Grayson leaves the closet to talk to the agency for the flights.
He leaves me wondering why he left the room tho?!I start packing my things since we're going to Bora Bora for real!
I chose my best bikinis, I take my tank tops, t shirts, shorts, skirts and two long dresses.
I know that I don't need all these clothes, but I know that if I can't choose between a lot of clothes I get nervous, and I don't want that to happen.I throw all the clothes on the floor, open my lagguege and start placing them in an accurate way into it.
I scan them before I fold them, to make sure they are not ruined or dirty.After 10 minutes I am half way done and Grayson comes in the room. And rests his shoulder on the door frame.
"we got the tickets and the house"
"you rented a house?
" yeah, I did"he smiles.Those teeth, those lips...his facial hair is growing around them, since he didn't shave. I start remembering about the moment when the song by Calum Scott played while we were dancing. He kissed me and till the end of the song I felt his lips and his beard tickling my face. I didn't really notice that in the moment because his lips fly me to the moon and I forget that there is a whole galaxy around us...that's something that I hate.
I want Grayson, I want his lips and his body, his touch, but the fact that I forget who I am when I'm around him makes me go crazy.
I based my whole life on trying to control my body and what my head says, I stopped my heart in order to not hurt myself, but Grayson is making me loose my control and I don't know how long I can stand it. I need the control of everything back and when I'll really feel the need to go back to how it was before him, I'll ruin things because that's how it all works in my life."can I see it?" I snap into reality.
"nah, girl. That's a surprise" he jokes pointing his index finger in the air like a girl.
"sooooo teasing" I roll my eyes.
He giggles and looks at the floor.
"are you taking all those things?" he asks with and eyebrow up and his eyes wide open.
"mmmmmmhhhh, yeah?" I say giving him and unsure smile.
"wow"
"I have to pack my make up and shoes too" I awkwardly say.
"oh sweet jesus" he looks at me.
"sorry" I look down at the clothes that are still on the floor.
"don't worry princess, I am joking" he places his soft hand on my cheek. I think that Grayson is talking for real... I understand the way people talk through their eyes and he was not kidding.His touch softens my soul and I feel like my body just started floating.
I hate this...stop it.
"no, you were not"
"you are right, I was not, but that's fine anyway"
I feel like Grayson knows that I can see through his eyes and understand things even without any word.
"I like the'princess' thing" I smile, not really meaning that...I do like it but I don't want to get used to that. Why did I say that?
"I like baby girl or babe better" he jokes.
"if it is you, I guess it is fine" I rise an eyebrow with a smirk on my face.
He smiles.The music is still playing from the stereo that is on the ceiling.
After 10 minutes the clothes are all placed in my lagguege.
"oh, I forgot to tell you to bring something to wear for a special occasion" he has a smirk on his face now.
"uuuhhh. I'll surprise you than!!" I joke.
I look at the dresses I have and choose the one that I know for sure will drive him crazy.
I take it, fold it, trying to hide it in my hand for him not to see it.
"I'll go take my make up"I enter my bathroom and reach my make up place.
The pink marble of the furniture is basically covered by all the make up.
"hooooooly shit, I didn't see this bathroom" Gray looks around the room.
"do you like it?"
"oh, I love it. I wuold live in here. I mean, it is a marble bathroom"
"a black marble bathroom" I correct him, giggling.
"I love your house" he jokes while he poses in front of the mirror on the wall, just like a bi**h(make up place)
I look at him, trying not to laugh, but I just give up. I can't hold it.
"you wuold be a great bi**h if you were a girl"
"yeah, I wuold look so damn hot" he licks his lips in a sassy way.
"stop it" I laugh.Since I met Grayson things got to be different in my life. I don't want this. I don't want my life to change.
Most of the people wuold want to be happy, but I don't like it.
I don't like when my happiness depends on people that don't even know me.
I like being alone and feeling sadness. It makes my life different.I stop packing my things and the time around me stops. My mind starts traveling back and I remember a little kid.
The little kid came back from school. She didn't like taking the bus, her house was 10 minutes away from school and she used that time to be alone. She wanted to avoid to go back home. When that kid had to go back home she used to search a way to make the time fly fastly, so that she could be away from her family.
But nothing ever stopped her from going back home.
The garden of her house was the place where she took a moment to compose herself and get in that hell.
Her eyes were always watering when she had to do it.
"it's gonna be just 5 minutes, after that you can go back to your world and the pain will get away with the thoughts. It works like that Hailee. Your body hurts, than the pain gets lighter and it becomes only a memory" that's what she used to say to comfort herself.
Her house was the place where hands touched her body. Bruises that marked her mind left her body.
That's why that kid doesn't want to smile anymore.
She knows how to handle pain, but happiness...happiness is something that she doesn't know how to control."I can't help it. I look way too good" he keeps on joking.
I laugh again and keep on placing my make up in my make up bag.
"you like wearing make up?" he asks playing with a palette of eyeshadow.
"yeah, a lot. I used to do my friends make up before" he nods with his head"how long are we going to stay?" I ask.
" 5 days, so we can be back for the Weekend"
"fine" I say back while I check if I forgot something.
"when are we going to pick Jack up"
"at 12.00 a.m."
"fine"he says looking at me in the mirror "oh, I was thinking...since I have to pack my things too, what if after picking Jack up we buy something to eat what Jack wants to and we eat at mine with Ethan too? "
" yeah, fine by me" I turn to face him.
YOU ARE READING
My Philophobia G.D.
RandomA girl that doesn't believe in love meets a boy that can't stop making her fall in love. Will she be able to tell him he started feeling love for him? Let's see. #3graysondolanfanfic #2dolantwinsfanfiction