Grumpy; G.D.

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Wow I can't believe that I'm 3/4 to having 100 updates on this book. Also I don't like maths so if I got that wrong, idgaf.

You sat silently on the kitchen counter, eating your muesli bar. Grayson had recently called you about 10 minutes ago, complaining about how the manager was not cooperating with him and his brother, Ethan.

Although Grayson isn't the one to get angry, that was Ethan's job. But Grayson was beyond angry. He was livid with how the manager was telling them they had to rise their tour tickets 200 dollars over since they knew how much people loved the twins.

Grayson and Ethan both hated this idea, but Ethan took the cooler road, trying to convince the manager, whereas Grayson just yelled and screamed at him.

He told you he would be home in about 10 minutes, so any second he would burst through the front door.

You didn't really know what to say to Grayson when he walks in, whether it be 'everything will be fine' or 'lets go burn down the bitches house'. Either way, you dish exactly want to be in Grayson's wrath. He's honestly terrifying when he gets angry. You've only ever witnessed it once and that was the one time you went out to a night club and got hit on by a random drunk. Grayson nearly killed him when the guy told him he would take you away and make you his.

Suddenly, a loud slam was heard and you jumped in surprise. You finished reminiscing on the scene and didn't even get a chance to jump down from the bench. Grayson burst into the room, his face red with hot anger as he threw his Nike bag down.

His eyes angrily scanned the room until they fell on you.

You bit your lip at the sight of his anger and he quickly marched over to you, not before grabbing your face and slamming his lips onto yours. He stood sturdily in between your legs as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

You tugged at his brown hair, cupping the back of his neck while he kept his overly large hands on your hips, so you couldn't move or get away from his possessive grip.

"Tough day?" You mumbled against his lips. You already knew he had one but just asked him anyways. Cos why tf not.

He just growled in response, pushing you down until your back his the cool, white marble bench top.

He climbed on top, kissing your roughly, while soon making his way down to your jawline, sucking all over your neck and biting your earlobe.

You moaned, dragging your nails down his clothes back and he grunted in response.

"Only you can take my mind off of shit." He whispered harshly in your ear. You gulped lightly, twisting your head and kissing his neck.

"Grayson? Why did you leave are you ok?-" Ethan called out loudly, walking into the house and stopping his sentence.

His eyes went wide at the sight of his brother on top of you in the kitchen.

"I- I'm sorry, uhh-." Ethan stumbled on his words, while also stumbling on his feet.

"GET OUT!" Grayson roared at him.

Ethan shit himself, nodding his head and turning around, running out of the house and to the house next door which was his.

You slapped Grayson's chest, squinting your eyes at him.

"What?" He asked, staring down at you.

"You're so mean." You mumbled.

"Well, that's what I am, baby." He replied, kissing your neck.

"I'm mean." That was the final words you heard before having his lips roughly placed back onto yours.

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This was so shit I'm sorry

Good news is that it's holidays so yolo

I love you all

~ Chels

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