Fall back in love

Chapter 2

"What are you going to do about Greyson?" Riley asks winking at me. It's Tuesday and he's coming over to my house to work on the project.

"How many times do I have to tell you? He's not going to ask me out. I'm not exactly a guy's type, nobody goes for nerds, they all want the cheerleaders."

"That's because high school boys are idiots." She shakes her head. "You've got that right," I mumble, nodding my head as we continue walking to English.

After a long day of school, it's finally time to go home. Greyson is coming at around 5. Giving me plenty of time to relax since it's barely 3:00.

As soon as I got home I went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Mom and Dad were at work and Jonathan didn't get home until six because of football practice, or later, if he was going to Riley's party. That leaves the house to myself for the night.

After getting a snack I went up to my room and started watching Netflix since my homework had already been done.

Soon after, the doorbell rang, I looked at the time on my phone and it was five o'clock, and Greyson was here.

I close my laptop and head downstairs. I opened the door and saw he was facing the street. "Hey, Greyson," I say shyly. "Hi, is it okay if I call you Ash?" he asks smiling.

"Yeah, I don't mind." I blush looking down at my feet.

"Well Ash, we should probably finish that project of ours." He smiles again. "Right." I nod my head and lead him up to my room. Once upstairs we got all our stuff ready and started working.

After an hour of each of us working on our part of the lab report, I heard the door open and close downstairs, informing me that Jonathan was home.

"Ashley, I'm home!" He yelled.

"Alright, I'm upstairs working on a project," I yell back. "Alright." He yells and I hear the TV go off. I ignored it and focused back on what I was writing.

"How about we take a break?" Greyson asks putting his books down on the desk.

"Sure, do you want to go talk to my brother?" I ask looking up at him. "No, actually, I want to talk to you." he walks toward my bed and sits as close to me as humanly possible.

"What do you want to talk about?" I ask scooting back a little, intimidated at how close he is to me.

"I was told you wanted to kiss me, would you want me to kiss you?" He asked kissing my jaw, his lips lingering there for a while. I stiffened up not knowing how to respond.

"We can't do this." I breathe pushing him off of me. "Really? You're playing hard to get?" He stifles a laugh making me frown. "No, I'm moving."