-- / we can go nowhere but up .

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- grey could finally say he was happy. for the longest time he wasn't. he had flirted with the idea of being happy for years until recently, but never was he this happy even then! his truck pulling into the driveway of his lakehouse only made yet another smile spread across his face. all he could think as he stared up at the home was "why did i ever want to leave?" as he thought that, though, his gaze wandered over to the blonde in the passenger seat and he remembered why. she was also the reason why he had been so unhappy lately, and now she was the reason for him being truly happy now. of course, he wasn't going to hold it against her for his unhappiness then. he hadn't known she had stopped their "almost hook-up" at his restaurant because she had loved him. if he had, he probably would have never even been unhappy in the first place! smiling over at her, he nodded to his lakehouse before them. "are you sure you didn't want me to take you home?" he tried to act like he wasn't dying to drag her into his house and strip her naked, but he knew it was probably written all over his face and oozing from the tone of his voice. when kay said she didn't want to go home, grey couldn't hide his smile. he climbed out, leaving his suitcase and carry-on in the truck as he walked to the front. once kay was by his side, he didn't waste time in pulling her to him and kissing her again. ------- his lips never left her's as he started pulling her towards the steps to his front door. grey only let go for a second as he unlocked the door and pushed it open before pulling mykayla back to him. he about stumbled over the pair of shoes he had left in the hallway the day before, but recovered before completely falling to the ground. he chuckled as he realized what he had done. "see what you make me do." he smirked as he said it before pulling her to him again. they had finally made it to his living room by this time. his lips went back to her, but this time he only pecked her lips before moving to her neck. his hands caressed every inch he could reach. a thought popped into his head about what had happened the last time they were in this position, causing him to pull away and stare into her eyes. her lips were pink and plump from being kissed, and it made him smile seeing this. lifting his hand to her cheek, he caressed it gently before kissing her nose. "kay, i love you... but are you sure you want to do this? i mean- i can wait." it physically hurt him to say that, but he knew that if she didn't, he could wait. he was willing to do anything at this point as long as she was his.

[mykayla michelle trent]

The day seemed like a blur. When Kay had pulled herself out of her bed that morning, she had been so certain that she would be spending her day alone with the TV and whatever kind of snacks she could force herself to eat. She had been content with the plan, too, knowing that a calm, relaxing day for herself was greatly needed but then Amy had called. That one, shortly lived conversation had put Mykayla on her feet and running out to her car, on her way to the airport with no guarantee that things were going to work out between herself and Greyson. Now, though, as she rode shotgun in his truck, Mykayla knew that it was all completely worth it. Going after him was the best decision she had made in her young life, because now she was completely happy. Grey had been her best friend for so long and realizing that she had fallen in love with him had been so scary because she had thought it could ruin everything, but that was the farthest thing from the truth. Now they both had exactly what they wanted, shaking their heads at the stupid misunderstanding that had almost separated them forever. Mykayla smiled as his lake house came into view, Grey directing the truck into the driveway. “Are you sure you didn’t want me to take you home?” Kay smiled over at him, knowing that even though he had asked that taking her home right now wasn’t really what he wanted to be doing. “I don’t want to go home, Grey. I want to be with you.” That was an acceptable answer, and they were both climbing out of the truck, Kay walking around front only to be taken up in Greyson’s arms, his lips capturing hers. Her heart was literally ready to beat right out of her chest, but Mykayla couldn’t stop from smiling into that kiss as he moved them both towards the front door of the house.

