2 weeks later you could walk confidently with Grant at your side again, he never left you, you were becoming inseparable, whenever you got locked into the green pools of his eyes, you became completely oblivious to everything that was going on around you; getting lost in his familiar scent.
Over time, you realise that gorgeous is an insult when it comes to Grant.
He isn’t gorgeous. He’s flawless. He’s perfect.
His smooth jaw bones, the way he looks at you with his ocean green like eyes, his perfectly formed body and the way he bit or licked his lips after he spoke. It just made you want to kiss him even more. You didn’t know how any other girl resisted him…
Un-knowingly to you Grant thought the same. The way your silky angelic voice slipped out of your perfectly shaped lips, your elegant ballet dancer like figure, making the simplest actions the most beautiful thing anyone could witness. He didn’t know how every other guy in the world pretended not to see it…
***
Grant had been staying in your room in the night time, but would only ever leave you once you had fallen asleep; he had collected most of his things and placed them also in your room from Sophie and Matt’s place, like clothes and his toothbrush.
Luke had been helping you change and shower, because he insists that Grant waits until the time is right to see you naked, which you all cracked up at hysterically.
He was making you breakfast and you were both boy talking whilst Grant took a shower up stairs.
“I've honestly never seen you so happy babe!” Luke says as he ladles pancake mix into the frying pan. He turns to you and you both share grins.
“Enough about me!” You giggle “How’s Doug? I never see you without your phone anymore!” You tease him and he rolls his eyes chuckling.
“Honestly?” He sighs like he’s dreaming. “Hes… amazing! I cannot wait to see him for real, babe your gonna have to help pick me out an outfit! He says he wants to take me some place special…” He trails off sighing again as you let the Cheshire cat possess your smile.
“I would love to!” You accept his offer as Luke flips a pancake
“Oh I also need to thank Matt big time! He’s a lucky beggar… having friends of Grants standard! I mean Doug is just second to none…” Luke blushes as Grant enters in just his towel.
“Well I'm glad I could be of service!” Grant laughs at Luke’s blush.
“Yeah talking of that… what IS that mark on your neck babe?” Your eyes widen as you realise your concealer hasn’t done its job properly.
You blush extremely deeply as you find yourself lost for words, naturally placing your hand to your neck, covering the love bite that Grant had given you the day before.
“Yeah, about that!” You turn to Grant raising your eyebrows “I'm meeting my parents next week, and my father will literally kill me… soo… no kissing, one week, until this little shit gets off my neck!” Grant raises his eyebrows and Luke gasps.
“OH DAYUM!” Luke shouts “Grant mate, you sooo just got mullered!” You giggle and Luke plates up the pancakes, bringing them up to the table.
“Thanks babe” you say to him as Grant sits down and smirks at you like he means harm.
“You’re gonna regret that babe…” He says licking his lips. Shit. You hadn’t thought about the torturing side…
“Sounds like we’ll be playing each other at the same game…” You say licking your lips back and smirking at him, Luke widens his eyes at your intense staring at each other and plates up the pancakes for you breaking the silence with an abrupt,
“RIGHT! That’s enough of that you two! You teasers! Now eat up before these go cold!”
“Mmm pancakes, my favourite, thanks buddy” Grant says. You spend that whole meal time kicking Grant under the table and giggling as you pretend to over exaggeratedly eat your pancakes as seductively as possible.
Game on. You thought.
The next few hours were torture, you both knew it would be hard, but not THIS hard; let alone the next week.
Grant was speaking to Luke, but every so often he would turn around and bite his lip at you, or blow you a kiss. Seriously?
It was so unfair! It was taking everything in you not to run over there and kiss him right there and then. As funny as you thought it would be to see him suffer, this plan had really back fired.
‘HELP ME’ You texted Sophie and explained the situation.
‘I have an idea… tonight, karaoke night over here – get here at 8, I’ll invite other people… bring your singing voice and a sexy outfit, but don’t tell him It’s for karaoke… we’re going to make him pay for this…’ You grin at your phone screen like a fool and reply immediately.
‘The deal was done before you said it. See you then, oh and don’t worry, I will. Thanks X’. As you look up Grant walks over to you, his shirt undone a few buttons as he rolls his hand throughout his messy hair.
God he looks good.
All sorts of thoughts run through your head making you want to kiss him more, but you kick them aside, watching him intently. You thought he was going to give in, he leans over until he was a few centimetres from your face, his lips so close to yours.
You could feel his warm breath against you and you held your own as he moved and brushes his lips against your cheek.
“Told you, you would regret it…” He whispers in your ear. You rolled your eyes and slapped his arm.
“Just. You. Wait.” You whisper back, raising your eyebrows and smirking at him before he walks away, turning back to Luke and grinning as though they had a secret plan which was paying off.
“You’re not the only one… assholes” You mutter to yourself and stand up. Grant turns his head abruptly to make sure you’re okay.
You sneer and walked out as confidently as you can manage, your leg hurt a lot, but it was a pain you could walk on. You make your way upstairs and slip on a long black fish tail dress on, it wasn’t convenient given your leg; but you weren’t going to let him win that easily.
Smearing on some devilish red lipstick, you make your way downstairs calling to Grant whilst you walk. “Hey babe? Sophie wanted a few people over there tonight just for a little get together, I thought we could go?” You suggest innocently, making sure not to sound mistrustful.
“Yeah, sounds good honey!” You winced at him calling you honey, trying to block it out as you closed your eyes and remembered the feeling of kissing him… craving it again…
OH NO YOU DON’T
you tell yourself sternly.
You walk in smoothly, a smug smile on your face and lean against the wall. “I thought I could wear this? Or… maybe you would care to come and help me pick out a different outfit?” You say in a soft voice. Grant turns around laughing.
“Like I'm gonna fall for…” He stops immediately as he turns and sees you resting against the wall, longing and desire to kiss your ruby red lips in his eyes.
“Too much?” You ask, Grant coughs as though to clear his throat and stutters
“Urm… no-o its urm… wear whatever you want…” He says not catching your teasing eyes as of fear to giving in.
“Damn…” Luke said. “This competitions getting serious..”
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FanfictionYou loved him so much, it wasn't possible for you to part. He cupped your face with his hands and pressed his lips gently against yours before looking into your eyes showing the love and care in them.
