the boy looked at you with a glisten in his eyes and you could simply see how much he adored you, you could just tell.
the admiration and inspiration glistened in his eyes and they sparkled as the light flashed in the room. he gave you a soft look, his lips slightly parting simply just to lick his bottom lip.
he took his hand out of his pocket and traced his face, then going upwards and flowing the hand through his fluffy hair.
he was completely and utterly attracted to you. but you, you had a crush on somebody else. precisely, grayson bailey dolan, your best friend.
you and grayson had planned to spend the night together at the movies, but when grayson had walked over to get the tickets, another boy had come over to you.
grayson had yet to look back and see you with him, so you anxiously looked at the boy in front of you.
"what are you going to go see? are you alone?" he questioned, then answering the question before you had the chance to even take in his words, "ugh, nevermind you are alone. i don't see anyone here with you, anyways."
you were about to say something else before the boy wrapped his arm around you, bringing you closer to his chest. you squirmed uncomfortably, trying to get out of the tight grasp he had on you.
"so, love, let's go see a movie, alright?" he asked, not even bothering to listen for an answer, taking your hand and leading you to the exact same line grayson was standing in.
you looked at grayson and saw that he was at the very front of the line, already getting the tickets. you tried your hardest to get out of the boy's grasp, but to no avail.
grayson just so happened to look back at you when you had given up trying to get out of the boy's grasp, seeing you simply in his arms.
grayson's breath hitched as he saw you in another person's arms that weren't his. he was saddened and bothered by it, in fact, he was almost down to tears.
grayson got frustrated, but nonetheless, he walked over to you and him.
grayson crossed his arms, making his arms flex. you blushed simply at the sight of graysom, then realizing that you were indeed in another boy's grasp.
"hey, who's this?" grayson questioned, clenching his jaw at the sight of the boy smirking. before you even got the chance to reply, the boy did, "i'm her boyfriend, why do you ask?"
grayson almost growled at his words, yet he looked at you in the corner of his eyes, seeing you simply standing in the boy's grasp. grayson's heart started hurting, he didn't ever expect this day to come, "i just so happen to be her best friend," grayson replied, his voice almost wavering and cracking. he was trying so hard not to break down at the sight of you and someone else, he thought this night would be about you two.
the boy smirked, replying again, "well, dude, sorry, but there's no room. go talk to her another time."the boy had a smug look on his face, he put a hand on your shoulder. you couldn't take it anymore, you screamed out, ''grayson, he isn't my boyfriend, he came up to me and started being creepy and weird and he grasped me and pulled me here! get off me,'' you spoke, pushing off the boy's hand off of your shoulder, ''hell, i don't even know his name and he doesn't know mine!''
the boy's smug look was wiped off of his face instantly, but he still held your wrist in place, making you unable to leave, ''what do you mean, baby?'' he questioned, trying to bring it back, but he failed completely, now that grayson knew the truth, god help what grayson would do to him. ''say, what's my name?'' you questioned, but the boy never gave an answer.
