Chapter 19

That Kiss Though (Grayson and Terry)

Chapter Nineteen: Friends.

Terry's POV

SMACK! I watch as Grayson grabs the side of his face in pain. He closes his eyes and hides his face in between his thighs. I cover my mouth so that my laughter won't be heard. I run to the kitchen trying to calm myself down. We have been at Emily's apartment for an hour doing absolutely nothing. Since I was bored, I decide to take on the proposition he suggested about two weeks ago.

"I guess I deserved that." I hear Grayson as he make his way into the kitchen, while rubbing his face.

"It is going to be fun being friends with you." I say going over to him. I turn his head to the side to see the pink printed hand on his cheek; it wasn't that bad.

"You're worth it." He says moving his face back right in front of my face. I look into his beautiful brown eyes trying to tell myself to just walk away, but I can't.

"I don't know what to do now." I confess to him. No matter how hard I try to lie to him, it doesn't work.

"Now, we hang out." Grayson grabs my hand and pulls me into the living room. We sit on the couch side by side; thigh to thigh.

"So how is business?" I say starting a conversation.

"Good. Everyday I'm making more money, making talented singers famous, and most importantly decreasing a chance of untalented people to become  famous." He says proudly.

"Good for you."

"What about you? How is Terry doing?"

"Sure.... Because you didn't hire someone to keep watching me constantly."

"What?!...."

"He is everywhere. I have to be stupid to not notice."

"That maybe the case, but I don't know what's going on with you personally."

"True. Well, I'm graduating in December."

"What?! Terry that's amazing! Congrats!"

"I know. It's pretty big."

"You get to have New York." Grayson says rubbing the side of my arm in excitement.

"Actually I'm staying in LA."

"Why?"

"Because, I love LA."

"You hate LA."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do! What's going on?"

"Nothing!"

"Friends tell each other things."

"Who are we kidding Grayson. We are not friends!" I stand up in anger. I want him! I have tried to play this friendship game, but it's not working. We almost had sex like three days ago. The past two weeks everyday we met, we made out like there was no tomorrow. It makes me hate myself wanting someone who hurt me so badly. Before I could continue, the door opens revealing Emily who seems a little bit  irritated.

"Friends should sleep in other beds!" Emily sings on top of her voice, off key might I add.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask her in confusion but get ignored.

"And friends shouldn't kiss me like you do!" She continues.

"Emily, please stop!" Grayson covers his ears.

"And I know that there's a limit to everything." She sings even louder.

"What is happening?" I ask going over to Grayson who hugs me tight.

"But my friends won't love me like you." What is she singing?

"I'm begging you to stop!"

"No, my friends won't love me like you do."

"The horror!" Grayson screams dramatically.

"Oh my friends will never love me like you!!" Emily finishes off her little performance with a look of pride.

"Is it over?" I ask getting out of Grayson's embrace.

"Yeah I think its safe to come out now." Grayson releases me from him arms.

"What the hell was that, Emily?" I ask.

"That was the anthem to your relationship. You can't be friends with someone who you are madly in-love with." She explains.

"Terry?" Grayson asks turning me around to face him.

"What?"

"Do you want to get back together?" He asks placing his arms around my torso.

"I thought we were already together." I smile at him. "I can't just pretend that we have nothing. I want you, Grayson."

"Good. Because I want you too. But you have to know that Sharon will come full swinging with everything she has." He explains.

"I know. I will be ready." I lean forward on my tiptoes and press my lips against his. He moves his arms to my back and down to my ass. Grayson moves his leg in between my thighs causing our members to grind against each other. I release a gasp from the action and he uses this moment to plunge his tongue into my open mouth. I try to stop myself because Emily is still in the room, but every time I push him away Grayson groans and kisses me harder.

I soon choose not to give a shit about Emily and decide to enjoy the kiss that is causing my whole body to burn as Grayson let his mouth claim me. I grab a full fist of hair at the back of his head pulling him  closer to me, like that's even possible. His arms grip my thighs as he pushes me upwards. I wrap my legs around his waist wanting to close any gaps that are between us.

Finally breaking our lips apart, Grayson starts trailing kisses on my cheek then to my neck. Before I know it he is moving and walking towards the couch I'm assuming since I can't see shit. As he continues to suck on my sweet spot, I feel my body being lowered gently onto the couch. With my legs still tight around him, I  start unbuttoning his shirt so that I can feel his skin. His chest is quite defined meaning he must work out a lot.

Grayson leans towards me, strong hands of his roaming up my sides, and across my nipples. That feels so fucking good! Grayson notices my reaction to him touching my nipples, because after that he breaks our kiss and plants his tongue on my nipple, licking and flicking until I had to grit my teeth to keep from groaning.

