Mr. Popular and Me

Chapter 10

Evan's POV

"Shut up..." I grumbled, irritated as Wealand kept laughing.

"I never thought you'd be the type of guy who screamed like a girl. And your face was priceless! You should have seen it, you would have laughed, too." He said as he chuckled and looked at me.

"I wouldn't have laughed." I crossed my arms and stomped off.

Yes, I'm acting like a two-year-old, but I don't care. He's annoying me.

"Aww, hey, don't act like that. I was just playing with you." Waeland whined as he chased after me.

He caught up quickly and grabbed my hand. I almost jerked my hand out of his immediately but decided against it once I felt him give mine a small squeeze. Looking up at him, I saw a giant grin on his face.

Wasn't he just whining two seconds ago?

"Let's ride something less intimidating. Yeah?" Waeland asked as he scanned around the park.

"How about no rides. At all. Ever again." I've only been on one ride, and needless to say. I hated it. It made my stomach churn and I am pretty sure one of these times, the thing could collapse or fly off the rail.

"Why not? Not all of them are that fast or tall." He said and looked at me.

"Because. They're scary and I don't like them." I responded.

"Fine, how about we get something to snack on while we look around for something you want to do?" He suggested, looking at me. I swear his eyes were sparkling. Probably just the sunlight.

"Alright. I'll agree to that." I said. He wasn't being unreasonable and I guess I am being kind of boring since I refuse to ride any rides at an amusement park. And he did reserve this whole place because I don't like being around a lot of people... Which I'm assuming costs his family a lot of money... I guess I'll ride another ride. Just not yet.

After ordering some snacks and drinks, Waeland took me on a tour through the park. He really knows this place like the back of his hand. I guess that's expected since he owns the place, but still. He must come here a lot. I wonder how often he's here.

"Are you listening?" Waeland asked me, waving his hand in front of my face.

Oh, I must not have been paying attention. "Um, no, sorry. What were you saying?"

"Nothing, it's not important." He told me. Hmm, now I really am curious as to what he said. "Anyways, we have a small water park here, too if you would like to try that out."

"I didn't bring any swimming trunks." Honestly, I don't even think I own a single pair of swimming trunks. I don't ever swim.

"Who needs swimming trunks? You have boxers on. Don't you?" He asked me.

Oh no. I am not getting in my boxers in front of this guy. Or anyone for that matter.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm swimming in them," I said.

"Fine, then I'll swim by myself," Waeland said as he pulled me to another part of the park.

I started to imagine Waeland in his boxers, swimming. I could see it clearly since I've already seen him in them whenever he slept over at my house... Ugh, this guy really has a spell on me. I don't like it.

As we entered the water park, Waeland began stripping his clothes off. I looked away as I felt a faint heat rise up in my cheeks and to my ears.

"No need to be bashful, Evan. You've seen me naked before." He chuckled.