mistletoe-grayson and hannah

motorcycle-grayson

"fuck you" i breathed out in response to her teasing.

"gladly." she responded, eyes widening after she said those words.

" i-i- umididntmeantosaythat." she said quickly

i put on a fake sad face and looked back at her.
" you really got my hopes up there meloche." i joked. her face lit up and everything went back to normal. she giggled softly.

"gray.. have you really never brought a girl home before?" she said

"nope. never found the right one." i replied truthfully. until now, i thought. "want to go grab some food? i'm starving."

"grayson, it's two am?" she said, laughing

"so?" i questioned.

"fine. but we're taking your motorcycle." she stated.

as we drove through the quiet streets of new jersey, i was in euphoria. her hands were wrapped tightly around my waist. she laughed into the night as i sped towards the 24 hour diner. i breathed in her vanilla scent and found myself smiling. my palms were sweaty with nerves. she's your friend grayson. your taken friend.

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