The kisses were hungry, passionate, and Kay couldn’t even pretend to not know what this was leading to. That was what had her heart beating so rapidly, her nerve endings on fire and hyper aware of everything he did from his lips to his hands. She couldn’t believe that this was really them, Mykayla and Greyson, kissing like a couple of love sick kids and unable to get enough of each other, but she really didn’t know how to keep from kissing him and griping him back each time he took a hold of her even when it might have been in both of their best interests to just wait until they were safely inside. Kay was a natural klutz, but it was Greyson that nearly took the fall after tripping over a pair of shoes in the hall once they had entered the house. Mykayla had giggled, of course, but then shot him an “oh really?” look when he tried to blame it all on her. She didn’t even have a chance to respond before his lips were back on hers, but only for a second before he was kissing at her neck. Kay tilted her head to the side, allowing him better access there as her hand ran through his dark hair, the other running down over his chest as his hands did their own amount of moving over her body. Her eyes fluttered as he found that sweet spot on her neck, and Kay trying to calm her nerves. But, then he was pulling away, causing her to look up into his eyes. Him kissing her nose was the sweetest thing ever, Kay falling in love with this man all over again. Grey’s next words slightly confused the young blonde, at first, but then a soft smile came to her lips. He was just too good, and Mykayla found herself leaning into his hand that was at her cheek. It was true that she was so, so nervous about the idea of sleeping with Greyson, but only because Mykayla was a shy girl despite having done this before, and sex wasn’t just something she could do. It had to mean something, and this? This was going to mean everything to her, but her tendencies of the past were to wait. “I love you for saying that, and I know you’d do anything for me…” She bit down on her lip nervously, but then found her voice again. “You think you can wait… but I can’t.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, and maybe she had found some of her own charm to lace over it as she grinned back at him before leaning in to kiss him again though this time soft and slow. Surprising herself, and probably Greyson as well, Kay made that first move of reaching for that first button of his button down shirt, undoing it and all the others one by one before she could push it off of his shoulders.

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- grey watched intently for kay's reaction to his statement. was she going to make him stop like he had asked, or would she push things to where they were headed before? when she said she loved him for saying that, but she couldn't wait, the twenty-five year old only chuckled with a deviant smile on his face. the kiss she leaned in for was soft and slow - not like they were before. his eyes flew open in shock when he felt her hands unbuttoning his shirt. he gave a soft smile before pulling her into another hungry kiss. once his shirt was gone, he took the moment to pull away and rid mykayla's of hers, too. soon, the two had clumsily found their way to his bedroom upstairs. everything in their way was knocked down in their haste to get to bed. once the clothes were all removed, grey took his time in staring at her delicate figure. he couldn't help but smile when he brought her closer to him for a kiss before pushing her onto the bed to finally make love to her. ------- hours later, grey laid in the tangle sheets of his bed with mykayla snuggled into his body. his hand softly stroked her arm as a content sigh emitted from his lips. this all seemed like a dream to him! if the proof that it had happened wasn't in his arms right now with nothing but a sheet on her bare skin, he'd think it was just that. readjusting himself on the bed so that his head was more on the pillow instead f sitting up, he leaned in to kay and kissed her forehead. "i love you." it was really the first time he had spoken since they had found his bedroom earlier. a smile spread across his lips after the words left his mouth. everything was finally great in his life, and of course it took mykayla to make it that way. "i can't believe it took us this long to figure out we are great in bed together." grey teased as he caressed tightened his arms around her, making her even closer than before - if that was possible.

[mykayla michelle trent]

She knew without a doubt in her mind that she loved this man. Greyson had been Mykayla’s best friend for so long, someone that she had thought had always been supposed to be better friends with her older brothers, but he had found a special place in his heart for her as well. They had grown up together, seen each other through so much, and she was so glad to have realized her true feelings for him and to have them returned. It had taken years to get them to this place right now, and Kay knew that she loved him, that she wanted this, but she couldn’t help but to notice how her tiny hands trembled as they pushed that button up shirt away from Greyson’s body. It was insane how nervous a girl that had done this before could feel, but this was Grey. They had spent the night over at each other’s houses many times in the past, and she had always enjoyed cuddling up close with him, but this? This was on such a different level of intimacy and it was a step that scared the girl to death. She was so self-conscious, so overly aware of how her rib cage was easily more noticeable now, and how she wasn’t pretty like some of the other girls he had been with. But she loved him, and she wanted this no matter how scary it was. Then Grey’s lips were snatching hers up in another hungry kiss, and she was soon stripped of her own shirt. Despite the big ball of nerves that she was, Kay had to grin and giggle as they tripped and stumbled and ran into the odd object here and there on their way up the stairs, trying to locate his bedroom while so wrapped up in each other that nothing else seemed to matter.

