Help Me Get The Girl part 14 (Grayson Mini-Series)
Description: Grayson seeks out your help to get your friend to fall for him. In exchange for your help, Grayson promises to take care of your freshman brother when it comes to being bullied. What you two didn’t know is that even though helping each other would ideally be beneficial, there would be a series of events that would make you two question whether this was a good deal or a disaster in the making.
Word Count: 2,675
A/N: HERE IT IS! Here is the part where you figure out who the reader ends up with, but it’s also the part that may upset some people. After the final part which hasn’t been written yet, there will be an author’s note with an explanation, but for now… ENJOY!
“How are you going to tell him?” Nicole asked as we stopped at my locker. “Like, do you think he’ll be ecstatic when you tell him or do you think he’ll be like, ‘yeah I expected that’.”
I chuckled, “I don’t think he’d ever say that he ‘expected it’, that’s just not his style.”
“It might become his style once you tell him that you love him.” she snorted out as she twirled away from me.
Placing my hand on her shoulder I whipped her back around, “Goodness, be quiet! You don’t need to be so loud about it.”
She raised an eyebrow, “You finally figured out how you feel! It’s been two weeks of contemplation for you! Love is a magnificent thing and you should be loud about it. SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD!” she threw her arms out, causing a scene in the middle of the hall.
“Bye.” I grumbled as I walked in the opposite direction of her. Making my way towards the freshman hall, I finally spotted Grayson at his locker which was located in that area. Leaning against the lockers I waited for him to notice me; once he did I gave him a soft smile, “Can you meet me on the bleachers after school?”
He greeted me back with a grin, “Sure, why?”
“I just need to tell you some things. We need to talk.” I told him.
He eyed me curiously before shutting his locker. He ran a hand through his hair, “Yeah, okay. By the way, have you seen Nicole?”
Furrowing my eyebrows at him I responded, “Yeah, I just left her back at my locker because she was annoying me, why?”
Letting out a frustrated sigh he leaned in and whispered, “She pick pocketed my phone out of my pocket and sent herself a picture.”
With a sly grin I asked him, “What picture?”
He shook his head, refusing to tell me what it was. All he said to me was, “It’s just an embarrassing picture that could ruin my social career that’s all. She’s a little shit, ya know?”
“She tends to be, yeah.” I glanced around the hall aimlessly, “It’s been two weeks since you met her, you should have realized that she was going to cause you trouble from the beginning.”
“That’s true.” he agreed. “Well, I have to get to class. I’ll see you at the bleachers after school.” he leaned forward, pressing a light kiss against my cheek.
There were so many thoughts running through my mind. How would he react? What would he say? How can I calm myself down so I’m not so nervous? These questions had haunted me in my sleep and I was surprised that I had somehow managed to keep my cool on the outside while on the inside there was an internal battle of whether or not to even go through with any of this.
When Grayson was out of view I leaned my head back, hitting it harder against the metal than I had anticipated, but the pain I felt was nothing compared to the pounding confusion in my brain. Nothing would ever compare to the jumbled mess I was.
“Y/N! Y/N, WAIT UP!” I heard Ethan yell from behind me as I exited the backside doors of our school.
“ETHAN! OKAY!” I yelled back jokingly.
He was jogging towards me when I turned around, a bright smile stretched across his face, “I wanted to know if you’d like to go grab some ice cream. I’ve been craving a shake all day.”
Looking over my shoulder in the direction of the football field I knew that I wouldn’t be able to join him. If I didn’t take care of it then, I wouldn’t take care of it ever. That’s just how I work. If I don’t do it right away, I don’t do it at all. It’s a flaw.
“I can’t right now. I have something to do.”
Ethan’s expression changed to disappointment, his body stiffening, “What are you doing that you’re leaving out the back of the school?”
Contemplating whether I should dodge the question or tell the truth, I decided to go with the latter. Ethan could always tell when I was trying to get out of something, so if I tried to distract him or change the subject, he’d know. “I’m going to meet Grayson at the bleachers to talk.”
His body slumped a bit, almost as if he had been defeated. His hands wrapped around the straps of his backpack, his knuckles turning white from his grip, “Why do I feel like I’m not going to like the outcome of this talk you’re having with Grayson?”
