Rose
I was sitting on the couch in the living room, binge watching the Originals, when suddenly the door bell rang.
I pause on a smirking Klaus
"This better be good" I grumbled before walking to the door and looking through the peephole.
When I saw who it was, I began to smile before stopping myself, and swung the door open
"What are you doing here?"
He held up two pans "Mom thought you were stopping by and made extra food. When I told her you weren't coming, she ordered me to come here and have dinner with you"
The delicious smelled wafted to my nose "What's in the pans?"
"Let me come in and I'll tell you"
"Tell me first and I'll decided if your worthy enough to come in"
He jiggled the pans "The top is Green Chile Enchiladas with homemade rice and beans and the bottom Flan"
"You can come in" I opened the door wider
He flashed me a grin "Where do you want these?"
"On the Kitchen Island"
We walked the kitchen together and I quickly grabbed the changer before resuming my show
"What are you watching..." he started but I shushed him, not wanting him to interrupt Klaus' awesome tirade
When the scene shifted to one of the other character's, I paused the show again and drifted through the kitchen to grab plates, utensils, and some drinks.
"Can I talk now?" Greyson smirked at me
"Yes"
"What was that about?" he nodded toward the T.V.
I handed him a plate "You do not interrupt Klaus Mikaelson"
He wrinkled his nose "I like the other brother better, you know, the one with the Witch Wife. He seems like a cool dude to hang out with"
My mouth dropped open "You watch the Originals?"
"Sometimes" he grinned "When Eva comes over with Kenna to visit my Mom"
I raised an eyebrow "And you actually watch it with her?"
"I told you, not all the time" he nodded to the T.V "But I watched it enough to figure out what's going on"
I just stared at him and he started shifting in his seat "What?"
"Nothing" I shook my head "I just didn't think you would actually watch it"
He raised an eyebrow "I never took you as a Sexist Rose"
"And I never took you as a fan of the Supernatural shows"
He sat straighter "Oh, I'm a big fan of any type of shows that have to do with the unexplained. Especially, Werewolves"
"Why Werewolves?"
"Because they're awesome" he looked at me, fidgeting in his seat "Speaking of Werewolves..."
"I'M HOME!!" The front door slammed shut and my Aunt walked in the living room, trying but failing to put her keys in her purse "You wouldn't believe the day I had Rose..."
"Hello Ms. Jesse..." Grey greeted but trailed off when my Aunt's head shot up.
When she saw him, a smile graced her face but she quickly wiped it away and her expression became neutral.
"Hello Greyson" she looked at me "Am I interrupting?"
I shook my head "No, we were just eating something before we started studying"
"Oh" she said in a somewhat disappointing tone before perking up "In that case, I'll leave you be"
"You don't have too" I called out
She waved me off "No, No. It's okay. I might just take a nap before I have to pick up your Uncle"
"He's coming home tonight?"
She nodded "Well... have fun you two!"
She disappeared and Greyson shot up "Do you want seconds?"
I shook my head and gestured to my half empty plate "I'm good"
He smiled and went to the kitchen "Be right back"
I nodded and as soon as he was out of earshot, my Aunt poked her head in and started fanning her face.
My eyes widened and I shooed her away
She shook her head and started making kissy faces
I groaned and put my face in my hands
Suddenly my phone buzzed
Jesse: How cute! You two are having an early dinner! When did you guys become a couple?
Me: WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!
Jesse: Well...How was I supposed to know? 🤷🏻♀️ It didn't look like that to me
I glared at her and she snickered
Me: GO AWAY!!!
Jesse: I swear to God Rose, if there were boys like him in my time, I wouldn't be with your Uncle
Me: If you don't go away, I'll tell him what you said
Jesse: Go ahead and tell him. He told me the other day that he couldn't believe he was marrying someone that wasn't his usual type
I paused
Me: He told you that?
Jesse: Yeah, that's why he left on his trip early
Me: But you told me...
Jesse: I know what I told you but I really didn't want to rehash the argument. Plus, I'm pretty sure you didn't want to hear me ranting and calling your Uncle every name in the book.
Me: Well if he deserved it...
She laughed out loud and I heard Greyson's footsteps walking back toward me
"GO AWAY" I mouthed before pointing toward the kitchen
She made one finally kissy face before scurrying away just in time for Greyson to sit back down.
I smiled at him and he looked at me weirdly
"What?" I asked
"Why do you look like that?"
I touched my face "Like what?"
"Like you've been caught doing something you weren't supposed to be doing"
I laughed nervously "You're imagining things"
I jumped up and grabbed my plate before walking toward the kitchen "Oh, would you hear that, the Flan's calling my name!"
