I Can't Believe I Like You

Sixteen

"Oh hey there Andrew" I say awkwardly, spinning my straw in my drink before taking a sip.

"Who's your friend?" He asks, cocking his head to the side and studies Haley.

"I'm Haley and you must be the famous Andrew"

"You know me?"

"Oh yes, Sara won't shut up about you she always saids Andrew is so- OW" Haley glares at me, rubbing her shin.

I give her a look that says 'stfu' and look back at Andrew, embarrassment flooding my cheeks. He lets out a small chuckle and smirks at me.

"So you talk about me?"

I blush some more and try to hide my face with my hair. Andrew reaches up and brushes my hair out of my face.

"Don't hide your pretty little face" He says quietly, staring at me intently. I slowly nod, not taking my eyes away from his.

"Ahem still here just saying" Haley says, waving her arms around.

"Oh and while you two were having a staring contest our food came"

I blush and tear my gaze away from Andrew and he removes his hands.

"Are you working tonight?"

"Yes"

He smirks and leans closer to me. So close that I can smell his cologne and feel his hot breath on the side of my face.

"See you at two" Is all he says before he walks away. I watch him go until he is out of sight and then I look at a, smirking, Haley.

"I must say, that, was pretty hot" Haley says, busting out into laughter.

"Ha Ha Ha" I say sarcastically, eating my food.

"Seriously though, the sexual tension was so thick I could cut it with my toast" And for emphases, actually pretends to cut the air with her toast. I roll my eyes and playfully kick her ankle.

"It was not"

"Was to"

"Was not"

"Was to"

"WAS NOT"

"WAS TOOOO"

I sigh, crossing my hands over my chest. Haley grins triumphantly and finishes off her breakfast.

...

"You have a nice day" Reagan says with a smile and a wave. I wave back and Haley sends her a smile.

"What do you want to do now" I ask, stretching my arms over my head.

"What time is it?"

"I don't know"

"Well check"

"Why don't you check?"

"Cause I'm to lazy to pull my phone out of my pocket, that requires way to much energy and motivation"

I roll my eyes and pull my phone out of my pocket.

"Quarter after twelve"

"WHY DO PEOPLE SAY IT LIKE THAT?! WHY CAN'T THEY JUST SAY IT'S TWELVE-TWENTY FIVE?! WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE TO BE SO DIFFICULT" Haley rants, flailing her arms around.

"Ok ok geez its twelve-twenty five" I say, putting my hands up in surrender.

"Thank you for saying it correctly" Haley huffs, crossing her arms.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?"

"JESUS CHRIST WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO" I scream, earning weird looks from people on the street.

"Alright, alright, god don't get your granny panties in a twist" Haley mutters, leading the way to who knows where.

"I don't wear granny panties"

"Liar"

"How would you know" I challenge, crossing my arms and looking at her pointedly.

"I've seen them"

"WHY WERE YOU IN MY UNDERWEAR DRAWER?!"

"I HAD TO BORROW SOME"

"WHY?!"

"I STARTED MY PERIOD"

"WHICH ONES DID YOU USE?!"

"THE ONES WITH DUCKS ON THEM"

"THAT WAS MY FAVORITE PAIR"

"ITS A RUINED PAIR NOW"

"THERES PERIOD BLOOD ON MY FAVORITE UNDERWEAR?! I NAMED ALL THE DUCKS ON THERE! THEY WERE ALL NAMED GUS"

"WELL GUS ONE, TWO, AND THREE ALL TOOK A BATH IN MY BLOOD"

"YOU MURDERED MY GUS'S"

"YES I DID"

"YOU MONSTER"

"NEXT TIME I'M USING YOUR TOASTER"

"STAY AWAY FROM MY TOASTER"

"NEVER"