Her heart raced as the last bits of clothing were shed, Kay’s body anticipating what was about to happen as she saw his eyes roam over her now exposed body. That was the most difficult part, though, feeling so exposed for the first time and dreading the judgment that she knew he wouldn’t pass on her, but still feeling that pit in her stomach just the same. But then he pulled her close for another kiss, and they were falling backwards onto his bed. The fear and nerves dissipated as though they had never existed, and Kay got so lost in her Greyson that it was hard to really distinguish where she ended and he began. Time easily passed them by, and it was hours later before she was content to just snuggle up against him, still craving that feeling of his skin against hers. Truth be told, she would be content to never leave him and this bed again, if only that were possible. Mykayla felt his lips press a sweet kiss to her forehead, causing her to move to look up into his handsome face. “I love you.” She smiled that heartbreakingly sweet, soft smile of hers, thinking to herself that she would never get tired of hearing him say that. But, of course he had to tease and try to be Mr. Funny Guy, which was so adorable. “Well, you see, I used to be a good girl that wouldn’t have ever dared to dream of doing what I just did with you…or what I still want to do with you,” she added with her own little mischievous grin, knowing that most would never imagine Kay to be that girl that would turn into a little sex kitten once you got her the first time. “And you never used to look at me like you do now. I don’t think you realize how much I love you and how you look at me…you could very well be stuck with me forever.” It really was amazing how they could be friends all that time, only to really be missing out on what was right there in front of them. But, maybe that’s how it was supposed to be, and now was their time. “And to think you almost left me and missed out on all of this.” She tilted her head to the side, her turn to tease a little now even though it was the very scary truth that this almost hadn’t happened.

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[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- just mykayla speaking made grey smile. he was happy. so happy! maybe happier than he had ever been in his entire twenty-five years of existence. he snuggled his face into her neck as she spoke and couldn't help but smile at the thought of what she just said. hell yes he wanted to make love to her again, but he was willing to wait in order to just cuddle with her. he'd waited too long to simply do that! at her statement of him never looking at her like he did now, grey only scoffed and looked at her. "it was hard to try to hide how i felt about you. i figured you knew and just weren't into me!" he smirked at his next thought. "and don't worry. i plan on never letting you go!" grey was dead serious about that despite the smirk on his lips. her next words made him frown a little as he looked away. he couldn't imagine now ever leaving her. he wasn't mad at her for bringing it up, no. he just was angry with himself for why he had done that. grey lifted one of his hands to lift himself up, leaving kay to fall back on the bed before he hovered over her. "you know, i could marry you right now - right this second! and not have any regrets or want anything else." he ended with a kiss on her lips before he brushed a piece of blonde hair out of her face. as he stared into her blue eyes, he realized that he couldn't wait much longer. he loved her so much that all he wanted to do was make her his officially so that everyone would know how much he loved her. his eyes brightened as he spoke. "let's get married." though he was half smiling - half smirking, he was serious enough that he would fly to las vegas at that very moment if she said yes.

[mykayla michelle trent]

Kay didn’t know how to accurately describe how she was feeling in that moment, because happy seemed too simple of a word for what she was experiencing. There were a lot of things in Mykayla’s life that didn’t go her way and that were currently working against her, but even in the face of all that she could honestly say that this was the happiest that she had ever been. She desperately wanted to stay just where they were in this moment, so full of love and passion and feeling like she never needed another thing in the world to sustain her other than Greyson. Reality would catch up with them sooner or later, but for right now Kay was happy to ignore that fact and just be there with this man that she loved so much. She gasped playfully at his words, shaking her head. “Well, Mr. McCarthy, maybe you shouldn’t have tried so hard to hide your feelings, because you fooled me. And you know what’s worse? I hid all the same things, thinking that you’d never see me as more than just the friend.” They were just ridiculous, and it was sad to think that they had missed so much time together because of their combined fears of losing their friendship. She had to smile softly at his next words, though. “That’s good, because I don’t want you to ever let me go.” Kay’s reply was soft and full of so much love that there was no mistaking it. It didn’t seem possible to feel so much love for only one person, but Mykayla’s heart was nearly bursting with the kind of pure, honest love that she felt for this man that held her in his arms. But then he moved, letting Kay lay back on the bed and her eyes watching lovingly as he moved to hover over her. What he said next nearly put her over the top with happiness, hearing his words about the idea of marriage and having that kind of life together. Mykayla grinned as he leaned down and kissed her, savoring the way his lips felt against hers before he was looking down at her again. “Let’s get married.” A small giggle passed through her lips as she brought her hand up to the side of his face, moving affectionately down his neck. “Yes, let’s just runaway together. How about that?” she teased, but it only taking a few moments of looking into his eyes and gaging his reaction to realize that she had misunderstood. Her eyebrows rose, eyes growing a little wider as the grin faded from her lips. “Oh…you weren’t kidding.” And it suddenly struck her that in some way, he had just asked her to marry him. Her heart skipped a beat, or more like several, as her blue eyes searched his for an answer.

