Out of My Control [bxb]

Chapter 25

Preston dropped Grayson and I off at my house (I told my friends we are working on a school project), around two, thirty in the afternoon.Now Grayson and I are laying in my bed. I'm laying partly on my boyfriend. My head on his stomach, his fingers soothingly running through my hair as we soak up each other's presence.

"So your birthday..." my boyfriend starts off.

"What about my birthday?" I question even though I know where he's going with this.

"Baby, why didn't you tell me it was coming up?" He asks me in a pouty voice. "I don't even know the date."

I roll my eyes. "It's really not a big deal. Preston just likes to make everything a big deal. And I didn't want you to think you have to get me a gift or whatever."

"Of course I'm going to get you a gift and of course your birthday is a big deal. When is it?"

"February seventeenth," I tell him. "And you never told me yours."

"Well, mine isn't coming up anytime soon. August seventh," he says anyway. "And you better mark that date on your calendar cause my birthday is a big deal," he proclaims confidently.

I snort and roll my eyes.

Grayson nudges me to look at him, "My birthday is more important than Jesus' birthday."

Chuckling, I say "God would beg a differ. But I suppose you're deserving of having your birthday celebrated," I jest with a teasing smile.

My smile fades when I think about how far away August seventh is. "That's six months away. A lot can happen in six months. We'll be graduated and starting college," I'm unintentionally talking faster as I go. "What if we don't go to the same college and the distance is too much for us. You'll find someone hotter than me and I'll have to-"

"Reid!" Grayson sits up, giving me no choice but to do so as well. "Take a deep breath. I don't know what the future is going to be like for us, and I'm not naïve to think going to separate colleges won't be a challenge. But you don't have to worry about that right now," he cups my face with his big hands. "Just be here with me. And from the wise words of Troy Bolton; tomorrow can wait for some other day to be..." he raises his eyebrows as if wanting me to continue.

"'But right now there's you and me'" I quote in a dry tone while rolling my eyes, but I feel more at ease.

"Exactly. I'm so glad you knew those lyrics. I was worried for a second."

"The only reason I do is because of Angie," I explain.

"Sure," he says sarcastically. "Ya' know, Troy Bolton is how I realized I'm gay."

I laugh and push him playfully, "you're an idiot. Out of all the actors?"

Grayson chuckles, "yes! Of course. Who else? In fact, it would be really hot if you started singing some songs from High School Musical. Specifically Senior Year."

"No way in hell would I ever do that for you," I deadpan then switch to a sweeter tone, "But I can think of a more productive way I could put my mouth into use..." we lay back down and I lean in, looking down at his lips then back up at into his dreamy eyes. I pause.

"Well, are you going to show me this productive way?" My boyfriend asks in a hushed whisper.

I grin and nod slightly before going in to kiss him.