The Cliff || Grayson Dolan

"Who are you?" I questioned him.

"Grayson." He slightly smirked at me.

"Why are you on my cliff?" I put my hand on my hip while I motioned around.

"Do you own this cliff?" Grayson tested me.

"I come here everyday." I rolled my eyes.

"So do I." He raised his prominent eyebrows at me. "So answer my question. Do you own this cliff?"

"No but-"

"Then it's not your cliff." Grayson shrugged.

"Well it's not yours either!" I protested.

"No. But it can be ours."

~ Finished on 6/01/17 ~