"Go away." I murmured. "What was that?" he mocked. Staring deep into my eyes, he took another step closer. "W-what are you doing?" I stuttered, I was trapped while he knew his every step. "Can you please just put on a shirt?" "Do you really want me to?" he smirked. "Uh-I.." I couldn't think straight, he closed the gap between us until we were pressed together. "I don't think you really do, love." he whispered in my ear as he trailed kisses from my ear down my jaw. I closed my eyes, unable to resist anymore. "You won't win. Not at this, I won't let you." I struggled to say. "The thing is, I don't lose to anybody, not even you." his eyes blazed. Well, we'll see about that Grayson

"Pfp" - "go away with your fuckboy ass lil puto" This story has so many grammatical errors because I wrote it at 3 in the morning and my human chromosomes weren't functioning. Excuse my idiotic self I do know the difference between 'your' and 'you're' don't read if you have breakdowns with grammar cause girllll im on the verge of deleting this shit cause my grammar pisses me off