𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗

My eyes were on him with every move he made. "Where are w-" I started, but I was cutted off by entering a room, finally.

My legs started hurting from the whole walking. This mension was like a whole shopping mall. You couldn't find the exit. I'm pretty sure I would have got lost in this house, if I would try to find a room.

I felt like I was in a labyrinth and like I just ran a fucking marathon and I'm pretty sure that this walk took us 10 mins, if not more.

The moment he opened the door, I asked myself what shampoo he uses, because the he opened the door the cold wind from a opened window flew right into my face and the smell of his shower gel was flying with it right into my nostrils,making it able to smell the cocos-like shower gel.

Wow, he actually showered before he came back.

I looked around in the room we entered just 30 seconds ago and it was flawless. It had a beautiful bed, it was black, just like most of the room.

"This is your room." he said, making a hand movement to show me the room. I turned to him looking into his eyes in disbelief.

"Why are you giving me a room. I mean... It's not like I doesn't like it, actually I was totally fine with the basement it's not the first time slept in a basement but.... Why?" I asked.

"So you don't want it?" he looked at me with raised eyebrows.
"Because if you don-"

"Fuck no, I'll keep it." I argued.
A big room with a big and comfortable bed,big windows with an amazing view and a closet that's 5 times bigger than me.. Of course I'll keep it. Pfft, duh.

I kinda used the word "big" very often. I wonder if there's something else bi-
NO.

It's for sure really small.
But I hope not so small like his patience.. Because THIS would be really small.

"Since we have a deal and you wouldn't try anything stupid..." he looked at me with the 'I dare you' face and continued, "I decided to give you your own room and since you're my date for the ball I don't want you to live in a dirty basement."

I kinda have to admit that the basement was cleaner than my apartment but okay...

What? I don't like cleaning.

"How charming of you." I said with a smirk, walking over to the bed and letting myself fall onto it.

"Now leave." He looked at me with a confused expression. "What? Are you deaf?I said leave" I repeated.

He looked at me and started laughing and you could see his tongue coming out to lick his lips.

Oh god. He does the thing. You know.. The thing that every guy does. It's like yk laughing and placing their tongue on the side you know? THE thing.

"Fine. But be ready at 5pm."he stated.
He looked at me, pointing into my direction with his index finger.
Be ready for what?

"And what is at 5?"I asked changing into a sitting position, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"Dinner."

What fucking dinner?

"Dinner?"I repeated.

"Yeah. Are you deaf? " he mocked my words from just 2 minutes ago.

I gave him a 'haha,very funny' look.

"Just be ready." he said, starting to walk out of the room. Just as he was a bout to close the door and came in again and said, "Oh and wear red."with a smirk plastered on his face, he finally walked out.