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Chapter:8

Clover's POV:

I decide that changing the subject would probably be the best thing to do right about now to avoid further embarrassment..i also think that its safe to assume that my face is probably red as anything right now,I just hope that cato doesn't pay that much notice..i try not to think about that though,atleast not for now anyways-..I instead I try and think about what I should say next,then something finally comes to mind.

"Oh yeah i nearly forgotten to ask you this but are you still up for coming back over to my house after you've had a proper sleep?you won't have to worry about having to hide in closets this time..i promise-"i manage to bearly get out,muttering most of my words in the process"hmm that depends..will i have to worry about having to share a bed with you this time?"

There it was,i half knew he was going to reply with something like that by now but it still took me abit by surprise for whatever reason..in those few moments it felt as though my attempts of trying to change the subject had backfired completely probably because they had but I had an idea,it wasn't the best idea but it'd work.. or at least hopefully it would-i figured that if he's going to mess with me is there really any harm in doing it back?it takes awhile for me to think of something to reply with but then finally after what seems like atleast a minute or two I think of something.

"That also depends..i suppose we'll just have to see have things plan out now won't we?"i struggle to hold in my laughter as I see his expression change completely..going from a smirk to a look of both confusion and surprise..he couldn't think i was being serious though could he?even if he did that'd just make the whole thing ten times funnier anyways"I suppose so..I wouldn't mind it too much anyways"he replied almost immediately with a slight shrug but that was a reply I wasn't exactly expecting,especially not from him-judging my his facial expression he was either being dead serious about what he had just said or he was great at keeping a straight face because I really couldn't tell and for some reason the fact that I couldn't tell worried me..

So when he finally broke out into laughter it was somewhat of a relief to me because now I had another question answered"do you want to finish the game we started last night?i have more questions prepared this time-"i ask"in that case ask away" "ok..what's your favourite colour?"he takes awhile to answer which i find abit strange since it's one of the more simpler questions"green"he replies with a slight smile"what about you?" "blue,light blue in particular"i answer back almost immediately"when's your birthday?" "October 18th." "that's a shame,let's hope you make it to your 19th."its clear that cato doesn't find this joke as funny as I do going off of his change in expression after i said it.

"Sorry-i didn't mean for it to sound like that.."we walk silently along side eachother for a few more minutes after that until cato interrupts the silence with another question"what's your favourite animal?" "easily cats..apart from the ginger ones" "what's so wrong with the ginger ones then?"he asks raising an eyebrow"they look funny and they're all abit daft" "so what you're saying is that they're sort of like you?"i roll my eyes at this remark of his"i may look funny but atleast I'm not stupid"i say looking him up and down"ok you've got me-"he says putting his hands up as he does so"what about you?what's your favourite animal?" "Definitely Dogs" "is there any breed in particular that you prefer over others?"i ask hoping that he doesn't notice that I'm asking more then one question at a time"Golden retrievers" "That's funny because you sort remind me of one in a way" "is that so?in what way?" "Well for starters you're reliable and confident..overly confident but confident nonetheless but you're also trustworthy and kind..well at times-" "Wow you really know your stuff clove,you're a dog expert even though you say you prefer cats" "I just pick stuff up over time i suppose"I don't know much about dogs in actuality but I'm not going to let cato know that"I have a question" "well go ahead"I say egging him on"have you ever wished you weren't an only child?"this question takes quite alot of thinking about to answer"i suppose it does get abit lonely from time to time but i wouldn't change things even if I could i don't think"i can't tell if what I just said was me lying or not..parts of what I said were true but the majority?not so much..

I know that cato can tell by the pitiful expression that he's giving me,but i don't want his pity,I don't need it..infact pity is quite literally the last thing I need right now,he's good at reading people though..I'll give him that"and you?have you every wished that..you know you were an only child?or that you could experience being one?" "There were and there still is times that I wish things like that but i care for my family more then anything and I wouldn't give them up for the world" "Wow Cato..I wouldn't have guessed that you'd be such a softie"i tease"Oh haha very funny"he replied obviously unamused by my joke"In all seriousness though,I find it sweet how much you seem to care about your family,they all seem like great people..maybe even your brother,though he certainly doesn't show it very much-"this manages to get a chuckle or two out of cato"Thanks Clove,I appreciate it"we finally reach his house,i figure that we must've been walking at a much slower pace then we normally do because that walk seemed to have dragged on forever,i enjoyed it though,I enjoyed having someone to talk to and I'm greatful to have cato..