Grayson's POV
I woke up in big arms. A feeling of warmth and security being something I wasn't used to. My eyes slowly opened and they were met with ones that almost matched mine.
I jumped back, thinking the owner of the eyes would hurt me. I scrambled to the other side of my room and into a corner. I slid down and crouched into a fetal position, whimpering as the person got closer. I braced myself, waiting for the pain as they were now hovering over me. I felt their hand but they weren't hurting me.
One moment I was on the ground, scared for my dear life and the next, I was back into the strong, now familiar, arms. Now known as a he, he held me bridal style and brought us back to the bed, laying back down into our previous position. Realization washed over me as I studied his face. His eyes darted over my futures, giving me only a warm smile.
Ethan kissed my forehead lightly and let me go, apologizing for scaring me. How could one human being be so kind, caring, perfect and genuine?
It felt too good to be true.
It suddenly dawned on me that he must have spent the night since the sun was now peaking through my window curtain. Wow, I couldn't believe I trusted a complete stranger into my house and even let him spend the night! How more irresponsible could I get? He could have killed me for all I know.
"I'm so, so, so sorry, Ethan." I apologized, yet I really didn't know what for. He could have left if he really wanted to.
"But, why did you stay?" I asked him shyly, tilting my head down and looking up at him with my eyes.
"I wanted to help you, you seemed so sad and it hurt me. I hope you're feeling better, Grayson." He said grabbing the side of my face, tilting my head up and smiling at me. All of his words sounded so real. Like he was pulling them straight out of his heart.
He pulled me into a hug, making our size difference very obvious. This man was like 6'2, me on the other hand seeming super tiny compared to him. Sure, I may have been on the shorter than average size, being five even... ok yeah never mind I was really short.
I nuzzled my head into his chest, inhaling his sweet, manly scent as he rubbed my back lovingly. I don't know how or why I trusted him so easily. I was usually afraid of meeting new people, always worrying that if they found out I was gay, they would just hurt me like everyone else.
But no, he was different. He, too, liked guys. He was like me, only way luckier. I was just happy to be in his arms at this moment. Being able to smile and feel genuinely happy again felt so good. I loved this feeling, a strong feeling I had for him, yet I didn't know what it was.
"What's wrong?" His concerned voice sounded. It was only then that I realized I was crying.
"I'm just happy that you're here with me right now, I guess. No one has ever cared for me or loved me, so I'm confused with everything. But it's nice." I smiled up at him and he grinned back, letting me go and petting my head lovingly.
"Well then, I'll make sure to make you feel cared for and loved for. As long as I'm with you, I'll make sure no one hurts you." I blushed at his words, feeling much happier than before.
"Friends?" I asked, staring up at him hopefully.
"Friends, or more..." He said the last part quietly and I couldn't really hear him but he was quick to change the topic.
"Um, maybe I could show you around today, L.A. is big but there are some great spots." He asked and all I could do was nod happily.
I couldn't believe that just two days out of my previous nightmare, I had already made a friend. He was so nice, and I couldn't wait to spend the rest of the day with him.
He went home to shower and change, saying he'll meet me a little later because he had a couple things to do.
I really, really like Ethan, maybe someday we could be the best of friends! He was so protective too, saying that he'll protect me even though we barely knew each other. I already love him! As a friend, of course.
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810 words. Ugh, it's so short.
Sorry, this chapter sucks ass. But, don't they all?
I'm like getting superrr lazy for some reason, I hope you understand??
Anyways, that's all I have to say. Love you guys, bye!
-Sophie 😘
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