I'm dead! You fuckin idiot!" I whispered shouted and I plopped my head back down, i was again 'dead' holding on to my elbow.

"Why are you dead?" He laughed, poking my side. I wanted to burst out in laughter but I slapped his hand away, "because my fucking elbow hurts like a bitch right now," I said keeping my eyes closed.

"Are you alright?" He chuckled, "does it look I'm alright?" I laughed, "what happened?" He asked raising one of eyebrows, "I slammed my elbow on my nightstand when I fell," I whined, a soft chuckle left his lips, "you did it to yourself," he shrugged,  "I'm kidding," he smiled, I got up and stretched. "Noooo," he whined. "The fuck is wrong with you?" I giggled as my arms plopped back to my sides. "Cuddled with me for a little longer," he said scooting over.

"No, I need to shower." I smiled, he sighed and cuddled into my blanket. "I'll just wait," he said closing his eyes again. I softly chuckled and walked to my bathroom.
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I put on a pair of spandex's and baggy T-shirt, i combed through my hair and put products in it. I brushed my teeth and danced in the mirror, because why not you know?

I walked out and Grayson was asleep again, he was right in the middle. This asshole, I just wanted to shower and then lay back down but no. I crawled on the bed and just laid on top of him, I mean he was on his back, Wait? Who the fuck sleeps on there back? Whatever.

I got comfortable and Grayson soon wrapped on arm on my back and the other rested below my butt.

I cuddled my head in the crook of his neck, this honestly wasn't the first days of us cuddling, we did this when we 'fake dated'
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We finally got out of bed and of course Grayson was starving, I wasn't that hungry but oh well. Grayson slipped on his slides, I changed my shirt into a blue long sleeve. I don't care that I'm wearing spandex's. Grayson put on a hat, and grabbed his keys.

My curls were a bit wild but I didn't care, "you Ready?" He asked putting his phone into his pants pocket, I nodded snatching my phone off my dresser.

We walked down my stairs, "I feel dead," I chuckled stepping off my last step. I do feel dead, I should of got up earlier. It's 2:00 o'clock. Now how in the fuck?

Usually Grayson is up at like 8:00 on the weekends, I know that because he posts a lot on his sc, I guess him and Ethan have a YouTube channel that is pretty successful, I haven't checked it out yet.

He unlocked his Jeep, and we got in.
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He was ordering his food, and I was scrolling through Instagram, "What do you want H?" He asked glancing over at me. "I don't want anything," I said slipping my phone in my waist band. "A medium vanilla ice coffee please," He said to the lady.

She nodded and gave him the total, he pulled out his wallet and swiped his card. He looked so adultish, I mean I have a card but in general Grayson just honestly acts mature in different ways. He finished and we stood to the side waiting for his food.

I crossed my arms and admired my yellow painted toe nails, that I could see through my Birkenstock's. Grayson fixed his hat, and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, "my feet still hurt from those heels a few nights ago," I groaned leaning against him. "Don't wear heels then," he said looking down at me, well jeez I know that much. "I think I know that asshole," I giggled.

His food was ready and he handed me the ice coffee, "thanks," I said taking a sip out of it.
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We sat down at my island in the kitchen has he ate, I was looking at Snapchat stories, "hey h," Grayson said, I looked up from my phone, "Yeah?" I said swiping out of sc. "Can I ask a question?" He said, putting his toast down.

"You just did," I chuckled. I leaned back and stretched. "Where's your dad at?" He asked, I knew he was gonna ask that. I'm not going to lie to him. There's no reason. I looked at him and his face expression soften. "I Uh I honestly don't know," I sighed, "he left my mom when she told him she was pregnant with me... she hasn't heard or seen of him yet..." I explained, it sucked yes. But I can't miss someone, I've never met.

"I'm sorry," he said looking at me, he looked like such a softy. "If you ever need anyone to talk to I'm here," he said with a small sweet smile. "I know," I sighed and returned a small smile.