Chapter 11 of 28

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Text Me Back1,188 words~6 min read

9:57pm

"Move your big ass head Alex." Grayson grumbled.

The eight of us, including June who I learned is Landon's girlfriend, are all settling into the living room ready to start a movie. Cami brought out blankets and pillows for everyone. Nova, who had a blanket wrapped around her body including her head, and Damien were sitting suspiciously close to each other on the floor. I would see Damien take several glances at Nova from time to time, I needed to set a reminder to ask what was going on between them. I forget things easily hehe.

Cami was seated right next to Alex, also on the floor, and he had an arm wrapped around her shoulders. "We're not dating," my ass.

*Internal eye roll*

Landon and June were cuddling on the right side of the 'L' shaped couch, while Grayson and I were sitting on the other end. I scooted away from him since I knew he liked his personal space, but my actions just made him frown. He took my left hand in his big one and gently yanked me closer to him. That resulted to everyone smirking a little, Damien scoffed, and I heard someone whisper, "we lost him."

I was in confusion. Who lost who? And who said that? Ugh.

"Words hurt you know." Alex pouted at Grayson, who then rolled his eyes which made me and the girls laugh.

"So, now what do you guys want to watch?" Cami asked.

"Fast and Furious!"

"No! Lets watch The Conjuring."

"Put on Titanic!"

While everyone was shouting out movie suggestions, I leaned towards Grayson's ear and whispered, "Help me make popcorn for everyone." We both got up from our seats and made our way to the kitchen.

"Damn," he mumbled under his breath, "you guys have a hella nice apartment. I thanked and explained to him that Camryn's dad is hella wealthy, but Nova and I still pay for rent though. I put one of the microwave popcorn in the microwave and set it for 3 minutes. I spun around on my heel to face Grayson, he was wearing black workout shorts and a plain white tank top.

Oh my gosh. Look at those muscular arms. I wanna touch it.

I'm drooling.

Its already September and its getting really chilly in New York City, how is he not cold? I'm freezing here with my gray sweatpants and a Columbia University light blue hoodie on.

"You got a little something there," he smirked and reached up to wipe the corner of my mouth his his thumb.

I. AM. LJNWDBEUSVLAERONVEBN. CAN THIS MAN GET ANY HOTTER!

"Oh shut up." I rolled my eyes which made his smirk drop and he glared at me.

Weird...

The microwave beeped, telling me one of the popcorn bag was ready. I used my thumb and pointed finger to grab the corner of the bag. Oo, hot, hot...that's what she said...Bri. Stop that.

I plopped it on the counter, put another popcorn bag in the microwave at 3 minutes, and spun around to get bowls to pour the popcorn in. All while Grayson was seated on a stool staring at me and the loud arguing of our friends were heard from the living room.

I lifted myself onto the counter top, my back to him and patiently watched the popcorn go round and round and round. I heard a scrap on the floor, my head turned to where the sound was and it was Grayson getting up and walking towards me. Oh my...

All of a sudden he was standing in front of me, between my legs. "Don't roll your eyes at me." He stated and I nodded a little.

Grayson stared at my light hazel eyes while I stared at his. His eyes were drop dead gorgeous, well everything about him is drop dead gorgeous but his eyes are something else. His eyes was a striking mixture of a winter gray and an ice blue color, kind of reminding me of winter. And I lo-like winter. I like winter.

"What the fuck are you doing to me, Brielle?" Damn, when guys say your full name while talking to you. Swoon.

His tongue darted out and licked his lips. I wonder how they would feel pressed on mine? Are they soft? Oh my gosh, stop Brielle.

*Internally slaps head*

Grayson then rested his forehead on mine closing his eyes and his hands holding my waist on both sides.

Kinda tickles. Hehehe.

I lifted my finger and traced them on his sharp jawline which had a small stubble. His breath hitched a little and he tighten his hold on me. Then my arms rested on his shoulders and I snuck my hands around the nape of his neck and caressed the soft, curly brown hair. Definitely not permed, phew.

He opened his eyes and leaned his forehead away from mine. His next action startled me.

He rubbed his nose against my nose and then buried his face in my neck for THREE SECONDS.

Oh. Em. Geeeee. When I tell you this man will have my babies. I mean it.

The stupid microwave beeped and Nova stuck her head into the kitchen with a smirk.

"How about you guys get back to the living room, I'll take care of the popcorn." This little bit-

I tried hiding my blush, but Grayson and Nova already caught my red tomato face. He took a step back and held out his hands to help me get off the counter. I said a small thanks and sprinted back to my seat in the living room. Everyone just stared at me weirdly. What?

Our friends settled on Fast and Furious. If we are being completely honest, I was hoping we would watch this. Definitely one of my all time favorite movie.

Grayson sat down really close to me with a huff. I grabbed the blanket that was on the floor and wrapped it around us. I leaned my head onto his shoulder and he leaned his head on top of mine. He took my hand and interlocked our fingers together. He continued to rub the back of my hand with his thumb. Ah, living the dream.

Later Nova came back later with the popcorn, every two people shared one bowl. I shared with Grayson obviously. Everyone got settled in and from time to time I would reach into the popcorn bowl and feed Grayson. He happily accepted them.

On the outside, he's like a big bully but with me he's a big teddy bear that surprisingly like hugs because I'm that special.

*Internally flips hair*

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