Him || Grayson Dolan

17

*theres a song in this chapter. Don't skip through the lyrics because there's story mixed in with the words*

We ditched my parents after dinner and now we are sitting at a karaoke night club thing and it's, well, interesting.

"$200 cash if you go up there, right now." Ethan said, pulling his wallet out and looking at Bryant.

"Nope. Not happening."

"$400?" Emma said, also pulling out her wallet.

"I'm not singing." Bryant said, taking another sip of his beer, since he was the only one of the five of us old enough to actually drink. "There's not enough beers in the world that would get me up on that stage."

"I mean, if $400 is on the table, I'll go up there." I said, shrugging.

"Seriously?" Grayson said, shifting in his seat so he could face me. "You're actually good at singing, why would we make a deal with you to go do it?"

"Because it's my birthday." I shrugged. "And I have a teenage pregnant with twins at my house and she eats so much fucking food."

"Hey, what'd I say?" Grayson asked, raising his eyebrow.

"No Melody or baby talk." I sighed, leaning my head against the back of the booth. "But I'm just trying to make $400 here."

I cracked a little laugh and he started to smile just a little bit.

"So, like, are you guys dating now or-?" Emma asked from the other side of the table.

Me and Grayson looked at each other and shrugged before answering.

"Maybe." And then we both cracked up laughing.

"Did you finally tell him?" Bryant asked.

"Tell who what?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "You know there's a lot of hims on earth B."

Maybe it was because I was extremely stressed and tired and it was nearing 1am, but I really couldn't stop laughing at this situation that was entirely less funny than I was making it out to me.

"You know. I think I'm going to go sing now." I said, tapping Grayson on the shoulder so he could let me out of the booth. "Any suggestions?"

"Surprise us." Ethan said.

"Will do." I said, sauntering off towards the 'stage.'

I looked on the machine for the song I wanted and clicked on one that really spoke to me.

'Beautiful creatures, you and me
Every time that we touch it's dangerous
This spark is more than chemistry
Beautiful liars, drownin' deep
Every night we fight and it's hard like hell
But it feels like heaven between the sheets

Every time we let go
I scream and I call for more'

I looked up from the machine that was feeding the lyrics and squinted, I could have swore I saw someone at the back of the room that looked familiar. But maybe it was just the lights playing a trick on me.

'Touch me, why do we kill each other slowly?
What can I say, baby, what can I do?
The monster in me loves the monster in you
Hold me, squeeze a little tighter till we can't breathe
What can I say, baby, what can I do?
The monster in me loves the monster in you'

I looked up again, just to make sure I wasn't seeing things, and I saw the person walking closer.

'Monster in me, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh-mmh, eh, eh
Loves the monster in you, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh-mmh, eh, eh'