Chapter 4: Shorty

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Liam's POV:

As I reached Leo's house, I noticed Oliver walking out. What the fuck. Why was he there? Wait. Why do I care? It's not like I have a thing for kaitlin. Besides, I can't. I'm forbidden to like her. But, she's just different.

I ring the doorbell. Leo invited me over to play video games. She opens the door. She looks gorgeous, her beautiful brown eyes twinkling. Stop it Liam, reach to your senses.

"Hey." I say inviting myself in.

"Oh uh hi." She says back. God, even her voice was sweet.

Leo comes and takes me to his room. He said he was gonna invite some of our friends later. I couldn't help but glance at her as we went up the stairs. Shit wtf was i doing.

"Uh so what do you want your sister to help me  with?" I ask Leo.

"Oh right. Coach says that you're not doing well in Art and you're almost on the verge of failing, right? Kait can tutor you after school. She's really good at Art. Plus I don't want her to hang around with Oliver. He's changed." Leo tells me.

"Uh sure. I guess I can do that." I say.

"Okay! Let's go play video games. Wait uh can you go downstairs and get some snacks? I'll set everything up until then." Leo says while moving his set up. "Okay."

I head downstairs when I see Kaitlin in the kitchen too. She's trying to reach for something up on the high shelf. I chuckle softly as I see her struggle.

I started to walk towards her until my chest was against her back. I reached for what she wanted, blocking her in close to me.

She turned around and I leaned towards her. I can feel her holding her breath, so I back up.

I lean down to her face, "Here you go, shorty." I say with a smirk.

Kait's POV:

I got bored so I decided to make a smoothie.

I'm trying to reach for a glass that I was going to pour my smoothie into. But, it was too high and I couldn't reach it.

All of a sudden I felt that same hard chest against my back reaching for the glass. I could feel his warm breath and his heartbeat. I could feel Instant butterflies.

I immediately turn around and see him leaning down to me.

I hold my breath. I can tell he knows I'm uncomfortable and backs away. I look up to him and he leans down.

"Here you go, shorty." He says with a smirk.

He then leaves the room with a bag of chips and I let go of my breath as I process everything that just happened. 

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