“Ethan, don’t do this. Not right now. Please, just come to my place at 7:00 and we can talk also.” I said, my voice quiet and gentle.
Turning his head to the side, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth, Ethan gave me no verbal response, only a curt nod. He turned to walk away only to stop abruptly and face me again. Taking a couple steps forward he softly placed his hands on my cheeks and pulled me in closer to place a feather like kiss on my forehead.
Pulling me in completely for a hug he whispered into my hair, “Let me hold you right now, just in case this is my last time I can do so freely.”
“E, I have to go,” I squeezed him back, “I’ll see you tonight, okay?”
Stepping out of his arms, I slowly backed away while I continued to hold the eye-contact we had. His hand gave me a short wave which I returned before facing away from him to continue to the bleachers.
Once I got there I walked up the stairs to see Grayson on the top bleacher near the pressbox. His back was leaning against the fencing while his fingers tapped away at his computer screen. His grin stretched from ear to ear and I could tell he was internally laughing at whoever he was texting.
It was hard to walk up the bleachers quietly, so before his attention could be gained by the booming sound of my feet stomping against the metal seating, I yelled, “Hey, stranger! Long time no see!”
His head snapped up, his smile beaming in my direction, “It’s been years!” he laughed, shoving his phone back into his pocket. He patted the seat next to him, “What’d you want to talk about?”
Sitting down I gave him a knowing look, “I think you know what I want to talk about.”
He shifted nervously, “I’ve been waiting for this, yet here I am… scared as hell.” he spoke truthfully. “Whether it’s what I want to hear or not, I know that it will be closure for me, but I don’t want to feel the hurt I know I’ll feel if you don’t have the same feelings for me as I have for you.”
With a huge sigh, I finally took the leap, “We are here in this moment all because of the deal we made. You protect Theo and I help you get Grace, but now,” I took a deep breath, “Theo has been hospitalized and placed in online school, Grace is no longer in the picture, and we’re having a talk about what we feel for each other. This was never a part of the plan.”
“I know.” he mumbled, his eyes locking with mine.
“Grayson, you and I both know that only a few days into our deal that there was something brewing up between the two of us. Being around you sent a warm sensation through my body and your touch made my pulse race to the point where my chest hurt. But what hurt more than that pressure in my chest, was the fact that I wasn’t the one who had your heart. I may have had part of it, but I didn’t have the whole thing. It’s hard to love someone when they aren’t fully there.”
“But I am!” he raised his voice. “I’m here and I’m yours!”
With a sad smile I shook my head in disagreement, “No you’re not. Even with Grace out of the picture… I’m still not the girl who your heart truly desires, I’m the girl that your heart is in love with the idea of.”
“No, Y/n, you’ve got it all wrong. What I feel for you is real, and it’s not an infatuation, it’s not me being in love with the idea of you! I want you, and all of you. I want you to have all of me in return.” he grabbed my hand.
“Grayson,” I pulled my hand away, setting it in my lap, “Grayson, I can’t be loved only when it’s convenient for you. I can’t be your backup, and that’s exactly what I was. I know that you didn’t mean to do it, but you did.”
“No…” he tried to cut me off.
“Grayson, it’s not anyone’s first choice to be second best.” It was then that he got quiet. “It may seem selfish for me to say this, but I deserve better than that, Grayson. You gave me too many mixed signals, it was me one day and Grace the next. That’s not love. That’s being a teenager who hasn’t quite figured out what he wants and that’s okay. We’re still learning and we’re still growing–we’re going to make mistakes. There is one thing that I know isn’t a mistake though. It wasn’t a mistake that all of this happened. We were meant to go through this so that we would learn that love isn’t easy and it can be deceiving. You and I, this was our moment of preparation, life just hit us a bit harder with it than we ever expected.”
“Yeah,” he nodded, “It knocked the wind out of me.”
“Grayson, we weren’t ever meant to be. There was never going to be a time for us. You know it and I know it. A couple weeks ago Theo told me that he knew he was in love because his bones ached when he saw Layla, but the ache was a good one that reminded him that he was alive and she was the reason for it. I don’t think I’m that person for you, Gray.”