"As hot as this is, like I said before I don't like having certain fluids on my couch." Emily says breaking the heated moment between Grayson and I. We both look at her with a glare.

"You could have left." Grayson says with a growl.

"This is my apartment." Emily says crossing her arms.

"I thought you wanted us to be together, well... We are trying to." I say motioning in between Grayson and I.

"Forget it babe. I don't want our first time to be here anyway." Grayson gives me a peck on the lips and gets up to button his shirt. "I will figure out something, okay?"

"Do you have to go somewhere?" I ask noticing his rush.

"Yeah. Business things, and I think Sharon will start to notice that I've been gone long." Grayson collects his things and gets ready to leave.

"Okay, then. I'll see you later." I say giving him a small kiss and watching him go. After about an hour of just lingering around Emily's apartment, I decide that it's time to go home.

By the time I get home it is almost 7 O'clock in the evening. I walk into my apartment finding Danny pacing back and forth.

"Are you okay?" I ask startling Danny who practically jumps out of his skin.

"Where have you been?!" Danny yells in my face.

"I was out. Is everything okay?" I ask.

"Your dad." He whispers but it is audible.

"What about my dad?" I ask getting nervous.

"He called, and said you should call him back. He sounded very shocked and hurt." Danny explains. I take out my phone and call my dad. I hope nothing is wrong.

"Hello?" I hear my dads voice owning through the phone.

"Dad?! Is everything okay?" I ask hoping whatever it is, isn't that bad.

"They took my house. I have been fired. Terry, I don't know what to do." My dad cries into the phone.

"Dad! Who took the house?" I ask in confusion.

"I don't know! I bought that house! The house is mine yet they said it's been bought. Who does that?" My dad explains.

"Where are you now?"

"I'm staying at a motel. They said some rich person bought the entire neighborhood." My dad says.

"Maybe you should come here to Cali." I suggest rubbing my temple in frustration.

"You think that's a good idea?"

"Dad... It's only me and you. I don't want to constantly be worrying about you."

"I don't think LA is a good idea bud."

"Why not?"

"That's your space."

"Dad! You are homeless!" I try to reason with him.

"You are about to take on your last semester in college. You don't need your dad distracting you."

"Because you being homeless is not a distraction." I say with sarcasm.

"Just concentrate on school. I'll figure everything out. When I called you earlier, I was prepared to come to LA but now I've thought about it. It's not a good idea."

"What is happening?" I ask with tears coming down my face.

"I don't know Terry, but I will talk to you later. I just need to figure out what I will do next." Dad hangs up the phone leaving me in tears.

"That bitch!" I scream almost throwing my phone across the room but thank God I stop myself.

"What happen?" Danny asks.

"Sharon. She's coming after my dad." I say the same time a knock comes through the door. With anger, I go to open the door without seeing through the peephole who it might be.

"What?" I ask after opening the door forcefully.

"Well if it isn't precious Berry?" I come face to face with the serpent herself; Sharon.

"It's Terry." I answer with hesitation.

"Like I give a shit. I only came here to warn you." She states. "You think you are smart, but I'm always one step ahead. I will destroy you. Everything that you care about, everything that you own, will vanish in thin air. Got it?"

"Why? Why don't you want us to be happy?" I ask the bitch.

"You want me to let my son be with someone like you?" She asks looking at me like I'm disgusting. "I've made my point Perry." She turns around and heads for the elevator.

"It's Terry!" I scream after her.

"Again, like I give a shit." The elevator doors closes leaving me and my wondering thoughts.

"Wow! Talk about a cold hearted bitch." Danny says pushing me out of the way to close the door.

"There has to be something." I begin.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"There has to be a reason why she hates me. It can't just be about me not having money or the amazing reputation, it's something bigger."

"Maybe."

"Danny think about it? Sharon has been MIA in Grayson's life for like a long time. He starts dating me and boom! She shows up."

"Coincidence?"

"No way. There is something about me that pisses her off. I just need to find out what it is."

"Good luck with that. In the mean time, I'm going to Jim for some Netflix and chilling." Danny says grabbing his phone and keys.

"Just say you are going to fuck."

"Saying Netflix and chill makes me not sound like a craving dick whore." Danny say honestly.

"Sweetie, you're always a whore either way." I say rubbing his back.

"I fucking hate you!" Danny says yanking my arm way from him. He gets out and slams the door behind me.

Sharon Hughes, why the fuck do you hate me so much?

Just a small chapter, nothing much.

(Graduation week. My brain has been fried!)

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