The school ended without me seeing Grey. I shouldn't be bothered and should be thankful. But judging from what had happened yesterday, I can't help but worry.
What if he did something stupid?
"Pam" I called Pamela as she exited from the girl’s locker room.
"What's up?"
"Have you seen Grey?" I asked.
She raised her brow. "I thought you have some escapade today?"
"What do you mean?" I asked a little confuse.
"Duh" She rolled her eyes and continued. "Grey told me yesterday that you and him will be having an overnight on the beach this today. He even asked me to come with you, but I have planned my weekend already."
"Oh, is that so? He didn't tell me anything."
Of course, you told him yourself that you don't want to see him anymore.
Pam raised her shoulders. "I have to go now; I have a date."
My eyes widen with what she said. "Say what?"
"Yeah, you heard me right. I.have.a.date" She giggled excitedly.
She's been dreaming for this moment to come. "You better get going." I nudge her.
"Yeah." And she walked away.
I'm happy for her.
I started to walk home myself. Upon reaching the parking space, I paused.
What do you expect huh? Grey will be there waiting for you after what you have said yesterday?
That's my conscience.
I sighed upon seeing that his usual spot was empty.
I trudge home. What could have happened to him?
Ugh. Why should I even bother?
Before entering our gate, I looked at the house beside ours. It's quiet. It's basically quiet but it's different.
Where could have he be?
I shook my head in exasperation.
GREY'S PERSPECTIVE
I took another sip of beer.
Ugh. I hate this.
But this is the only way. I still can't believe Dean said those words.
Fuck that. Why doesn't he want to fall for me? Well partly, it's my fault.
I should have told him I love him.
There's no point for regrets now. All I have to do is to get him back. He's mine.
I'll have him back, whatever it takes.
I took another sip and I saw Pam entered the restaurant.
A light bulb flashed.
Hmm. Time to test my acting skills.
I chuckled at the thought.
DEAN'S PERSPECTIVE
Later that night, I heard my phone rang. Weird. It's always once in a blue moon that somebody would call me.
I picked it up and was surprised to see Pam's caller ID.
"Thank Goodness you answered. Dean you have to come here now."
My heart raced at the sound of her panic-stricken voice.
"What is it? Did something happen?" I asked nervously bracing myself to whatever it is that she would say.
"It's Grey." She said.
"What happened to him?" I asked, swallowing hard.
"He's so drunk. He won't listen to me. He keeps on calling your name."
I rolled my eyes at that but relieved when I heard that nothing bad has happened.
"Okay, where are you?"
Pam gave me the directions and I walked out of the house.
When I arrived, I saw a classy restaurant. I even felt out of place because of the clothes I'm wearing.
I spotted Pamela immediately. She was wearing a black silk dress with tiny glitters.
"You look stunning." I whispered at her.
She rolled her eyes. "You should tell that to him." She pointed at a guy leaning on the bar. "He keeps on saying that no matter how beautiful I am, he would still want you."
I rolled my eyes at her.
"Oh, you don't believe me. Let's try it." She said and leaned on Grey.
Grey brushed her off. "I don't need you, 'hiccup' I need 'hiccup' Dean."
I don't know but I blushed at way he said. Thanks to the dim lights of the restaurant that nobody noticed it.
I reached for Grey. At the touch of my hand, he looked up and stared at my face for like a minute before recognizing me.
He smiled, his playful smile. "Hi. 'hiccup' "
"Get up, we're going home." I told him.
"Only if you promise not to leave me." He said.
I rolled my eyes. I know why he's doing this. If I won't promise, it is going to take an army to get him home but if I say yes, it will be easy. I just have to play his game.
"Fine." I told him.
His smile got even wider. "Really?" He asked between hiccups. He's like a child who's excited of a new toy.
"Yes, so get up." I told him.
He groggily stood up and clung to me.
Dang, he's heavy.
"You sure you can do it?" Pam asked.
I gave her a nod and a reassuring smile.
"Where's your date?" I asked Pam.
"There." She pointed at a guy sitting on a table at the corner watching at us.
"Well, what are you doing? Don't make him wait." I told her.
"Yeah, right."
"And Pam," I called her one more time, "he's hot."
She chuckled and went back on her table.
"Pfft. I'm hotter than him." Grey said.
Amazing how he could still think that in his state.
