Chapter 1

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GRAYSON'S POV

I knock on Jordan's front door and walk in because I'm a regular visitor. As I make my way into the house I look to my right and see a movie playing so I wander into the living room. "Hello Mr. Benka" I waved receiving a "how's it goin Grayson?" We make small talk about the latest sports game and then I hear a cough. "May I?" As I point in the direction of the stairs, "of course!" I returned a smile and headed up to Jordan's room.

JORDAN'S POV

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and I knew that rhythm; it was Gray. I wasn't wearing any makeup or anything just a pair of his lacrosse sweat pants and a band tee with a messy braid. *knocking* Gray walks in and holds up Arizona green tea as if to say 'look what I got'. "Hey babe" I said turning the volume of my TV down. "Hey, how ya feeling?" He says kissing my forehead and giving my puppy Mushu a pat on the head. "A little better" "well that's good," He slides into my bed "what're we watching?" He asks. "Vampire Diaries, duh!"

"Oh, yes, obviously." He smirks. "But now we can watch like a scary movie, or something maybe?" I ask. "Sounds good." He looks over at me.

GRAYSON'S POV

I love the way she shines, even when she doesn't have makeup on. *introduction of movie plays* "So I want to do the boyfriend tag for this weeks video," she looks over to me "are you down, or do I have to drag you?" "Drag me." I say jokingly, she punched me in the arm. "Grayson vs Ethan girlfriend challenge!" The idea popped into my head. "Vanessa and Ethan are going down!" She raised her hand up and I high fived her, realizing we both have an obsession with winning. She got up and went to the washroom when she came back she popped open her Arizona and settled down to watch Insidious 2.


With her leg wrapped around my waist and her head gently rested upon my cheast as she softly snores barely making a sound, I cuddled her. I shortly drifted off to sleep after shutting off her TV and repositioning myself on the bed.


I hear the door creak open and Jordan's dad peak his head into the crack "Sir, I was just leaving." I said nervously. "No its okay Grayson." He whispered back shaking his hand in a vertical motion, I nodded my head into a 'thank you' and then returned back to sleep without a blanket because Jordan has a habit of hogging them.

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