GRETHAN one shots

Thirteen | faked it

Faked it

I walked into the small convenience store with my boys behind me, we were told someone had hid there drugs here for us, so we're here to uncover them.

As I looked around the store my eyes caught onto someone in the isle with me, he was much shorter then me, maybe 5'4?

I looked at his beautiful toned face and his luscious plump pink lips which I would love to abuse

I turned to one of my boys who were just beside me, I told him to shoot his gun at the roof and pretend we were here to shoot up the convenience store.

He gave me a confused expression but quickly took out his gun and shot around 3 shots up at the roof

I looked back at the small boy as his eyes turned to fear and he began to struggle to figure out where to go

Nows my time to shine. I ran over to the smaller boy and picked him up bridal style, I ran out of the store with him in my arms and ran around to the side of the store.

I placed him on the ground and looked at his beautiful facial features from his green eyes to his jawline to his lips.

"W-who are you? What just happened?"The small boy asked nervously

"I'm Ethan, I heard gun shots and I saw you panicking so I quickly got ya both out I case anything else were to happen" I said obviously lying but doing a good job at it

The small innocent boy nodded before looking up from the ground and at me "thank you- in Grayson" he said a small smile growing on his face

"Your name is beautiful" I said with a smile as I sat beside him

He blushed slightly as he looked away shyly which just made me fall harder for him

"Are you in a motorcycle gang or something? What's with the leather jacket and patches?" Grayson asked as he looked back over at me

I went weak at his stare as he looked deeply in his eyes, I can't lie to him. "Oh uh, I guess? Something like that?" I said with a small chuckle

I huffed debating wether I should say what I was thinking, maybe I should just go for it, heck I saved him, he should like me or trust me at least? Right?

"Hey... uh would you like to come to my place? It's not far from here, I understand if you don't" I said, this is gross I'm not usually nice like this I hate it

Grayson smiled "um sure" he said with a shrug

I smiled and nodded, I soon stood up and looked around the corner to see that all my boys were outside now waiting for me, luckily no one had called the police yet possibly because they were threatened but either way good.

I gave out my hand for Grayson to take which he did, I pulled him up and we walked towards my motorcycle

"So you are in a motorcycle gang" he said crossing his arms as he watched me put on my helmet

I shrugged "something wrong with that?" I asked simply

Grayson shrugged "I guess not, it's not like you kill people for a living" he said as he put on the helmet I handed him

I nodded nervously, wait until he finds out.

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As we pulled up to my house I could feel Grayson freaking out,

"Please tell me you live here" he yelled as we pulled up to the driveway

"I don't! I live in my other house!" I yelled back as we parked

I smiled as i got off the bike to see Grayson's jaw almost touching the ground

"I was joking" I say rolling my eyes

Grayson sighed and took off his helmet placing it on the bike

We walked inside and Grayson's mouth opened wider

How am I supposed to tell this precious kid that I'm in a gang that kills and sells drugs to people for money?

A/n: :,)

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^ I am now doing word counts :)