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Moments To Remember

I was just wondering what if that girl Gray kissed @ Harvard (mentioned in TFG) and him actually got into a relationship, and she comes to visit him

Summary: Grayson invites her over during summer break to visit him @ Hawthorne House. (It is set after Grayson drops out and she has completed second year as well.) (It is desi!reader x Grayson)

Warnings:

Finally the plane landed in Texas. Even though the flight was as three hours, I was exhausted (mainly bored). I was also a little mad at my boyfriend.

I had booked the flight tickets and managed to convince him to not send a private jet. But after reaching the airport I was told I had been upgraded to business class. (I will admit tho, it was a nice experience.)

Once I had gone through security and got my bags, I called Grayson to ask him where he was. He had said that he will come to pick me up at the airport.

"Hello? Grayson?" I said when he picked up.

"Hi sweetheart," he replied, "where are you?" The sound of his smooth voice gave me feeling of happiness.

"I'm at the main gate of the airport, where are you? Should I go outside?" I asked. "No need, found you," he answered.

Confused, I turned around to see if I could find him too. Just as I was about to give up I saw him coming up towards me, walking a little quicker than his usual 'I mean business' walk. Smiling, I ran to him and wrapping my arms around his neck, I kissed him.

"I missed you so much!" I exclaimed as we broke apart. "Not as much as I missed you," he stated, "I missed you every moment of every day." That was a small confession but it meant a lot coming from the boy who seldom shows his feelings, let alone say things like that.

"Yeah, well, I'll admit I didn't miss you that much. I had a lot on my mind y'know," I teased him. "A lot as in?" Grayson inquired raising a brow.

"All of my classes and college work. It is quite a lot actually. You should be glad that I remembered to call you after all that." Grayson simply smiled and went toward my bags, "I'll get these in the car."

5 minutes later I was sitting in the passenger seat of a Rolls-Royce and we were of to the Hawthorne House.

"My brother would lose it when I tell him I sat in a Rolls-Royce." I muse as we drive. "Why would he?" Grayson asked. "Both him and my father like cars, and not everyone has a hella rich boyfriend who comes to pick them up from the airport in a Rolls-Royce." I remarked.

"Speaking of which, when did you tell your parents about us?'' Grayson queried. "Day before yesterday,'' I casually responded, "It wasn't how I expected the conversation to go. Then again, it wasn't much of a conversation to be honest." I add. "What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing much. I called Papa and sort of just told him that you and I have been dating since last year and that you have invited me to your place and I asked him if I could stay there instead of at my aunt's place and he just said 'That's great; of course you can' and then I asked him to tell Mummy." I blurted.

"So all in all it was alright?" he suggested. "Yeah, I guess you could say that.'' I assured.

"Well, that's your family's thoughts; now you're gonna meet my brothers,'' he cautioned, "And they are quite.....eager to meet you. I honestly think Jamie doesn't believe you exist, the way he mockingly looked at me when I told the others that you're going to come stay yesterday.''

"Great, I can't wait to prove that I do, in fact, exist," I beamed.

Grayson chuckled and jerked his head towards something. My jaw dropped at the sight. Grayson had told me that the Hawthorne House was big, but this? This is not big, it is humongous.

Even the Ambanis would be jealous of the estate.When I turned to look at him, Gray had an amused expression on his face; probably because of my reaction.

"So, sweetheart, ready to meet my family?" he asked me as we parked. I nodded, a smile on my face.

There are going to be lots of moments to remember this summer.

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Inheritance Games fic

This is a Grayson x desi!reader just cos I'm desi and wanted to write one

Summary: Grayson and reader are going to a gala and she decides to wear a Saree but has no idea how to put it together

Warnings: none ig IDK what I'm doing

I am standing in front of the mirror in a purple petticoat and blouse. My head pounds because of the high pony I've put my hair in. I blow a stray strand of hair out my face as I sigh.

"How is it that when Mumma wears a saree it looks so easy to put it on but when I do it, it looks like a mess?" I murmur.

Grayson chuckles as he comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. "You can do it, just try again," he says.

I scoff "I've tried three times already! And I have watched the tutorial five times." My gaze goes to the clock and my eyes widen realizing the time. "Goodness gracious"- yes, I know, I sound like I'm from the 1800's -" We are going to be late! There is only half an hour left until we have to get there!" I exclaimed.

