Grayson and I

Grayson walked closer and stopped when he was only a few inches away from me. My heart was beating faster. "No... It's just, you could get hurt." "I've tried this a million times before." He took a step back, chuckling. He was already unbottoning his shirt and flinging it to the ground.

Geez.

To say his body was a work of art was fitting. I had to use all of my self control, not to gaze. His hands went down to belt buckle and then-

He's the badass player, with girls chasing him. Partying, being popular and breaking girls hearts is second nature to him.

She is the stereotypical good girl, who's almost invisble to guys.

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4. Four

Caylee

You've got to be kidding me...
What was he doing here?

Grayson came over to me with a smirk on his face. "Need a lift?" "I allready have one." I Sneered. "Oh, I know. It's me." Grayson grinned and pulled out his hand. I sighed, ignored his hand and walked over to his car. "So you're my brothers friend?" Grayson nodded and opened the door for me. "Yeah. What are you doing here anyway?" "Piano lesson." I sat in the car, put on my seat belt and waited for grayson to start the car. "I didn't know you played piano." "Well there's a lot of things you don't know about me."

"That's right. You busy to night?" "Nuh-uh. I'm not going to another party with you!" "It's not really a party. It's more like a bunch of people, a bridge, some water, and a lot of naked body's." "A bridge? What does that mean?" He grinned. "You'll see."

~*~

I'm picking u up at 8.
-Grayson

I smiled at the text and continued doing homework.
When I was done I walked over to my closet to pick out some clothes. I took on some black jeans, and a grey T-shirt, and of course my sneakers and a cardigan.
Only 10 minutes left.
I sighed, and walked out of my room, downstairs.
"Going somewhere Caylee?" "Um, yes." My brother glared at me. "A date?" "No, I don't go on dates, you know." "I bet he thinks it's a date." Calum grinned. "I don't care what he thinks. It's not a date." "Whatever."
I sighed and walked upstairs again to check my phone.
For my disappointment, Grayson hadn't texted.
And why would he? He had already told me when he would pick me up. How did I become so desperate?
"Cayleeeeee!" My mom yelled. "There's someone here to see you!" I slowly walked downstairs, and saw Grayson sitting in the living room, talking to Calum. They were laughing, but suddenly Calum's face turned serious and the same did Grayson's. They were whispering to each other, when Calum noticed me. He nodded towards me, and Grayson stood up. He said goodbye to my brother and walked towards me.

He looked good in his white dress shirt and tight pants. What?!
"Hey Caylee, ready to go?" I nodded and he followed me to the  door. "Um, what is that Grayson?" I pointed at the motorcycle.
"That my friend, is your ride. Are you scared?" Grayson grinned and gently placed a helmet on the top of my head and pulled it down. "Of course not!" "If you say so..." He grinned down at me, stared for a moment.

His eyes were so green.

"What?" I demanded. He shrugged, then he jumped on the bike. "Hop on." I narrowed my eyes and climbed on the bike, grabbing the sides of my seat. "Where's your helmet?" "I only have one. No one rides this bike but me, so I don't need another one. You'd be the first passenger. Um, you may want hold on to me Caylee," "I'm fine." The bike zoomed forward and my arms automatically went around his stomach. I could feel his hard stomach shaking in a silent laughter. I huffed. He so did that on purpose! I cried out as he started to drive faster.

Freedom.

The only thing i felt. Well, that and fear.

I didn't like this bike though. It was way to noisy and dangerous. But i liked the way the wind blew through my hair.
"Where are we going?" I yelled. "Flying!" He responded.
Did he just say flying? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

~*~

"Grayson! What are you doing? Are you suicidal or something?" "Come on Caylee! It's just a bridge." "You're not jumping. I'm serious Grayson. Don't jump." "Arw are you worried about me?" Grayson walked closer and stopped when he was only a few inches away from me. My heart was beating faster. "No... It's just, you could get hurt." "I've tried this a million times before." He took a step back, chuckling. He was already unbottoning his shirt and flinging it to the ground.

Geez.

To say his body was a work of art was fitting. I had to use all of my self control, not to gaze. His hands went down to belt buckle and then-

I looked away. I blushed. "First time a girl turns away when I'm removing my pants." I blushed harder. "Really? I didn't think there was anything interesting down there to see." "Why don't you take a good look then?" Grayson smirked and walked over to the bridge railing. My heart skipped a beat when I heard him whooped and jumped of the bridge. I grabbed the railing, searching for him, my heart in my throat.

Oh God.

When he resurfaced I let out a relived breath. I narrowed my eyes, trying to see if he was hurt. I sighed when he got up of the water. "Cay!" He jogged towards me with his wet hair plastered on his forehead. Water was pouring down his lithe body. I couldn't stop staring. He bent forward and resting his palms on his knees, breathing hard. "Your turn." I gazed. "Nuh-uh. I'm not suicidal like you." "It's not gonna kill you." "You don't know that. There could be rocks or-" He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the railing. "Live a little, Cay." I glanced at him. Oh, how this boy infuriated and challenged me. I shook my head. Grayson released his hand and looked at me like he was disappointed. He spun around and walked over to his motorcycle.

I felt the anger raising inside med. He didn't know me. I was tough. I took a deep, deep breath and took of my shirt. I heard people yelling and surprised Whoa! Let them look, I thought. I kicked off my flats and then came the jeans. I knew I looked good, and thankfully I was wearing my best underwear today. Grayson turned around looking at me with wide eyes. Before he could say anything i ran over to the railing and jumped. "Wait!" I heard Grayson yell but it was too late.

Oh god, I'm going to die.

I almost couldn't breathe when I resurfaced. I was shocked over my abilities. I could see Grayson standing on the bridge, ready to jump. I narrowed my eyes when he hit the water. "Are you insane?!" "It was you who told me to jump." He swam towards me, gently grabbing my arms lifting them up and down, turning me around to check if I was hurt. "Are you okay?" I nodded. "Again." I said. Grayson smiled and we got up. We jumped again and again and again, at least a hundred times. I've never experienced to much fun in my entire life before. What had happened to me? I've never did anything as dangerous and fun like this.

When we got up of the water, I was shaking. It was late and you could barely see anything. "Grayson, why did you bring me here?" Grayson looked up at me and narrowed his eyes. "Huh? Um, you owed me." I nodded. "Can you take me home please?" Grayson gave me a little smile, stood up and walked over to his motorcycle.

Grayson

The ride home was silent. I didn't even follow her to her door. I drove my fingers through my hair and opened the front door and walked in. When I got to my room I stripped and put a towel around my waist. Waist... Caylees waist. I shook my head and walked into the bathroom.

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Authors note:
Sorry for the really slow update!
There will be a new chapter out soon, I promise!
Ta-ta for now.

 

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