β Please, please... just listen to me. β he pleaded softly, hand reaching out to take a gentle hold of my wrist. Eventually, I turned my head around to look at him, my eyes locking in with his. Those usually dark stones were now glimmering a lighter brown and were so filled with emotion, melancholy, and longing.
β What more could you possibly have to say? β I asked in a mere whisper, voice breaking a little bit as the delicate rain from the evening skies fell on the both of us, Grayson now appearing to have small droplets of water scattered on his slightly messy hair.
He sighed shakily, a puff of mist escaping his lips, β I feel your absence in everything that I do, everywhere that I go. I can't stand to be away from you any longer... and it hurts, knowing how much I ache for your presence. β I turned around to face him fully, and with caution, he brought his hands to cup the sides of my face. β We've only just met and yet it feels like I've known you for a lifetime... π ππ°π·π¦ πΊπ°πΆ, ππΆπ―πͺπ±π¦π³. β
β Cut! β shouted the director on the other side of the scene. The rain stopped, the lights turned back on, and the director was furious. β Damnit, Gray, you used the wrong name! β
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