Chapter 5

J E A N

I was sad that he was so eger to find a job but I knew that is what was making him happy so I supported him. I said that I hoped that he would hear back from one of them even though that hurt to say. Honestly I liked having him here, it didn't get so lonely. But I told him that because I'm sure that is what he wanted to hear.

I took my time putting up my laptop, I was busy with thought. Was there a way I could get him to stay?

After I put my laptop back up I walked down to see him falling asleep on the couch. I guess looking for a job really wore him out.

I walked over to him and he was fast asleep, small snores escaping his cute pink lips.

I gently shook him, "Grayson." I spoke softly.

His eyes fluttered open, a tired expression written across his face. I was not going to make him walk up the stairs so I picked him up. In his sleepy state it were almost as if he were drunk. He nestled his face in the crook of my neck and groaned.

"I have a question." He said softly.

"And what is that question?" I smiled, walking slowly up the stairs.

"Are you gay?"

I held back my laughter and looked down at him, a small smile was on his lips and his eyes were closed. I had no idea if he heard me or not when I answered, "Yeah, I'm gay." I smiled and placed him in his bed.

I brought the covers to his chin and gently kissed him forehead, "Good night Grayson." I said lightly.

The fact that he answered let me know that he heard me, "Good night Jean."

I walked out of his room and went back down stairs to turn everything off. Once I was done I walked back up to my room and fell asleep.

***

I woke up and made breakfast just like yesterday. Though this time when Grayson came down I didn't burn myself.

He wore a sly smile on his face, "What makes you so happy?" I asked, putting the food on a plate.

"Oh nothing." He sat down and took the plate, "Can I check my email on your computer after breakfast?"

"Sure." I said and sat down beside him.

There was a long silence, the only the thing that could be heard was the clatter of out forks on the plates.

Grayson broke the silence, "So..." he said dragging out the o, "Your gay."

I almost choked on my food in the struggle to hold back my laughter. I looked at him and his cheeks where red as he smiled.

I nodded, "Yeah, I'm gay, why did you ask?"

"I just wanted to know." He said, avoiding my gaze.

"Okay." I smiled looking back down at my plate. He was so complicated.

When we were finished I washed off the plates just like yesterday. Grayson walked to the living room.

I walked up to grab my laptop so he could check his email. I came down and handed it to him.

I knew it was early and I was almost positive he would not have heard anything from anyone, but I was still nervous. I really didn't want him to go.

He scrolled through his email as I poured myself a drink. I sat back down beside him and asked, "So have you heard anything?"

"No, not yet."

I took a huge drink from my glass, relief slowly going through me, but it wasn't over yet. I honestly had no idea what to say, I honestly couldn't tell if he was happy or sad about this news.

We sat there for a few seconds in an awkward silence, he finally broke it, "If/When I do get a job, how will I get there?"

"My driver will take you."

"But don't you think that would be a little suspicious? An ordanary guy like me going to work in a limo. Hell, if I had enough money for a limo I wouldn't need to have a job."

I smiled at his little rant and took another drink, he was so adorable when he was mad, "Fine, I'll just buy you a car instead."

He looked at me in shock, "No," He said, "I'm not going to have you spend anymore money on me."

"Well we'll just see about that." I smiled and placed my empty glass on the side table. I picked up my book and resumed reading.

Grasyon was watching tv until he decided to ask questions, "What book are you reading?"

"Moby Dick."

"Your kidding right? You honestly read that for fun?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I love American literature, the classics are the best."

He just shook his head at me and smiled, "Your something else." He said lightly, so lightly I could barely hear. It was mainly for his ears.

I simply shook my head and looked back to my book, only to be interupted yet again, "Hey?"

"Yeah?" I asked setting the book down, I gave up.

He opened his mouth to speak then closed it again, "Nevermind." He said looking away from me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, looking at him closely.

He didn't answer, he just fiddled with his fingers and looked in his lap.

I scooted closer and lightly placed my hand on his shoulder. It felt like a spark had ignited as I touched him. He flinched away, not expecting me to touch him.

I didn't move my hand and he finally looked at me, something unreadable in his eyes. His mind was on the thought of my hand on his shoulder, "That was the first time anyone has touched me and not hurt me." He spoke softly, looking me straight in the eye.

There was some unexplainable energy coursing between us. I swear, if Charlie hadn't had jumped off of Grayson's lap and made him look away, we probably would have kissed.

He shifted and looked back down at his lap. I pulled my hand away and cleared my throat. An awkward silence trickled inbetween us. Giving me time to think over what exactly just happened.

I think I like Grayson.

Sooo, I know most of you probably don't care about why today is so special but it's because it's my birthday!! :P

I know I'm weird, but if you want to make this day even more special for me you could leave a comment and/or vote!

Thx my Lovelies! :*

~Beatrice