grayson dolan imagines

school w him

i opened my locker, taking the books i needed and put them in my backpack. just as i was about to close my locker and walk away, two arms wrapped around me, making me nearly jump out of my skin.

"hi baby."

"jeez gray, you can't do that!" i playfully slapped his arm, shut my locker, and turned around to face him.

"sorry," he whispered, leaning in just as the warning bell rang.

"uh! we gotta go!" i patted his chest and walked down the hall to our class.

once we finally got there, just in time, we sat in our assigned seats, which just so happened to face each other, so we both had a clear view of the other person.

i pulled out my notebook and pencil, ready to get started.

right as the teacher started his lecture, i felt my phone buzz underneath my leg. i looked down and checked it to see a text from grayson. i rolled my eyes, but opened the message.

grayson<3: you look so cute all concentrated and shii

i blushed, turning off my phone and moving my focus to grayson, who was already staring at me. he blew me a kiss, and i pretended to catch it and put it in my pocket. (a/n harry styles does this a lot lmao🥺)

"okay, i need help passing out papers. who wants to do it for me?" mr. harris asked, and of course grayson was the first person to raise his hand.

he got the papers and walked around the classroom, saving me for last.

he set the sheet on my desk, lingering around me for longer than needed.

"mr. harris? y/n wants me to help her on this, is that okay?" i dropped my jaw and went to say 'no', but mr. harris cut me off.

"of course. just pull your chair up beside her and get to work!"

so he did just that.

"truth is, i forgot my notes. let me copy yours?" i groaned quietly and looking over at grayson, an innocent smile plastered on his sweet face.

"you suck." i mumbled, pulling out my notes.

"you love me though." he smirked.

after class, we walked hand-in-hand to my locker. he stood behind me, waiting patiently.

his friends approached us, and they're all so chill, i even have made friendships with some of them.

"hey y/n!" most of them ignored grayson, hugging me and doing our handshakes.

"okay, yo, she's mine. back off." grayson pushed them back before carrying a conversation with them.

"gray," i pulled lightly on his sweatshirt sleeve. he turned his focus to me immediately, his eyes softening.

"i gotta go." i whispered.

"kay, let me say bye then i'll walk you out." i nodded as he did his 'bro stuff' as he likes to call it sometimes.

"bye guys!" i waved to all of them before we walked out to my car.

"alright, i'm coming over later for a study date, yeah?" i nodded, tossing my bag into my car.

i turned around just as he gently pushed me against the car and roughly yet sweetly attaching his lips to mine. one hand was on my waist while the other was pressed against the car near my head.

"what was that for?"

"well, first of all, i gotta tell my baby goodbye somehow. secondly, that was to make up for the lack of kisses today." he fake pouted. i scrunched my nose, pulling my hand up to caress his cheek.

"you so cute." i said, making his genuine smile appear.

"god, you make me so happy!" he yelled, picking me up and spinning me around. i squealed quietly, and when he put me back down neither of us seemed to be able to look away from each other.

"so...i'll see you later?" he tool his hand in mine, rubbing it with his thumb.

"of course."

published aug 27 2020