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- grey felt his smile falter as mykayla began to tease about running away together. he could see that she didn't know he was serious. out of habit, he began to bite his lower lip as he stared at her with his blue eyes trying to find another emotion other than obvious oblivion. was she scared he was serious and used laughter as a way to mask it? or did she honestly not know? he watched as her face fell, too. she must have begun to realize the seriousness of his words, because soon she was saying he wasn't kidding, which he wasn't! not in any way, shape, or form. he could picture in his head as the two didn't even bother packing anything, heading to the airport to fly to las vegas. he could see them standing in a small chapel with only the staff as witness while the preacher made them husband and wife. sighing, he moved off her, so that he was now sitting beside her on the bed. his hands clasped in his lap as he continued to bite his lower lip again. he contemplated what to say as he sat there. what could he say, though? he wanted to marry her and by her reaction he could see she was thrown off by that. "i want to marry you. i can't wait anymore." he said finally with a sigh as grey's eyes finally met her's again. "this feels so right. i don't ever want it to end! i just- i just thought that you'd think it was right, too." his blue eyes dropped back to the bed as he waited to hear what she had to say. he wasn't really meaning "them" being right, but more of a marriage being right at the exact moment.

[mykayla michelle trent]

^{Was there even a correct reaction for this? Mykayla knew that she was so, so happy in this new life that she had just been given, the one that Greyson was a part of as more than just her best friend, but as her boyfriend and the man that she loved more than anything. It was what she had wanted for so long now, and to be able to have him there with her like this was just incredible. But, there he was, hovering over her and willing to give her so much more than that, much more than she had ever expected. She hadn’t meant to laugh, and didn’t mean to joke about it. Kay just hadn’t realized how serious Grey had been until she had seen it in his eyes, seen that smile fading off of his lips. He had just said that they should get married, and he had meant it with his whole heart. Kay was shocked, of course, and this concept was taking time to sink into her already blissed out mind. Her blue eyes were still wide when he moved away from her, Greyson sitting up and Kay rolling onto her side as she watched him. His words reassured her somehow, but then it was her turn to reassure him. Mykayla sat up, holding a sheet up around her to try and maintain some modesty through this conversation as she let her other hand gently caress Grey’s cheek, willing him to look at her again. “Of course I think it’s right, sweetheart. It’s you and me…how could it not be?” She wore a soft smile that reached her eyes as she spoke, tilting her head to the side as she looked lovingly up into his handsome face. “I want to marry you too, Greyson, and I will. I’m yours… But can you imagine my mom’s face when we tell her that she didn’t get to go to her little girl’s wedding? Or that Dad didn’t get to give me away? And Kade, well, I like you having a pretty face.” Mykayla purposely left out the main reason that was keeping her from getting on a plane with him and getting married, but she wasn’t the type of girl that wouldn’t consider her family, either. She leaned in and pressed a sweet, tender kiss to his lips, pulling back just far enough to look into his eyes and hoping that Grey would understand.}

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- there was no denying that was bummed when he saw that mykayla wasn't quite as excited about getting married right then as he was. he wasn't sure what he had expected from her, but he still couldn't help but feel a little sad. his blue eyes followed her as she sat up and covered herself, making him smirk since he had obviously seen everything she had now. her next words made him smile. he had to admit that even though they weren't going to be running off anytime soon, he knew she was his. it had taken them this long to find one another, and there was no way in hell they were going to break now! as she went on about her family being her reasons for not marrying him at the moment, he only nodded his head and sighed. his eyes dropped back to the bed a second later. "i guess. i'm just used to not having to worry about what my family thinks. i didn't think about yours." maybe he should have thought what he had suggested through first? just because his huge family wasn't important in his life didn't mean her's wasn't. he knew for a fact that her brothers were number one in her life most of the time, too. as his eyes met her's again, he couldn't help but feel there may have been more behind it all, but he had to accept that she was telling him it all. "i'll let it go for now, but don't think it isn't on my mind." he said with a faint smirk on his lips after she had leaned in for a kiss. his hand lifted up to caress her cheek before moving in for another, longer kiss. this time his arms pulled her in closer to him.