Author Note: This story was Requested by MaryChance! If you have any suggestions for the story, go ahead and send them to me! Suggestions are never bad! I hope you enjoy! And yes, there is Lemons aka SEX in this story! So if you have young eyes, i highly recommend you don't read this.

*THIS WAS TAKEN PLACE BEFORE WAITING OUTSIDE THE LINES WAS RELEASED*

You were laying on your bed relaxing, until you heard a scream come from down stairs. You frowned and got up off your bed and walked out of your room.

You: what the?

You looked down stairs and you saw some brown headed boy hugging your little sister. you were wearing sweat pants with a Cody Simpson shirt and some socks that were covered in all different kinds of colors and your hair was just thrown up in a messy bun.

Kylie(Your little sister who is 9): OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! I CANT BELIEVE YOU'RE HERE!

you kept staring down at kylie and the brown headed boy who was laughing at how crazy kylie was acting. you couldn't quite catch what he looked like so you slowly started to walk down the stairs quitely so nobody would stare at you.

The boy: well you better believe it!

Kylie: YOU. ARE IN, MY. HOUSE! AHH!

the boy kept laughing and kylie kept jumping up and down screaming. you frowned because her scream was piercing, you finally just yelled at her.

You: OKAY KYLIE! SHUT UP!

kylie and the boy looked up at you.

Kylie: BUT ITS GREYSON CHANCE.

once you saw it was greyson chance, your eyes got big and you covered your mouth and turned around fast and ran back up the stairs and to your room. you thought you looked like shit and you didn't want him to see you that way. you took your sweat pants off and grabbed some short jean shorts, but before you could get them on your door opened and kylie ran in, with greyson following slowly behind her. you screamed and grabbed your cover and covered yourself up.

You: KYLIE! WHAT THE FUCK?

Kylie: oops! didnt know you were getting naked.

greyson looked at you and chuckled.

Greyson: i... wouldn't have come in if i knew you were getting dressed.

he walked outside of your room, into the hallway.

You: kylie you fucking bitch.

Kylie: I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE GETTING NAKED.

You: whatever! but, what the fuck is greyson chance doing at our house?

Kylie: ME AND MOM RAN INTO HIM AT WAL MART AND I ASKED HIM TO COME OVER LATER AND SIGN A LOT OF STUFF.

You: wow, you are annoying. now get the hell out of my room.

Kylie: fine! ILL GO KISS GREYSON.

You: wow, you know he probably heard you? you're a little creep.

you could hear greyson outside in the hallway, laughing.

Kylie: YOU'RE MEAN.

You: like i care, now get the fuck out.

Kylie: FINE!

kylie ran out of your room.

Kylie: COME ON GREYSON, LET'S GO SIGN STUFF.

Greyson: oh.. hahaha okay lets go!

greyson and kylie walked into her room. you put your shorts on and then slipped some converse over your colorful socks and let your hair down, combed it out a bit, put a headband on and walked out of your room into kylie's room where greyson was signing her pillow. you stood at the doorway and stared at them.

Greyson: there you go.

he put the top back on the marker and handed it back to kylie with a smile on his, then turned around to see you standing there at the door awkwardly.

Greyson: Hi...

You: hello.

Mom: (from down stairs) KYLIE! COME ON! ITS TIME FOR YOUR PLAYDATE!

Kylie: (yells back) MOM IM WITH GREYSON THOUGH!

Mom: (yells) NOW. GET DOWN HERE, NOW.

Kylie: well, i have to go... I LOVE YOU SO MUCH GREYSON, THANKS FOR SIGNING EVERY INCH OF MY ROOM.

Greyson: It is no problem.. really.

he winked at her and kylie giggled loudly. she walked past you and whispered as she passed you.

Kylie: (whispers) touch him, then ill kill you.

you rolled your eyes.

You: kay. sure.

kylie ran down stairs and it was just you and greyson.

You: so, now that the psycho is gone.. we can meet each other properly.

you laughed and walked up to him and you both shook hands.

Greyson: yes.. haha, she's cool. i like those kinda fans. it flatters me that someone likes me that much.

You: uhh.. okay. i'd be freaked out.

Greyson: ehh, you would just have to feel what i feel.

You: well, unfortunatly i have zero talent, so i could never feel what you feel.

Greyson: i bet that's not true.

You: no seriously. it's true.

Greyson: everybody says that about theirselves..

You: you don't, obviously.

Greyson: well, you're right. im not going to say im the very best, but im not bad.. i think im pretty good at the piano.

You: thats not stuck up at all.

Greyson: just because im famous, everything i say that way has to be stuck up? if you said it, i wouldn't think you would have sounded stuck up.

You: well.. i guess you're right. you are pretty good at piano..

Greyson: well thank you.

You: hmm, well.. actually. i have something to show you. follow me.

you and greyson walked out of kylie's room into your room and you walked over to your nightstand and opened your drawer, you pulled out a sketchbook you and greyson sit down on your bed and you hand him the sketchbook and smile.

greyson opened the sketchbook and started flipping through the book in amazement.

Greyson: oh my god... this is amazing.

You: haha, thanks.

Greyson: im serious. this is fantastic work.

You: um.. thank you. thats mean a lot.

you looked off and bit your lip while greyson kept looking through it, until he got to a page that was full with other pieces a paper, he frowned slightly and picked one of the papers up and started to read it, you looked over and gasped.

You: dont look at those!

you jerked it from his hand, causing it to rip a little, you sighed and grabbed the other papers in the sketch book and stuffed them back in your nightstand.

Greyson: were those song lyrics?

You: no.. pshtt, those were NOT song lyrics. but if they were... ...what did you think about them?

Greyson: um, if you didn't notice.. i read like two lines, until you ripped the paper out of my hand.

You: right... haha

Greyson: Let me see it.

You: no, hell no.

Greyson: if you let me see it, i'll... i'll... sing you a song.

You: no.

Greyson: please?

You: no greyson.

greyson reached over and opened your nightstand, but you tried pushing him back, but he grabbed the paper quickly. he stood up and began reading it again.

You: GREYSON THAT ISN'T FAIR. I DON'T WANT YOU TO RE-

Greyson: SHH!

You: you asshole. who would ever thought GREYSON CHANCE would be an asshole.

you narrowed you narrowed your eyes at him.

Greyson: SHUT UP. IM READING.

You: i will not shut up! you stop reading-

Greyson: you'll never enjoy your life.. living inside the box, so afriad of taking chances.. how you gonna reach the top..

he read off some of your lyrics.

You: GREYSON STOP!

Greyson: wow...

You: yeah, i know it sucks.. now give it to me!

you stood up and jerked it out of his hand again.

Greyson: finish that. please.

You: no, it sucks..

Greyson: it doesnt suck! its wonderful!

You: quit lying to me.

Greyson: im not lying to you!

You: whatever.

you sighed and sat back down on your bed.

Greyson: i have an idea.

You: and whats that?

Greyson: ...

Author Note: hey! im going to Panama City on the 10th so, i don't know if i'll be able to put up anymore chapters until i get back.. but, i'll try my hardest to at least put up 1 more before i leave! hope you like it so far, it's gonna get so much better! i have a lot planned for this story.