My Snarky Tutor(Boyxboy)

~Chapter Twenty-Seven~

(Noah's P.O.V)

I was woken up by a beeping sound so I automatically assumed it was my alarm clock. When I was about to hit the snooze button, the sound stopped. Realizing it was my phone, I got out of bed to check my phone. There was a text message from Eric saying he'll be here in ten minutes.

I sighed, cursing myself for waking up late because now, I didn't have time to eat a proper breakfast. Running to the bathroom, I quickly started brushing my teeth and then ran back to my room to change into my uniform. I ran back to the bathroom, finishing up and messed with my hair a little. Should I add gel?

Out of curiosity, I smelled my shirt and under my arms. I had such a plain scent. Should I start wearing my dad's cologne? Should I start buying my own? What if Eric was allergic to it?

I heard my phone beep again and I looked at the time. Eric was here.

Slinging my bag strap over my shoulder, I grabbed my phone and ipod and went downstairs to put on my shoes.

"Bye, mom!" I called out to her before leaving the house, closing the door behind me. I walked to Eric's car and suddenly stopped in my tracks. My heart began to race and I got a little fluttery feeling in my stomach.

It took a few breaths to calm myself down and I got into his car in the passenger seat. I felt giddy yet nervous.

I looked at Eric with the corner of my eye. Why wasn't he saying anything? Or even driving?

"Hey," I meant for it to come out cheerful, but it sounded awkward instead.

"Hi, Noah," he responded as he turned on the radio. Was something wrong? The last time he turned on the radio, he told me that he turned it on to get his mind off something.

We sat in the car in silence for a couple of minutes before he turned off the radio and started driving.

When we were about half way to the school, I decided to talk.

"So, how was your weekend?" I asked. Then something has occurred to me. Eric and I had nothing in common. I liked music, video games, and movies while he liked reading, writing and food. I wonder if our conversations seemed bland. They were never bland to me but what about to someone else? Wait, why should I care?

"Sorry," Eric apologized. Huh? What for? Did I accidentally say my thoughts out loud?

"For what?" I asked, almost scared to know the answer.

|For yelling at you like that....and hanging up. I didn't mean to do it. Did that upset you?"

I turned towards him. Was he serious? How could I be upset over that?

Before I could help myself, I laughed.

"W-What?" he asked, sounding a bit ashamed.

"Sorry," I told him, forcing myself to calm down and stop laughing. "Of course I'm not upset. I was surprised, that's for sure, but..." I trailed off, looking at my lap.

"It was funny and very cute." I said quietly.

It was silent for a minute so I looked up and turned to him. Eric was just driving, paying attention to the road. But...his face was all red.

'Eric's blushing.' I thought to myself while grinning.

Then Eric dropped me off at the front entrance of the school.

"Bye," I smiled at him. He smiled back, this look into eyes. He looked at me that way a lot recently but I just couldn't get used to it. No one had ever looked at me like that before. It made my heart pound. Eric really did like me...