cliché love story (I) - g.d

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first person
part one

i knocked on the front door and her younger sister answers, smiling up at me.

"hi, grayson!" she hugged my waist, she was nine and we were really close, like siblings.

"hey, y/s/n... do you know if y/n's here?" i ask, walking inside and taking my jacket off.

"she's upstairs." she said, going back to her spot on the couch.

i started walking upstairs when i heard a door open and footsteps. i turned the corner and saw her bedroom door half open. when i walked closer i saw she was in a towel, about to take it off, with her hair dripping. her back was facing me and i saw down to her hips before i yelled,

"y/n! oh my god, i'm so sorry!" i covered my eyes and tried grabbing the doorknob, but ended up falling.

"GRAYSON! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" she picked me up with one arm, the other holding her towel up.

"i-" i turned around so i couldn't see her.

"i came to hang out, your sister didn't say you just came out of the shower!" my cheeks started heating up.

"ugh- Y/S/N! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME GRAYSON WAS COMING UPSTAIRS?!" she yelled down to her sister. i giggled.

"y/n, it's okay. she didn't know!" i laughed.

i heard her putting her clothes on behind me and i so badly wanted to turn around.

"okay, you can turn around now." she said. i turned around and saw her with her hair in a low bun, wearing one of my black shirts that she stole and running shorts. she had her glasses on, i never told her but she looks adorable with her glasses on.

"so... did you see me naked?" she asked. my face definitely went red.

"what?! no! of course not! i just saw your back..." i looked into her eyes and she blushed.

she smiled at me and bumped my shoulder with her shoulder, "do i have a cute back?" she asked while biting her lip playfully. i giggled and bumped her shoulder back. "of course."

we both blushed. she leaned in, left a kiss on my cheek, then started walking to her door. i watched her hips sway as she walked down the hall, making me think of her in that towel.

today's gonna be a long day...

to be continued!
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written 04 : 28 : 20

published 06 : 07 : 20

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