Ever since they left for Seattle Greyson was feeling on edge. He thought once they got on the road things would calm down, his brain would shut the hell up, and he’d be able to have a good time, but it was safe to say that wasn’t true. All he could think about was all the different conversations he had had before they took off and now that they were at their first stop, he didn’t know if he could properly enjoy it without completely faking it. All he was doing on the inside was panicking, feeling angry, and beating himself up. He really was trying his hardest to keep a smile on or somewhat of a smile around certain people, Cooper being one of the main ones. He didn’t want to burden the male, even though he knew Cooper would be the first to tell him to talk to him if he needed to talk to someone because he knew Greyson well enough that he’d let it build up and either blow up on himself or on someone else but here he was. Typical Greyson holding everything in and torturing himself.
Sitting up from his bed, Greyson looked over at the boys who had turned in for the night and shook his head, pushing himself up and out of bed as quietly as possible. He couldn’t get comfortable and even more so he felt like the walls were closing in on him. He needed a moment to get up and be alone for a bit. Exiting the room, he walked down the long hallway towards where he knew the elevators were at. Assuming he should get some air outside, somewhere he’d be alone, maybe get a smoke or use a different vice to take the edge off. Once he got to the elevators, Greyson took it down to the lobby and walked towards the front doors but before he could get to them he noticed Carmen entering the building. She was probably the last person Greyson should be seeing at the moment. In his current mindset, it wasn’t a good idea but logical Greyson wasn’t at the phone at the moment and as soon as he saw her he wanted to speak with her.
“Can I talk to you?” // @carmenstrcde









