let me love you - t.h.

Chapter 15

"Let me make it up to you. Or cheer you up." – Tom and I were sitting on couch while Emily was asleep in her room upstairs. After that incident today, I was really concerned about my safety and everything. I was thinking that if I piss him off he'll kill me too.

"How exactly." – I said turning my attention from movie to him. "I would suggest, to go on a date with me." – He smiled and waited for my response.

"How does that make me happy? I think it would only make you happy." – I said in joking way wanting to hear what he has to say. "Well you can have good time and I'll just listen to you. I really love listening to your voice." – He placed his head back on the couch.

"That much that I would just stay in silent and listen to you all night." – He added, his smile growing bigger. "You are just saying that because you want me to go out with you." – I turned my head back to the movie.

"No seriously. Why do you think I come to your room every night and why do I want to talk to you. Your voice just calms me down, either you believe it or not." – He explained himself confidently. I turned my head back to him.

Tom really did ask me a lot of questions while we were talking in my room. And he really seemed interested in everything I said. And I love those kind of people who would let you talk but then also really seem to listen to you in every situation.

Tom was that kind of a person. No matter about what I was talking he would wait until I finish then he would just ask another question.

"And what if I accept your offer?" –I asked smiling. "Then I would make that night, best night you ever had." – He sounded proud to himself.

"That is a really hard thing to do. I had some night that I call 'best night of my life'. You really want to try that?" – I raised an eyebrow.

"Is that a yes then?" – He tilted his head in surprise, actually not believing me. "If you accept the challenge of making it the best night of my life."

"Challenge accepted." – He teasingly said. I love when we tease each other. I don't know it's just funny. "Then, tomorrow at 7pm. Emily is going to our aunt anyway." – He added.

"But before that. I would like to know more about you." – He continued turning on his side to face me. "What do you mean? I think you know enough, we live together for over two month now." – I responded with kind of confusion.

"Well like, where are you from, what's your favorite food, what kind of songs do you like to listen... You never told me that. Those small details, and I really like paying attention to it." – He smiled and tilted his head patiently waiting for my response.

"In that case, I am from Italy. My mother is American and my father is Italian. Uh... I don't really have favorite food but I like pasta and pizza. And I really like old songs like..." – I stopped for a second to think about the song I like the most at the moment. "'It's been a long, long time' maybe... Or even 'Sway' by Michael Buble... I would say that I love that song." – I finished and looked at him.

Whole time he was smiling and not taking his eyes off of me. It made me a little nervous. In a good way. Is it possible that I am falling for him? I mean he is attractive, I already admitted that but to myself. Who knows what would've happen if I said that out loud.

But he looked so cute while he was leaned on his side, his hand supporting his head and that look. Those deep brown looked so interested in me and my conversation.

"What?" – I said under laugh. "Nothing." – And he continued with his stare. "Why are you looking at me like that?" – I added on question I asked before. "As I said, it's nothing. I just love looking at you. It makes me feel comfortable." – My god. No one ever complimented me this much.

I start to blush. I mean what should I do? Man is complimenting me every time he gets a chance. I never knew how to take a compliment. And I never probably will.

"You're blushing?" – He smiled at me kind of making fun of me. "Maybe..." – I actually didn't want to admit that I am blushing. It's kind of embarrassing to me.

"There is no maybe, you are... Am I making you blush?" – He asked in high pitch even more smiling. I rolled my eyes and looked back at the movie crossing my arms and leaning my head back on couch.

"Let's just watch movie, I am tired."