Back the t-rex up

Chapter 19

Hey guysss 

sorry its been a bit again 😬😬 Im a bad procrastinator 

But since ive recently got a bunch new readers (ty) i decided i owe you guys

and since ive been slacking ive taken the time to plan properly what this chapter is gonna be so enjoy :)

Recap

"Jeez Foster, breathe, it's fine, I don't mind it." He put a hand on my shoulder which for some reason is very distracting.

"Umm.. okay," I blink. "I've got everything if you wanna..."

"uh yeah, lets go." he lets go and walks away, leaving my shoulder feeling weirdly cold.

Dude calm down it was a hand on your shoulder, your friends hand, it's not that deep, you're just going to the beach, chill, please.

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I made sure to let Grady and Edaline know I was going before I left.

On the way to the beach me and Keefe talked. 

Or rather I talked and he listened. He let me ramble about books and shows and anything I wanted to the whole way. It didn't feel forced either. It felt like he actually wanted to hear about it, even asked questions about things.

It was just a little thing but it really meant something to me. It made me feel like I wasn't being annoying and irritating. I felt like I didn't have to worry about filtering myself around him. I could just be myself.

We were about 10 minutes away from the beach, 'She's so High' by Tal Bachman was playing quietly on the radio as I ranted about a murder mystery movie I watched the night prior.

"And then I noticed, like, a small twitch on the characters faces when he said "scorpion venom" and I knew something was up with them." I say proudly.

Keefe chuckled. "You're a little detective, aye?"

I roll my eyes. "I just like trying to solve things, being able to figure things out. It makes me feel in control - not in, like, a narcissistic  way or anything-"

"I get it Foster." Keefe says. "I like feeling in control too, it makes you feel like things are going to be okay. No matter what."

I glance at him. He's staring at the road, still. There's something about his expression that causes an achy feeling in my stomach. He looked... hollow. 

Then he blinked.

"Y'know what I never get in those movies?" He said, back to his usual self. "Why those people always hide stuff from the detective."

"I KNOW RIGHT!?" I exclaim. "Like, dude, it's literally their job to find stuff out, they're gonna figure it out."

He laughs and nods.

"And like they hide the things because they don't want to incriminate themselves, but by hiding the thing that may incriminate them they're incriminating themselves more!"

(This is my real opinion btw ;))

We stop talking after that. He drives slowly as we listen to the radio. 

I find myself watching him. Studying his face. 

I'd never really paid proper attention to it before. It was a good face. I liked it.

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-Keefe POV-

"You have a good face." 

"Excuse me?" I look at her for a second, surprised and taken aback.

"I said you have a good face." She narrows her eyes as to inspect it more thoroughly. "I like it."

"Is this a new discovery?" I say turning back to the road.

"I don't know," I hear her say. "I just noticed now how much I like it."

"Well...Thank you." I turn back at her to smile. "I like your face too."

I like your face a lot...

I like you a lot...

More than you know..

TADAAAA

there you go

-L <3