Thalia Kennedy is a positive ball of sunshine, she likes dirty jokes and smiling whenever. When she meets a man, the complete opposite of her she immediately takes a liking to him and wants to be the one to teach him how to enjoy the little things i...
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"What a surprise!" I whisper as I let him inside my house and shut the door behind him.
"You said you needed help." He responds, still searching me for something.
"Aw, you came" I smile and turn around to face him.
"That's what she said." I blurt out and bite my lip to stop.
"I'm surprised you came to my house. " I lean on the back of my couch as he stands in my living room, inches away from reaching the ceiling.
"Thalia? Who's at the door?" Dad calls out from downstairs and I panic, I forgot about him.
"Uhm..its.. the milk man!" I shout, saying the first thing that comes to mind.
"The milk man? Eh, tell him I need low fat milk, I'm on a diet!" He shouts and I tell him I will.
"So... were you in the neighborhood or?" I trail off, slightly nervous because he had a look that told me he may be a little upset.
"No. I wasn't." He says, looking around my house.
"Oh" I nod awkwardly and look away from him.
"Why did you fucking text me?" He asks, his tone seeming a bit pissed off.
"You're gonna laugh when I tell you, ready?" I ask but he doesn't reply.
"Well, I really did need urgent help, you see I stayed home from school and I was really bored. And everyone else is at school so I can't text them and then I remembered you, so I texted you." I let out a nervous chuckle.
"And now here we are ... funny, right?"'I chuckle but he doesn't even crack a smile.
"Okay, you're not laughing. But now that you're here, you'll stay right? Why go through all that trouble to not even stay?" He scoffs and shakes his head lightly.
"Plus you get to hang out with me. You're lucky, not many people get that chance." I say trying to make it seem like a good thing.
"I fucking left Duke for this shit." He lets out, coming closer to me.
"Aw, really?" My heart flutters when I hear that.
"I mean I'm sorry, but c'mon I'll make it up to you. You won't regret it." I nod and I think he's thinking about it.
"Let's go to my room." I reach for his hand which surprises him but he surprisingly lets me lead him up the stairs.
"To hang out, not for like other stuff...." I clear my throat, I think I made it awkward.
My voice was still a little groggy but I wouldn't say it was too bad. Just a little sore.
I open the door to my room, regretting not making my bed but I usually never do. He walks into my room and looks around. I start to feel slightly self conscious about what he was thinking and what he thought about my messy room.