His head was hanging now, his thumbs twiddling. His shoulders looked heavy as his eyes blinked rapidly to fight the tears that were threatening to spill over. Already on the verge of crying myself, seeing him made the tears start to run down my cheeks, my lips curling in.
It wasn’t meant to be this hard, but I should have known that it would be. This journey that I had gone through with Grayson was an emotional rollercoaster that made me feel and realize things that I never thought I would have to at such a young age. There were positives along with it though–there were so many positives. I learned that I deserve so much more than being loved when someone needed someone to love rather than when they truly did love them. I learned that not everything is going to be an easy journey, and I also realized that I struggled to completely fall in love with Grayson because I had already fallen in love with someone else.
And it was time for me to tell him.
“You’ll be okay, Gray. I know you will.” I said, rubbing my hand up and down his arm, “You’re going to find someone that makes you forget about me every time you look at her, because you can’t stop looking at her long enough for you to think about anyone else.”
He let out a light laugh, “I hope you’re right, because right now… it feels like there’s a knife stabbing through my chest.”
“Trust me, once you pull out the knife it will heal.” I told him, standing up. “The healing process might start a bit faster if you answer Nicole’s text that had you smiling like a child on christmas before I got up here.”
His mouth dropped open as he faked shock. This boy was so damn clueless sometimes. “You don’t even know that I was texting her! I wasn’t smiling like a child!” he defended as he fished his phone out of his pocket.
“Let me see your texts then!” I challenged. When he stared at me, ignoring my request I raised an eyebrow, “It’s okay to talk to her, Grayson. She likes you. Don’t let me hold you back.”
Theo nearly broke my door off the hinges as he barreled into my room. He stumbled, nearly falling down as he came to stand in front of me. “He’s here! You told me to tell you when he was here and he’s here so he should be coming up here soon because he’s here!”
“Theo, all you had to say was, he’s here.” I informed him before standing up and pushing him out of my room, “Go let him in and send him up. Thanks.”
“Don’t push me, gosh.” he dramatically rubbed his shoulder like I had bruised him, “I’m letting him in and then going with mom and dad for dinner. They’re taking me out for getting an A on my first math test in the online school I’m in.”
“Cool, congrats, bye.” I rambled, pushing him out of my room completely.
I started to pace around, knowing that the moment he came through the door he was either going to be completely calm or he was going to be in panic mode. It was the latter when he walked in. The look on his face screamed “let’s get this over with” while he tried to keep his body calm.
Ethan stood right inside my door, shutting it quietly behind him as he just stared at me. My first instinct was to freeze under his glare, my muscles tensing while I waited for him to say something, but he didn’t. He simply stood there with his fists clenched to his sides.
“Hi.” I squeaked out, completely anxious.
“When’s the wedding?” he snapped, his tone similar to the one he used when he freaked out on me in the hall after Corrin claimed I slept with Grayson.
“Wedding?” I repeated in a questioning voice, “Are you proposing already?”
He took in what I said and contemplated it for a second before realization quickly flashed across his face only to be overtaken by the cutest, widest smile I had ever seen. That smile that I had fallen in love with. The smile that brightened up my darkest days. The smile that made me think and say cheesy, romantic things.
“Wait…” he walked over to me, placing his hands on my cheeks as he had done earlier, “Does this mean that- that you,”
“I love you.” I confessed, barely above a whisper.
“You love me?” he asked for reassurance.
“I do.” I told him. “I do, I do. I love you so much.”
Not a second after those words left my lips, he kissed me. He kissed me hard and deep, yet slow. His thumbs brushed my jawline as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, his taste devouring me. It was like honey rolling onto my lips–sweet and satisfying.
“I love you.” he mumbled against my lips, his left hand moving around to my lower back to pull me in closer. He was kissing me like his life depended on it, but I wasn’t complaining. I had missed his lips, his touch. “I’ve always loved you.”
His lips started to pepper kisses along my jawline, working their way down my neck to my collarbone where he began to suck. “Ethan…” I groaned as my head dropped back in pure ecstasy.
He hummed against my skin, placing one more kiss where he had left his mark before pulling back, looking me straight in the eyes and using a dominant, demanding voice to say one word.