"Grayson." I call after pushing the door open slowly.
This is the first time I have been to Grayson's room, the walls are painted into two different colours, blue and white. The windows and curtains are closed making the room a little darker than its supposed to be.
I walk to the reading table which just like mine is beside the bed, and drop half of my possessions which is piled up in a shopping bag with and apology letter in it.
"What did I tell you about entering my room?" Grayson's calm voice booms from behind me making me jump in shock.
"Umm.... I came.. to ap.. apologies, and.. and brought you a gift... so maybe we can be friends." I stutter, he had only a towel wrapped around his torso, droplets of water on his skin like diamond.
"Is it for hitting me with a pan?" He said before taking slow steps towards me forcing me to take some steps back. "Or is for hitting my eye with a pan?"
"I am sorry." I apologise sincerely. My legs hit the edge of the bed and I lean down until I was laying on the bed with Grayson hovering over me with an arm planted at each side completely trapping me.
"I didn't mean to hit you."
"But you did." He smirks his hot breath now fanning my face. "Now let's see what you got for me."
Grayson grabs the shopping bag then emptied it on the bed.
"Hmm, candies, Giant Gummy Bear, kit-kat, Chocolate bars." Then he looks back at me. "What am I, five."
"I didn't know you don't like them." My voice came out mote stable of than I expected.
"And what is this." Grayson picks the letter and open it.
"Dear Grayson, am sorry for hitting you with a pan. It was an unintentional action, I therefore plead with you to accept this gift in return for peace. Yours innocent housemate." Grayson reads aloud.
"Really"he pops an eyebrow, before placing the letter gently on the reading table.
I shouldn't have come, oh mother of chocolates I need your help right now.
My eyes widened when he leans towards me his body barely an inch from mine.
"Since you insist, I will take it." He whispers in my ear before walking away.
Well at least he's no longer mad, just creepy.
"Are you going to leave, or sit there and watch me change." Grayson propose.
the first one seems reasonable.
I stumble out of Grayson's room my heart pounding like I just escaped death.
That was really a life and death situation.
†††Grayson's Pov †††
I open the door of the bathroom and saw her gently place a shopping bag on my reading table.
Didn't her mom ever teach her not to enter a boys room.
"What did I tell you about entering my room." I said she jump slightly, seems my voice must have startled her.
"Umm... I came... to ap... apologise." She turns to face me.
"And I brought you a gift.... So maybe we can be friends."
I watch as she looks at me with wide eyes, probably regretting her decision in coming here.
"Is it for hitting me with a pan, or hitting my eye with a pan."
She makes a funny face as if thinking about what to say.
So weird.
"I am sorry." She apologies, looking at anywhere but my body. "I didn't mean to hit you."
'But you did." I said after trapping her on the bed. "Now let's see what you got for me."
I emptied the contents of the bag she dropped on the reading table.
"Hmm, candies, Giant Gummy Bear, Kit-kat, chocolate bars." seriously.
"What am I five" I really didn't expect much from her childish brain.
"I didn't know you don't like them."
Now am starting to think she's five.
A piece of paper in between the snacks caught my eyes. "And what is this." I ask before picking it up.
Hmm a letter.
"Dear Grayson, am sorry for hitting you with a pan." That's the best you could come up with. "It was an unintentional actoin." Well it did seem intentional. "I therefore plead with you to accept this gift in return for peace. Your's innocent housemate."
"Really" I reply before dropping the letter on my reading table.
I lean towards her until my lips were almost touching her , ears just for fun.
"Since you insist I will take." I whisper making her squirm uncomfortably under me.
I walk to the closet then turn back at her. "Are you going to leave or watch me change" I ask then watch her run out of the room like she saw ghost.
I walk to my bed to pick my ringing phone swipe it to call accepted then brought it to my ears.
"Hello." I ask.
"Who is this."
"You know, that's really a wrong question." A female voice says from the other side of the phone.