I rolled my eyes at him. "I'm not talking to you." I snapped at him as I drag him out of the restaurant.
"Hehe." He laughed goofily and nuzzled on my neck.
"Stop it." I snapped at him.
I could feel him smile against my neck.
I shove him inside the backseat of the taxi. And I let go of his hands to get to the front seat but he grabs my hand.
He met my questioning look with his pleading one. "Don't.hiccup.leave.hiccup.me."
I don't know if I should laugh or what.
I ended up rolling my eyes again and I eased myself beside him in the backseat.
I instructed the driver and he sped up.
Meanwhile, Grey is so restless. He keeps on touching my face, my hair, my lips. He keeps on tugging my arm and I keep on brushing him away.
But he will end up embracing me.
And when I say embrace...
It's TIGHT.
Then I would feel him smile against my cheeks, my neck, the back of my ear.
He will even sniff on me.
I massage my temple with his actions.
I sighed.
Then I just heard a loud smack followed by the warm ecstatic feeling coursing through my veins from my cheeks.
"What are you doing?" I snapped at him.
He will just answer me with a childish smile and then he will snuggle on me again.
"We're here." I announced at him who was then clinging around my neck.
He looked up and smiled. I had him out of the taxi. I paid the driver and he sped off.
"Hand me your keys." I told him.
He reached for his pockets and then handed me the key chain.
I opened the gate and assisted him inside the house up to his room.
I looked at him. He was sweating and stinks of beer.
I shook my head in exasperation. I turned to get some warm water and cloth but before I could take a step, his hand grabs me.
"Hey!" I retorted.
"Don't leave me."
I rolled my eyes. "I'm just going to fetch some warm water."
"Uh. okay." And a goofy grin escaped from his lips.
I went back with a bowl of warm water and a small towel.
"Don't move." I told him.
"Do what you want." He said.
I think I blushed at that.
I unbuttoned his polo and fought the gasp to come out. He really has these pronounced muscles and the abs...
I discarded the thought immediately.
I wiped his neck, and I tried everything so as not to be distracted by his Adam’s apple.
I wiped his broad chest down to his stomach.
I looked up at him and the bastard, he was smiling.
"Don't look at me like that." I hissed. "Close your eyes already and sleep."
"I'm not gonna miss this." He said.
I removed his polo making him to stretch out his arms, revealing my weakness. Damn that hot underarm of his.
He chuckled when I wiped his armpit.
And I almost forgot how contagious his chuckles are.
I just shook my head at the thought.
I removed his shoes and socks. Followed by his jeans.
I swallowed at the sight of the bulging object under his boxers.
I looked away.
I heard him chuckle. Hmp!
I went to his closet and grab a shirt and sweatpants for him to wear.
I took a deep breath after I accomplished everything.
"Dean." He called
"What?"
"Come here" he patted the empty side of his bed.
"No. I have to go home."
"You promised." He said seriously.
And why on earth does he sounded like he's not drunk at all?
I must be out of my mind. I sighed.
I sat at the bed beside him.
"Okay, I won't leave. So, go to sleep."
"I can't sleep with the lights on." He said.
I stood up and turned off the light. "There, now go to sleep."
"Only if you sleep with me."
I rolled my eyes.
I lied beside him with my back on him.
Suddenly, I felt his hands twirling against the hair on my nape. I could suddenly feel the electricity.
"What are you doing?" I snapped.
"It reassures me that I have you beside me." He said.
Then he snuggled closer. And since he's wearing sweatpants, the bulgy object that I have mentioned a while ago is now poking me behind that I have to ease away coz it's slowly getting on my nerves.
But the bastard pulled me to him, and I could feel his warm breath against my nape.
"Dean?" He asked...
...Huskily.
"Hmm-?" I cleared my throat. "Yes?"
"You smell good."
"Hush Grey. Sleep now, will you?" I said, protecting my ground.
There's no way I'd give in now.
To my surprise, he licked my earlobe.
"I love you." He said huskily.
I move to get out of the bed, but he pulled me towards him, he won't let me escape.
"Y-you're drunk." I told him
I'm too aghast to speak.
It's not true. He's drunk.
He pinned me on the bed as he stayed on top. He leaned his face closer...
"I want to make love to you." He said huskily before crossing the distance between our lips.
I'm too surprised to react.
Make love to me...
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