The Cliff || Grayson Dolan

"Who are you?" I questioned him. "Grayson." He slightly smirked at me. "Why are you on my cliff?" I put my hand on my hip while I motioned around. "Do you own this cliff?" Grayson tested me. "I come here everyday." I rolled my eyes. "So do I." He raised his prominent eyebrows at me. "So answer my question. Do you own...