In love with my best friend

Hunger

We started driving and I guess I fell asleep in the car. It happens when I'm stressed out, sort of my bodies way of fixing it self. In other words I turn myself off and turn back on to see if I feel better. Like fixing a cellphone. I woke up in Gray's room, figured he needed the company since his dad got home. If it was his dad that is. I woke up before him and took a shower. It was four o'clock in the morning so I was the only one who was awake or so I thought. I got out and wrapped my body in a towel. I opened Gray's closet and grabbed my bag off the top shelf. We each have on in case we sleep over but sometimes I don't have exactly what I need. My towel fell and I didn't think much of it seeing as I thought I was "alone." I put on my spandex and a bra , stretched, and put on one of Gray's shirts. I stared at myself in his mirror for a little while messing with my hair. I saw Gray sleeping, he looked so peaceful and then I was the smile on his face. 

Izabella: Are you awake?

He made this obnoxious snoring sound. Gray never snored

Izabella: Gray... how long?

Grayson: Long enough to see how beautiful you are?

Izabella: So you saw my towel fall...

Grayson: No, I heard it fall and looked away. 

Izabella: Swear it?

Grayson: I swear, but if I did would it be so bad? 

Izabella: I-I don't know... with the scars and everything 

He walked over to me while I was looking in the mirror

Grayson: What about them? 

He ran his hand up my back tracing the scar with his fingers

Izabella: Gray...

His hands were cold , they always seemed to be so cold. 

Grayson: I'll stop if you want me to

He ran his fingers over every scar, I never even thought about asking him to stop. It bothered me because I knew I wanted more but I couldn't. I never broke a promise and this one meant more than anything but the hunger I had for his body. I turned around and he pulled me closer to him. 

Grayson: Don't be ashamed of what shows you're strong. 

Izabella: How do you see strength when all I see is weakness?

Grayson: I see the truth, I know how you got them and sometimes being a nonviolent fighter, is better than being a violent one. 

Izabella: Do you remember when you asked me what the stars said?

Grayson: Yeah, still wondering to this day.

Izabella: If I told you, If I explained what they said... I'm afraid how you'll react. 

Grayson: I've dealt with the scariest things in life, it can't be that bad. 

Izabella: It's not bad, it's actually really good in a way. But it means more. 

Grayson: Tell me whenever you're ready 

Izabella: Okay, I guess we should start getting ready for the day. 

Grayson: I think we've got a little more time. 

He kissed me and we just stood there. Once he had to get in the shower I just sat in his bed on my phone. I got a news article about a singer getting shot. Out of pure curiosity I had to look. A girl named Madison Wilde more formally known as "Star." Someone was shooting at Star. A shooting star, it wasn't what I meant in so many words. But it was a clear sign that it was him. Atlas was my teddy, who was Gray's dad. The more I thought about it the more I realized he planned all of this from the beginning. Started saying "Call me Teddy" when I was two or three. And to find him we had to use the Teddy bear he gave Gray. I heard the door open and looked up and Gray came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Barely holding on, clinging to the water on his body. I just stared enjoying the view