Chapter 45 ~ "You're So Strange"

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Boyfriend.

That feels so insanely scary but exciting to say that in my head. I slept in my own room last night, needing a good night of sleep after all of my exams. Walker understood of course, he seemed happy with what I'd asked him yesterday.

I wake up feeling a bit groggy but still well-rested. I sit up in bed, stretching a bit when I hear a knock at the door. I pull the covers up over my chest, aware that I was just in a t-shirt. 

"Come in!"

I watch the door push open and the first thing I see are bright green eyes. My god he's pretty.

"Morning sweetheart." He grins.

"Oh it's just you." I breathe, lowering my covers and he steps inside, closing the door behind him. "What's up?"

"What are you up to today?" He asks and I grin.

"I'm headed home tonight after mom's off work." I answer and he smiles, taking a seat next to me in bed. "Why?"

"I was thinking maybe I'd take you out before then." He shrugs and I feel my heart pick up speed in my chest.

"A date?"

"A date." He repeats and I feel my cheeks heat up. "Get up and get dressed, let's do breakfast." I smile weakly, feeling mushy inside and he kisses my forehead.

"A-alright." I whisper with a smile and he nods, running his fingers through my hair and shivers run down my spine.

He leaves and I jump up, feeling completely renewed after a good night of sleep. The first place I head is to the washroom to shower, then do my morning routine and skincare. I can't seem to stop smiling which is annoying, but not upsetting.

I then head back to my room and get dressed, opting for something casual. It was too cold outside for anything too nicer and I figure we're just going somewhere simple anyway.

I step out into the hall and I walk down to the main room. Walker's standing in the kitchen and the moment I see him I smile.

"Hey." 

"Hey Annie." He says, walking over to me and I press my lips together.

Then I hear the sound of someone tossing something on the coffee table. I turn and Mark instantly stands up, shoving his hands in his pockets and shoving past us to his room. He shuts the door and I frown.

It really disappointed me that this was how he was behaving. I thought Mark learned with Dane that I could handle making choices for myself. I'm not even sure why he's so upset, he's acting like I've betrayed him by being with Walker.

"Come on." He whispers, putting his arm around my shoulder and I sigh. He leads me out to his car and I hop in with him, laying my head back on the headrest.

I want Walker, I want him more than I've ever wanted anyone before in my whole life. For the first time in my life I feel close to someone romantically. I'm happy when I'm with him and I feel lucky every time I look at him.

But I don't want to be what creates drama either. I don't want his friends to be angry at him and I don't want the apartment to feel wrong or tense. If they had any clue how long the two of us had been flirting and falling for each other I bet they wouldn't believe it.

"Try not to worry about it." He sighs, picking up my hand to squeeze it and then he puts the car in drive.

I could tell he had a lot on his mind too, that made me feel queasy. Mark was one of his best friends, the two of them had known each other for years and I was about to destroy it.

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