What the hell was all I could think of, when he actually offered to help me. Like, one minute your all like, "oh who are you", next minute, your offering to help me out. I just stood there, not knowing what to do. He rolled his eyes and took me to the bathroom. "I'll make you something to eat, take a shower". He handed me a towel and walked out. I looked at the shower, it was already running from when he was in the shower. I blushed at the thought of him in only a towel. I took off my clothes and took a shower.
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I finished my shower and he gave me some sweatpants and one of his shirts. I was in his clothes. I needed to calm down, I just me the guy and I'm already fangirling. I walked downstairs and walked to the kitchen. I stood at the entryway and watched him make some mac and cheese. He turned to look at me and smirked. "Cute" he sad casually and placed two bowls on the table. I tried my hardest not to blush. "Why are you helping me..." I ask, barely a whisper. It took him a couple of seconds to process what I asked. "Why?" He repeated. "Well, one, you looked like you needed it. Two, your too cute to be left alone" he winked at me and smirked. I sighed, great, a playboy. I finished my plate of food and stood up. "Well, thank you, but I'll be going now" I stated. "Where to?" He asked. I shrugged. "I'll be going now" I stated again, trying my best to leave. He seemed to be thinking for a while. He stood up, "I'm coming with you"...