Grayson looks at me with his brows furrowed, "The event starts at 6, yes, but nobody-not even the host-is going to be there yet. Guests will start arriving by 6:30 at the earliest," he explained.

"Really?'' I ask, "So the stereotype of desi people never arriving on time is not restricted to the Indian subcontinent? Rich people never go on time either?" I muse.

Grayson raises an eyebrow at my statement. "What stereotype?"

"It is a running joke with most Indians that it takes forever to get ready and that if ever an Indian family arrives on time it is a miracle." I reply, "Now let me figure out how to turn this messy pool of fabric into a pretty looking saree."

He steps back as I start plating the cloth and after ten minutes, I was, miraculously, done.

Happy with my accomplishment, I grin and twirl around showing off my saree to Grayson. "What do you think, jaan?"

He gives a small smile at the use of the pet name. "I think you look like an angel descended from the heavens, sweetheart." My cheeks go red at the compliment and he gives a small laugh seeing me blushing. "We've been together two years and I can still get you to blush so hard," he smirked.

He walked towards me and his hands went to my waist. His thumbs drawing circle on my skin. My hands go to the collar of his coat. My right hand goes up to his jaw, my thumb stroking his lips. "I don't know why everyone teases you for wearing suits, I think you look so hot in them." I confide in him. He smiles, a big, soft smile.

"You look gorgeous in this shade of lavender, you know," he whispers.

And his lips meet mine in a gentle kiss. He pulls away for an instant before devouring me. Butterflies swarm my stomach as I deepen the kiss. My hand goes to his hair as he tugs me closer. As we pull apart I glance at the clock. 6:07. I clear my throat, still flustered and look at him. "We really should get going or we will actually be late."

Gray looks at me, "Yes, I guess we should now."

Hope you liked it, I haven't written anything before this. I am in love with Grayson Hawthorne and just came up with it.

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"Yes, hello. Where can I find the blonde haired, second grandson of Tobias Hawthorne who has an obsession with wearing tailored suits and will treat me like stated above? Please let me know, I'm in desperate need for a boyfriend like him."

If you dated the Hawthorne boys

Grayson

•GENTLEMAN GENTLEMAN GENTLEMANNNN

•Bestie you ain't lifting a FINGER.

•Shoes hurting you? You're getting CARRIED.

•Bit hungry? PRIVATE CHEFS ARE ON THEIR WAY

•Doing a light bit of dusting? He's tossing you over his shoulder and carrying you back to the sofa.

•DOWN DOWN DOWN BAD.

•Defo pulls out the 'oh you're cold? Have my jacket' trick.

•Watching him swimming is so therapeutic.

•Spoils you sooooo much.

•It's almost a problem.

•He'll leave little gifts where you can find them, eg. On the bed stand, in your wardrobe, in the kitchen, etc.

•(he probably also buys you expensive lingerie, shhh.)

•Hates to have a fight, always does his best to resolve it.

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And also

"They will box you in. They will hold you down. They will have no mercy. But they will underestimate you. You're young. You're female. You're nobody- use that."

Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Final Gambit

“The strongest weapon a woman has at her disposal is that she is often underestimated”

Lauren Roberts, Powerless

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Don't say that! My baby Grayson Hawthorne is still very well alive and he is NOT going to die in the series

being blonde and important must suck because there's always a chance you'll die

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5 posts!

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Five year old Gray @ True North

this was grayson as a smol bean. you can't tell me otherwise😭

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Literally me

Jameson and Avery are amazing together but Grayson, he is for the book girlies who are delulu over fictional men

no YOU dont get me. im BOTH team jameson AND team grayson. i think jameson is better for avery but i think grayson is better for ME😳

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That's one awfully cool/cruel granny

MILDRED?????

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Soo truee

Pinterest forced me into signing up on tumblr

"tumblr humor is only funny to tumblr users" NOT true. those bitches on pinterest love us.

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And the fact that Cardan says "It was terrifying watching you fall. I mean you're generally terrifying but I'm unused to fearing for you."

He literally told her that she scares him and I love that <3

The fact that Jude and Cardan are so terrified of each other is so romantic.