"But you hardly ate!" he called out
"I ate enough" I called back "Besides, that Flan's been calling my name since you arrived"
"Do you want me to cut it?" he asked and I backtracked to the table in surprise
What I found was very surprising.
There, at my kitchen table, sat a blushing and unsure Greyson
"What did you say?" I asked him, unsure of what I just heard
He glanced at me before looking away "Well...Uh...In my house, Uh...My Dad usually serves my Mom her dessert and tea before they watch T.V. together"
My heart melted even more and I smiled
"Well, if you're done eating than I wouldn't mind if you helped me"
He jumped up and grabbed his plates "I'm stuffed"
I followed him, smiling at his cuteness
He paused and looked back at me "Are you sure you don't want to sit down and finish watching your show while I cut this?"
"Nah, I'm okay" I shook my head "Besides, it's recorded so I can finish watching it whenever I want"
"If your sure" he smiled and I couldn't help but smile back
"I'm sure"
He grabbed the flan from the fridge and I grabbed a few plates and a knife
"Is this served with anything else? Coffee? Tea?"
"My Mom loves to drink tea with her flan and my Dad likes to eat his with Coffee. I suggest eating it with whatever you prefer"
"Is it bad to say I don't prefer either of those options?" I leaned against the counter, watching as he cut perfect little pieces
He side-eyed me "You don't like Coffee or Tea? What kind of Monster are you?"
I rolled my eyes "I like Coffee and Tea just fine. I just don't like drinking them with my desserts. I prefer water"
His nose wrinkled "Water? With Flan?"
He handed a plate to me and then leaned against the counter, watching me eagerly
I eyed him
"What?" he asked
"Why are you watching me?"
He grinned sheepishly "I don't know"
"Weirdo" I took a bite of flan and was heavenly surprised
The surprise must have shown on my face because he beamed excitedly
"You like it?"
I nodded "Tell your Mom that she is a cooking Goddess"
He stood straight "Does that mean I'm a cooking Goddess?"
"I said your Mom not you"
"Well, what if I said that my Mom didn't cook this"
I paused and looked him straight in the eye "You did not cook this. I know for a fact"
He leaned close to me, so close that I was overwhelmed with his cologne.
Now, normally, girls would swoon over a guy that bathes in his cologne because they like the way it smells but for me, I get nauseous when guys drench themselves in the stuff.
Now don't get me wrong, I like a nice smelling guy
What I don't like is a guy that wears more perfume than me
I pushed him back and sidestepped to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.
"How do you know I didn't cook it?"
"Because" I shut the fridge door and shivered "Remember the last time you tried cooking?"
He grimaced "Rose, that was a year and a half ago"
"Yeah, and that's exactly how long I was sick after I ate your cooking"
I remember it like it was yesterday...
It started out just like today, expect unlike today, I was actually sick when Greyson showed up on my front doorstep.
I remember that day for a multitude of reasons, one being that it was the first time that I was severely sick.
Another being...well...I'll get into that in a second.
"Ugh..." I groaned and pulled the covers tighter around me as I shuffled to get to the front door "Why are people so annoying"
I threw open the door and poked my head out to meet a grinning Greyson.
I shot him a dirty look but his grin just stretched further
"What do you want?" I asked before coughing like crazy "Shouldn't you be in school?"
He shrugged "You weren't there so I left"
I rolled my eyes, suppressing another cough "How will you ever graduate with that kind of attitude? Are you going to leave school every time I'm sick?"
He grinned and nodded "Pretty much"
I was about to reply before I felt a tickle in my throat and started another round of a coughing fit.
He poked me in my head softly "Let me in, it's cold out here"
I shook my head "Nuh uh. My dads not home and I don't particularly like you enough to let you into my home"
He frowned "Why isn't your dad home?"
I blinked, confused by his question "What? I don't understand your question"
He asked the question again, but slower, trying to make me comprehend "Why isn't your dad home to take care of you? You're too sick to be home alone"
I looked away, wondering the same thing "I'm not a baby. I'm old enough to take care of myself"
"Rosabella, you're not fine" He caught my chin, forcing me to look into his pretty eyes "Let me in. I can at least make a decent can of soup"
I sighed, hoping that he would get the hint and leave. I just wasn't in the mood for him or his antics today.
And trust me, there will be antics.
There always is when Greyson Green is involved
But sadly, the stubborn mule was not moving
"Okay" I muttered quietly
"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you over all this noise" he grinned
I narrowed my eyes "Liar, this is the quietest street in the whole town"
He shrugged and nudged me out of the way so he could fit his abnormal tall frame through the door.
