Invasion • Grayson Dolan

15 - night sky

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I felt myself becoming nervous as Grayson wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me tightly under the night sky. We've been in this comforting position for almost five minutes and I'm honestly not complaining.

"Let's go inside they must be wondering where we are," Grayson looked at me in the eye as one hand was playing with my hair, the other one on my waist, dangerously low.

I mentally pouted at the loss of contact when he stood up, but just decided to go with it. As soon as we walked inside, we heard cries.

"I'm so sorry!" I heard. Grayson and I looked at each other confused. We walked closer and closer to the kitchen, the sound of the cries growing louder the closer we get there.

As soon as Grayson and I looked inside the room, we saw John, Hunter and Carson all hugging each other.

They were all crying and hugging each other tightly. "What's happening?" Grayson whispered in my ear, trying not to ruin their moment.

"Carson and Hunter's 'long lost' brother is John," tears escaped my eyes.... tears of happiness.

Grayson's eyes widened as his face reddened. "Carson would come to me every night-" Grayson spoke.

"He would tell me how much he wished he didn't mess up. How he wanted to look for his brother but never got the chance because of all of this Mafia business. We never got a break," Grayson bit his lip, trying to prevent it from quivering.

"Let's just do it, what's holding us back," I chuckled and grabbed Grayson's hand.

Grayson and I hugged Carson, Hunter and John, we were taking up half the kitchen with this group hug.

We all laughed and then untangled ourselves from the hug. I grabbed John by the wrist and said, "I'm so proud of you."

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"And that's the plan," Grayson explained as I left the bathroom after brushing my teeth. I sit on my bed sighing, "this Dallas case thing makes me want to kill myself."

"Why?" He chuckled. "I don't know, I'm just tired of all of this, but at least we're gonna have fun," I laughed.

He raised an eyebrow but I just decided to ignore it. "Okay we need to get to bed so that we can get ready in the morning for this mission," Grayson closed the lights.

I covered myself with the cozy blanket as my tired eyes started to get heavy.

This week was a long ass week. First, I wore a different color shirt which is weird as hell. Second, I opened up to someone for the first time. Lastly, John found his brothers.

My mind is full of questions, but there's one questions I ask myself constantly.

Do I like Grayson?