Help Me Get The Girl Part 3 (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: 2204
A/N: Sorry this took a bit of time to get out. I’m dog sitting a demon dog who is trying to destroy me.
“Okay. Well, you got closer this time!” I encouraged Grayson as he plopped down on his bed. The shadow of defeat laid across his face, his hands working through his smooth brown hair. “If you look at the bright side; this is the first time she didn’t completely friend zone you! She didn’t call you friend or pal. She just said, ‘thank you Grayson, you’re too sweet.’ I call that progress!”
It had been two weeks since we started working together to build Grayson’s courage to ask out Grace. Two weeks of walking through different scenarios. Two weeks of Ethan torturing Gray for his numerous fails and the proceeding to throw a fit that I spent too much time with Grayson and was forgetting about him.
“I was still shot down. She just said it as if I was a fuckboy trying to get her number.” A groan escaped his lips as he launched his upper body backwards, hitting the mattress.
“Grayson, you can’t make someone fall in love with you in two weeks. It just doesn’t work like that.” My body was now next to his on the bed.
He turned on his side to face me, “What do we do now, y/n? What do I do to make her think of me as more than a friend?”
This whole thing was consuming him and I felt like I was running out of ideas. We had gone through what she likes, what she dislikes, how to approach her, places she likes to go so that he could mention them. I had managed to get them alone at perfect times! I had done everything! Not a day went by where we weren’t trying to get some sort of reaction out of her. Nothing worked.
I was starting to think that maybe this wasn’t going to work out. Maybe Grayson was meant to remain just friends with Grace. Either way I had to try to make it work out. I had to hold up my end of the deal. Since we started, Theo has had no troubles with his bullies. Each time one of them attempted to approach him, Grayson made sure that they didn’t even make it within 5 feet of him. And when Grayson isn’t there, the fear that he might show up is forever instilled in them. They don’t even try.
But there was one who still gave him threatening looks. One that always managed to get a bit closer to Theo than the rest. He was the one who glared at Ethan and I the first day we saw the bullying take place. His name was Connor Eriks and he was the cause of my nightmares. He was stronger, taller, more athletic than the rest. He was about Grayson’s size with a sinister personality. Each night I would dream that I was standing in the middle of the hall watching him torture Theo while my feet felt like they were cemented to the ground.
“Y/n!” Grayson pulled me from my thoughts.
I jumped, my eyes flickering as I came back to reality, “Huh?” I responded breathlessly.
“I said, what do we do next?” he repeated himself.
That was a great question. What were we supposed to do next? What I wanted to do was take a break from it all. What he wanted to do was work harder at it until he molded himself into being her ideal boyfriend. I wanted to tell him that it wasn’t worth it to change himself for something that might not even happen. And if it did, who’s to say that it would last?
“How about this,” I lifted myself up, putting my weight on my arm, “Today we just take a break. We go have fun and forget all about this Grace stuff. Tomorrow I’m going to her house after school to hang out for a bit and I can see what information I can get out of her. But, Grayson, I really just want to do something other than worry about this whole situation. It’s consuming all of our free time.”
“Okay. I guess we can do that. As long as you promise to talk to her about me tomorrow.” He held out his pinky.
I hooked my pinky with his, “Promise. Now let’s go!”
I hopped up from the bed, moving to the door to slide my shoes on. Grayson looked at me bewildered, unsure of what I was doing. I gestured for him to get out of bed which he did reluctantly, but he still made no effort to move closer to me.
“What are we doing?” he asked.
I shrugged, “I don’t know. But, we certainly aren’t sitting here. Even Ethan is out doing something and you know he doesn’t do anything without at least one of us with him. That’s how boring we’ve become.”
“One second.” He replied, walking over to his closet to grab a different pair of shoes. “We should go on a walk in the park.”
“Okay, grandpa.” I sarcastically replied, my eyes rolling.
“Well, sorry! Sorry for making a suggestion!” he snapped.
“It was a dumb suggestion. A super dumb, boring suggestion.” I clarified. “Let’s go on a quick hike to the pond in the forest off of the highway! We haven’t done that in a while!”
His eyes lit up, his frown replaced with a smile. “Now that’s what I’m talking about! Let me get my swim trunks. You know I’m getting in the water once we get there.” He paused, “What about you? Do we need to stop and get your suit?”
I waved it off, “I think I’m just going to put my feet in the water. But do you have a backpack so we can pack some waters and snacks? A couple towels too I guess.”
“Yeah, under my desk over there should be one.” He pointed, “Take your time because I’m changing my bottoms. I don’t feel like changing there.”
“Just let me grab the bag and go before you do it! Gosh!” I squealed, grabbing the bag and sprinting out of his room.
Once I got downstairs I went right to the kitchen grabbing a few water bottles from the fridge, some granola bars from the pantry, and then two apples from the counter. By time I had gathered everything up, Grayson was at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me.
