"This isn't you Cade." My voice is small.
I don't know if I'll ever understand why he suddenly changed, but I'm grateful he did. Whatever happened to him is a benefit to what is happening to us right now.
Cade tucks the strands of my hair that fall...
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As I stare into Cade's menacing eyes, I realized this is the Cade from that night. The one with the colder exterior.
His outfit only adds to the his whole demeanour. He is on Calvin Klein's black-ish denim on denim pants and jacket. He doesn't have on the silver hoops earrings that I have taken a liking to. A sliver necklace rests around his neck, along with some sliver rings on his fingers.
His brown curls are no longer existing. It is now styled like Eugene's hair in Disney's Tangled. I thought I loved those curls, but that was nothing compared to this look.
He looks far more mature now. And hotter.
"And why would she need tutoring?" I look away from Cade's beautiful face to my Dad's displeased one. It's clear that he doesn't like him.
I didn't notice it before, but he has been drilling a hole at the side of Cade's face the whole time. Cade was standing just before the door, my parents both by his side.
From Cade's grin and expression, he seems to not mind my Dad's immediate dislike for him. My Father has always been protective of me, so I'm not surprised at his deportment.
How the fuck did I forget about him tutoring me?
I mentally facepalm myself.
"So you're her friend and her tutor. Nice." My Mom elaborates, a radiant smile on her face. Unlike my Dad's expression.
I just realised I've been standing like a goddamn mannequin.
"It's just math Mom." I say, walking towards Cade.
I ignore the stupid grin present on his perfect lips and my Dad's scrutinizing stare on him. I grapple Cade's hand without much thought and start heading upstairs with him behind me.
We didn't make it to the stairs before hearing, "whatever tutoring you guys wanna have, do it where my eyes can see you." My Dad directs the you to Cade.
"Let's leave them to it, shall we Simon?" My Mom tells my Dad. One look from her and he complies. Although, he still shot a warning look to Cade, before they both disappeared to the living room.
I'm aware of our hands still connected. With that thought, I pull him to the dining room.
"Seems like your old man doesn't take a fancy to me." Cade says like it's nothing.
"Yeah not just him." I take my hand away from his. He easily understood what I meant. I didn't mean to get upset, but seeing him all unruffled and grinning like freaking pennywise, rubs me off badly.
No it's because he doesn't like you dummy.
I block out the voice in my head, uttering the next words out when Cade didn't say anything.
