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Part fourteen- Happy returns

Grayson stood smiling and staring at me but it was one of those stares where he was trying to work me out,work out what I was like as a person but he was trying to disguise it with a smile.

"hey stranger." he said,i came out of my thought bubble and replied.

We both walked over to the sofa and sat down.

"can I ask you a question?" I asked,i couldn't let my mind wander anymore. With his consent to ask him a question I asked; "why were you staring at me on the plane?"

Grayson was about 5'9,he was much taller than me since I was only 5'2. Chris compares me to a mouse,small and cute. He had medium length brown hair styled so it looked kinda messy but still done. It was longer at the front and shorter at the sides,he kept sweeping his fingers through it pushing it back. He had dusty grey/blue eyes and had a really good dress sense. He was a converse and hoodie type of guy by the looks of it. he had on some low white converse,a really cool shirt which I liked a lot that had the whole ombré effect going on and light blue skinny jeans topped of with his converse hoodie in one hand and his phone,a piece of paper and a pair of sunglasses in the other. Afterall it was June and it was pretty sunny out.

"First of all I wasn't staring at you I was staring the window next to you." he laughed. Straight off the bat I could tell he was very sarcastic and funny yet charming.

"I'm kidding,okay I know it sounds really creepy that I was staring and the fact my mom had to tell me to stop." I interrupted him by laughing because it was funny the fact his mom had to tell him to stop.

"Sorry carry on." I said laughing between words.

He smiled and continued. "️Anyways,since my mom and your aunt are really good friends that go way back when we needed a place to stay she let us stay here and since we pay rent she lets us live here with her. Since you agreed to coming last week she has been talking about you none stop and when she told me about you,about how you were the same age and you were coming to stay for a while I asked if I could see a picture of you cause I wanted to put a face to the name Lilly kept going on about. I was looking because I recognised you from the picture and you're pretty so I couldn't help but look." he explained.

I often over react to everything and the fact he called me pretty made my mind race. I convinced myself it was probably nothing,people call eachother pretty all the time no big deal.

"Oh okay that makes sense I guess,so why were you on the plane from Canada to New York if you live here?" I asked.

"Me and my mom we're visiting my sister in Canada." he stopped to check his phone since he got a text or something and looked back up at me. "maybe you know her since you live in Canada."

"Yeah Grayson cause I know everyone in Canada." I said sarcastically. As we both laughed we caught eye contact and held it for a while.

"Seriously, Olivia James,ever heard of her?"

My jaw dropped. What a small world it was,out of the whole of Canada she could have been from,out of the thousands of people I did know her. She was two years above me in school and always used to look out for me,she was like a big sister to me. I had her on facebook and we still spoke now and again. "omg yeah I do,i love her,shes like a sister to me. How did you know I would know her?" I asked.

"I never said you would know her in particular I just asked if you had heard of her." he smirked sarcastically.

"Ah clever." I laughed.

"Plus I saw you had her on facebook." he began to laugh and his laugh was actually pretty cute but not as cute as chris'. I missed him already.

"Also you say you love her,your gonna love me pretty soon too,its just the way it works." he winked at me.

Once again my mind began jumping to conclusions. Never the less I pushed the vibes I was getting of him liking me even in the slightest to the back of my head and smiled politely before heading to my room to continue watching Netflix.

As I began to walk down the hall Grayson shouted my name.

He grabbed my hand gently and stopped me so he could give me something. My thoughts turned back to the letter I left on the plane,the piece of paper he had in his hand was the letter. I was shocked. It was so thoughtful of him to have brought it back to me,I couldn't help but wonder if he'd read it. Even though there's nothing I wouldn't mind being read on the letter I still hoped he hadn't.

I was so happy to have the letter back in my hands I gave Grayson a hug to say thankyou and continued walking to my room re reading the letter as I went.

When suddenly everything went blurry.