•Riv's POV•
I looked over at Grayson and started to giggle a bit. He knitted his eyebrows together, confused.
"Oh wait, you're serious?" I ask him, blushing.
"I mean, yea." he says, still confused.
"Grayson I ugh, I still have, my problem..." I say.
He still looks confused. Then he starts nodding his head.
"You have your period?" he asks.
I burst out laughing.
"Nooooo!" I laugh.
"My, anorexia." I say, pointing to my stomach.
His face flushes.
"Oh I umm, forgot. " he says, looking down.
I look at him and see a smile come across his face and he looks back up at me.
"One step at a time?" he asks.
I hesitate. I don't know if I can do this again.
"I can try." I say.
His smile grows bigger.
"What?" I ask.
"This is like a date." he says.
I roll my eyes and laugh a bit.
"Well if you consider it as that, then sure." I say smiling.
He laughs at my remark.
He pulls into the parking lot of a pizza parlor and I giggle.
"Well ok then, if this is a date, where is the gentleman suppose to be opening the door for me right now?" I ask.
Grayson immediately jumps out of the car and runs over to my door, opening it.
"Ma lady." he says in a British accent, holding out his hand.
I grab it and step out of the car, acting like a fancy, rich bitch.
"Yes sir, thank you." I say, mocking his British accent.
We both laugh then walk into the pizza place.
