You're My Sister Soulmate, Scratch the Sister.

Chapter 5

James' POV

"Hey James? James!"

Why do things look better outside of a screen? Once something is right in front of you it just, it becomes way more effective.

"James what the hell is wrong with you? Stop ignoring me and....."

Those freaking eyes are suffocating and mesmerizing all at once, its not fair. They're unreadable, not an inch of shock, confusion—

'disgust'

That's, that's nice. He doesn't look happy nor does he look disgusted. Even so, this is all  too intense. Those eyes are too fucking intense and its making it very hard to look away.

'Do you want to look away'

A hand shakes me out of my turmoil, away from those eyes.

Forcing my head in Chris' direction, I look him down with a glare.

"Fuck Chris, what?"

So that's what I felt earlier, the feeling of being under someone's intense gaze.

'I can still feel it now'

"James! What the fuck man?" Oh, well he seems...upset. It's always a great day when you can knock Chris' frustrating smirk off his face without breaking a nail.

"Look Chris--"

"CHRIS!" For once I'm slightly happy to hear that voice, it can take the demon away.

Chris looks at me in frustration before turning away, "Claudia, hey babe."

"Don't hey babe me. What are you doing with this little--."

I clear my throat, interrupting it from its little rant, "I'd appreciate it if you took your little argument somewhere else."

"Whatever, stay away from my boyfriend, slut." I'm up and ready to fight before it grabs Chris and drags him away.

'The virgin slut—wow, astounding'

With a sigh I sit back down. Its 30 seconds tops before I remember what had me emotionally troubled seconds before Claudia made her way over here.

My head snaps to the side, right into his direction. He's still there, why is he still there?

I jump in surprise when the owner of those freaking eyes lifts up from the wall he was leaning against.

'Is he leaving, thank god'

Letting out a breath of relief, I drag my eyes away from the muscled figure and turn towards my drink.

Picking it up, I hold it up to my eyes, "So good and so uncomplicated, this drink is the whole package."

"Uh, am I interrupting something?"

I damn near jump out my seat because of those words, because of that voice. 

'Universe why? Why me? Why now? Give me a break'

"Uh, James, James Charles?" I turn around slowly preparing myself for the inevitable.

"That's a stupid question, of course you're James Charles, I know  you're James Charles."

I, I have a mini episode, its small nothing to big. My mind just, kinda stops thinking completely and I forget how to breathe. Its fine, I'm fine--

'He's fine. Fuck he's hot as hell'

"Look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you off I was just surprised, you know?" He looks at me expectantly but my mind is focused on other things, for example the way his lips form words.

"I uh no its.." God James you're so stupid, forget the fact that you're a guy, you looked like shit during the encounter and now you look like an idiot that can't form simple sentences.

I feel the flush when it comes, my cheeks burn and I look away from those freaking intense eyes in embarrassment.

'Where did my confidence go?'

A chuckle causes me to look back up with wide surprised eyes. I'm met with an all too delectable smirk and eyes filled with amusement.

"See something funny?" Probably laughing at how stupid I look, figures that much.

"I see something cute."

'....what...'

I'm left stunned by the hazel eyed man.

'Fuck I'm not trained for these types of situations'

"I, uh thanks?"

The smug look only grows, Chris' smug face only makes me violent but Grayson's has my heart trying to escape the confinements of my chest.

"Why are you doing this? Why are you here?"

'That was blunt'

He's shocked but only for a short while, he steps closer and suddenly having a heart attack seems a little less impossible.

"I'm here because I hoped you'd be here."

My eyebrow raise at that, "Why?"

He shrugs his shoulders, "Because I wanted to see you."

"Why?" Shut up James Charles.

'At least he's still smiling'

"I want to get to know you." It seems he doesn't like to beat around the bush, that's new and good and fresh.

"...why..?" I look away as I mumble the words, the amount of times I've asked that question is getting to me.

Grayson, however, laughs at that, "Is it weird? Wanting to know your soulmate?"

With that my shoulders sag and a look of recognition and acceptance crosses my face.

'Oh, I get it'

"Look you don't have to go down this 'it's not you it's me but we can be friends' route okay? I understand that I wasn't what you were-"

Grayson holds out his hands, stopping my free get out of jail free card in its tracks. "Wait what? James that's not what I'm saying."

I look up at him, confused and just maybe a little hopeful, mostly confused though. "Then what--?"

"James! Drew is puking his ass out!" I hear Cassie yell from behind me.

I quickly turn around, only just a little nervous from feeling Grayson's eyes still on me.

"H-How much did you let him drink?"

Cassie squints her eyes, "I didn't let him drink anything, he's a fucking snake."

"And now we have to go." Laura says from behind her, her hand holding on to her soulmate.

"I-ok." I stand up from my seat and begin to make my way over. I'm stopped by a hand clutching my own.

When I look back Grayson's eyes are looking down, I follow his eye's path and I'm met with my wrist. My wrist that's uncovered because my sleeve rolled up like a dumbass.

Grayson's thumb swipes over the engraved black letters causing those shivers, freaking persistent.

I jump when that gaze quickly lands back on my face. "Uh--"

"I'll dm you. Hopefully from there I can get your number?" Grayson raises his eyebrow at me, asking a question without the words.

I shrug my shoulders, trying and failing to be nonchalant with my red cheeks. "Maybe."

He smiles brightly at that before bringing my hand up to his lips and planting a breath of a kiss.

'I just internally squealed like a high school girl and I know more than just my cheeks are red right now.'

After a few more seconds of staring and one more lasting smile he's off, turning away and disappearing in the crowd.

I'm snapped back into reality with Cassie's declaration.
"James Fucking Charles! You have so much explaining to do."