I begrudgingly let him though "I am so going to regret this"
He grinned and grabbed my hand, making me feel oddly warm and cozy "Come on Sugar plum. Let's go make some soup"
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"Bon Appetite" he said proudly as he presented me a bowl of soup with crackers.
I rolled my eyes "It's canned soup. A monkey could make it"
He pouted "But I took extra care to make sure it was just right" he dramatically looked away "I thought I did pretty good for a guy that's never touched a stove in his life"
I felt bad
I mean, he did drive all this way to help me. The least I could do was give the poor guy a break.
"I'm sorry Greyson" I said in a quiet voice "I appreciate you coming here and taking care of me"
He grinned "I know. I was just messing with you"
"Jerk"
He laughed "Now eat up shortie, you need all the strength you can get"
I narrowed my eyes and took a bite
"How is it" he asked
I smiled around the tasteless and watered down soup "It's great Greyson"
He narrowed his eyes "What's wrong. I know that smile"
"Nothing's wrong" I took another bite and grimaced
"Let me taste it" he demanded
I shook my head and continued to eat the soup"This is mine. Get your own, besides you'll get sick"
"I made it" he pointed out "Plus, I don't care about getting sick"
He paused and then grinned "Maybe if I do get sick, you can come play nurse for me"
My mouth dropped open in shock and it was enough of a distraction for him to swipe the bowl and take a bite of the soup.
As soon as he tasted it, he spit it back into the bowl
"Ewe" I wrinkled my nose
"This tastes like sh..." he started but then stopped when I put my hand over his mouth
"No cursing in my house or I'll throw your butt out"
"Why didn't you tell me it was flavorless?"
I blushed "I didn't want to hurt your feelings more than I already did. Besides, it wasn't that bad, My taste buds are just off"
"It tasted like water" he deadpanned
I shrugged "I have no taste buds right now. It tasted okay to me"
He sighed and made his way from the opposite side of the kitchen Island to where I was sitting.
I was thoroughly surprised when he threaded his hands through my hair and tilted my head back to meet his eyes.
"Rose, don't be afraid to tell me your true feelings. Trust me, nothing you can say will ever make me hate you"
I took in his details, blushing slightly when I realized how handsome he has become.
To me he was always the cutest out of his family, even cuter than his own twin, but now I realize just how much he has changed.
He went from being adorably cute to straight up handsome
"SNAP OUT OF IT ROSE" I thought to myself "It's only a side effect from the medicine"
"I'm..." I paused when I realized he was waiting for me to answer "I don't like to hurt people's feelings. Even if they annoy the heck out of me"
I gave him a pointed look and he chuckled
Suddenly, he tilted my head closer to his, our lips so close that if I moved my head, we would be kissing.
My breath hitched and I watched as Greyson came to the same conclusion, his eyes darting back and forth between my eyes and lips, darkening as the seconds passed.
Our eyes met and for a split second, I let my guard down.
He must of noticed my change because one second we were looking at each other and the next, I was pressed against the counter, kissing the one person I promised myself I would never get involved with, for the sake of my friendship with his brother.
I pushed the thought away, letting myself enjoy this moment before I had to go back to reality.
He kissed me harder, gripping and regripping my waist as the kiss became more intense.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with the curling strands of his hair, hair that was in need of a haircut.
He wound his hands in my hair, gently tugging at different times in order to align us perfectly.
After a few seconds, we broke away from each other, panting
"Rose..." he stared at me, with an unknown emotion in his eyes
I held a hand up and he fell silent
"I'm not going to say I regret it" I whispered "Because I didn't..."
His face lit up
"However," I bit my lip, watching as his face started to crumble "That can never happen again. Nor can we ever speak of it again"
"But..." he started
"Please Grey" I whispered "Your brother is my best-friend. I can't do this to him. How would it look if we started dating?"
Greyson stared at me for a moment before slumping his shoulders
"I understand" he whispered "I would never make you choose"
He came forward and kissed my forehead "Let's pretend this never happened. I promise I won't say a word"
I bit my lip, a weird feeling settling on my heart at his words
He kissed my forehead again before stepping away and going toward the front door "I'll call to check on you later Rose. Get some rest"
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SECRETS BEING REVEALED!!!
IF YOU'RE WONDERING WHY ROSE HATED GREYSON SO MUCH, HERE'S YOUR ANSWER!!
SHE NEVER REALLY HATED HIM, IT'S JUST A DEFENSE MECHANISM TO HELP HER FROM GIVING INTO THE SWEET TEMPTATION THAT IS GREYSON WILLIAM GREEN!
PERSONALLY, I THINK SHE MADE THE WRONG CHOICE BUT THAT'S JUST ME!
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WHO WOULD YOU HAVE CHOSEN?
THE BEST FRIEND OR HIS BROTHER?
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