𝓡𝓔𝓓 𝓑𝓞𝓦𝓢 || Grayson Hawthorne

I watched Grayson with frustration, my arms crossed over my chest as I confronted him. "When are you going to understand that you can't keep acting like this, Grayson? You always have to be the center of attention, don't you? You always have to do things your way."

He arched an eyebrow, an ironic smile curving his lips. "Oh, and who are you to tell me how to live my life, Amelia? The queen of control and perfection?"

A sudden blaze ignited in my chest. "I hate you, Grayson! I hate you with every fiber of my being!"

"Well, I hate you too, Amelia!" His response was quick, laden with anger and defiance.

A heavy silence settled between us, the air charged with the electricity of our tension. But in an unexpected moment, Grayson took a step forward, his gaze seeking mine with disconcerting intensity.

And then, beneath the glow of the stars that dotted the night sky, Grayson kissed me. It was a fiery kiss, brimming with mixed emotions and repressed desire, a kiss that seemed to defy the universe itself.

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A Grayson Hawthorne fanfic for my Gray girl team. I'm new to this so please don't judge me!