He had a backpack on also, explaining that he knew I would forget the towels so he just grabbed them for us along with his bluetooth stereo just in case we wanted to listen to some music while we were there.
“Ready?” I asked.
And with that, we were off.
We reached the pond easily. We had walked through the forest so many times we knew how to maneuver our way through it without hitting any hiccups. We were stood on top of the rocks that were only about 3 feet above the waterline. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Gray dropping his backpack off of his shoulders and pull his shirt off.
It was nothing I hadn’t seen before. Sometimes I didn’t know if he and Ethan knew what shirts were. He jumped down into the water, head dipping under, and immediately popped back up. His hands pushed his hair out of his eyes, water dripping from his chin down onto his chest.
The pond wasn’t deep; it came up to his chest. It was just a nice secluded area where we could get away from all of our problems. We didn’t have to deal with classmates or the drama that came with them. We didn’t have to listen to our parents nag about how we did nothing around the house. We could just be alone and be ourselves.
“Come in the water, y/n. You can’t just stand there on those rocks all day.” Grayson demanded.
“I’m not going to! I’m going to put my feet in the water and splash water in your face!” I informed him as I kicked my shoes off, dropped the backpack and made my way down to the rocks that made it possible for me to do so.
The water was lukewarm from the sun, moving through my toes as I swished my feet back and forth. Grayson started to move closer to me like the idiot he is, thinking that I wasn’t serious about splashing him. Right when he came into range, I sharply lifted my feet, sending water straight into his face. My laughs echoed through the open area as he made a face that looked like he had taken a bite of a lemon.
“Y/N!” He shouted.
“I warned you!” he tried to come closer and I did it again.
“Then stop coming closer!” I giggled. “I know you’re going to try to pull me into the water, but I also know that you hate being splashed.”
“Then get in! I’m not going to stop until you get in, no matter how much splashing I must endure!” he threatened.
“I don’t have a swim suit.”
“Just go in your bra and underwear.”
“It’s not a big deal.”
“I’ve seen you in a suit. It’s really no different.” He did have a point.
I peeked down through the collar of my shirt to see that I had a simple black sports bra on. Then my fingers pulled the band of my shorts out far enough to see that I was wearing plain black underwear also. With both of them matching it did look pretty much like a swimsuit.
He raised his eyebrows at me, waiting for me to fulfill his request. As I stood up he started to float back further into the pond. I took off my shirt followed by my shorts. Grayson made no effort to hide that his eyes were scanning me from top to bottom.
Lowering myself into the water I kept eye contact with him, moving closer and closer as he halted his movements. As I was walking closer I was getting ready to throw a bunch of water into his face. And right when I got to him, my hands started to lift up, but before I could do anything—I got a mouth full of water. Shocked by what just happened, I tumbled backwards under the water. I resurfaced to find Grayson’s head thrown back in laughter. As mad as I wanted to be, I couldn’t help but join him. His laughter was too contagious.
“You thought I didn’t see what you were doing?” he chuckled.
“It was worth a try.” I said as I swam past him.
“Hey, y/n.” I stopped and turned back to him. “Thank you for helping me with Grace.”
I smiled, “What are friends for? And also, you are protecting my brother so it’s the least I could do.”
“So,” he started, “Do you like anyone? Like… do you want me to talk you up to anyone?”
“NO!” I shouted, my hands up in the air. “No, I don’t like anyone. Don’t do anything.” My voice deepened.
“What about Ethan?” he mocked curiosity.
“Friends who fuck?” he spat.
“Friends who fucked. Past tense.” I tried to lighten the mood that had taken a quick dive for the worst.
“How come you’ve never had a boyfriend before or at least gone on a date?” this time I could tell that his curiosity was genuine.
I bit my lip, “No one’s asked me on a date before.”
He furrowed his brows, seeming to not believe me. But, I was telling the truth. I’ve had crushes here and there but nothing ever went anywhere. I tried flirting, I tried casually bumping into each other in the hall, I tried dolling myself up more than usual. But nothing ever happened.
“One day someone will and I hope it’s the first date that you deserve. Whoever it is, better make it special for you.” He put his hand on my shoulder.
The warmth of his palm made me feel like my whole body was on fire. The way his eyes bore into mine made me want them to be the first thing I saw when I woke up. His presence was making me feel something foreign to me. Something I couldn’t quite comprehend. So instead of thanking him, my emotions and my heart built up their wall and went into defense mode.
“Please don’t touch me.” I said quietly, drifting away from him.
“Y/n, what’s wrong?” he took a step forward.
“I just don’t want you to touch me.” I snapped.
“Did I do something wrong?” Grayson asked.
I was acting out of character and he knew this. I wasn’t one to get mad over something so small. Normally it took a lot for me to truly get angry, but the thing was, I wasn’t angry. I was scared.
“No. I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” I faked a laugh. “Whatever. Mood swings. What can you do?” I tried to shake it off.
“Yeah…” Gray still sounded unsure.
I clapped my hands together, “Race you to the log over there!” I changed the subject before taking off.