felt alone in his arms; E.D

0.12

A u t u m n ( f l a s h b a c k )

I scouted my way through the crowds of intoxicated people, looking for someone I knew. I held my cup of whiskey to my heart. This was the first ever party I had been too.

My eyes darted around the place as the music seeped through my ears. People stood in the corner making out, others stood arguing while others stood dancing with their friends.

I glanced over at Ethan, he was dancing with a girl, holding her close by the waist. She had pretty blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes.

The stereotypical pretty bitch.

My eyes faced the floor as I downed my whiskey trying to remove any things I had felt towards him, just for the night.

I watch his hands travel from her waist to her ass, making me gulp.

"He's just a dumb boy" I mumble to myself, storming through the crowd.

"Pretty dress, compliments your assets" I heard a familiar voice whisper deeply in my ear, GRAYSON!!

I rolled my eyes and giggled at him, slowly dancing with him.

Occasionally, I turn my head and glance at Ethan, feeling my heart ache a little more.

Tonight was going to be a couple of my firsts.

Grayson's eyes stared at me in pure admiration. Smiling at me with a subtle grin.

Grayson's vision shifted from me to Ethan, his eyes going bold. With no hesitation I turned around. He had the girl pinned against the wall and he was making out with. I felt my 15 year old heart shatter into a trillion pieces.

"Fuck" my voice muffled by tears.

I ran outside the house, into the back garden trying to catch any breath I could. I looked at the bare land and sobbed fighting amongst the many tears.

"Don't cry" I heard Grayson's soft voice soothing me as he wiped away the tears.

I held him in a strong embrace, letting out all my tears at once.

"I need you to get me out of here" my muffled voice begged.

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"Get some rest" Grayson soft voice told me as he planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Please stay" my quiet and broken voice asked. His eyes looked at me with the most broken eyes ever.

He didn't say anything as he crawled into bed with me.

"I hate parties" I giggled as I cuddled up to him.

"I hate them just as much as the next person too"

I stared at Grayson in silence, looking for his eyes to his lips. The silence comforted me in ways I didn't know where possible. His hands travelled to my waist as he pulled me closer.

Giving me slight goosebumps, I giggled a little.

"Why are you giggling" his voice was deep.

I felt my cheeks turn bright red. As I gazed up, I noticed how close we were. How many centimetres we were apart.

My lips parted softly as I looked at him, his doing the same.

His lips slowly connected to mine making my stomach churn, his lips were plump and smooth.

I felt his grip harder on my waist making me squeal a little.

"Shh baby I got you" he mumbled through the kiss making me burn a brighter colour.

His hands slowly travelled down my back, landing softly on my ass.

I let out a little squeak, I had never been intimate with someone. I pulled away from the kiss.

"What's wrong" he asked.

"I've never kissed someone before, let alone got intimate with someone"

He smiled at my honestly and pulled me closer into another kiss, his hand still placed where it was before.

"You've kissed someone now" he winked as he kissed my collarbones.

a/n really just felt like they needed history