Behind the Secrets

T H R E E

"This is your house?" I asked looking at my surroundings. This was not a house. This was a mansion.

"Yep," he said heading towards the kitchen grabbing a bottle a water "Help yourself to anything you like." I look at him confused then I went in his cabinets cause I figured he was offering me free food. Why the hell should I turn that down?

"Oh my god," I said grabbing a pack of macaroons out of the fridge. "These are my absolute favorite."

Okay maybe I had I macaroon obsession but he didn't need to know that part. I took one and put it in my mouth. So good. He chuckles with amusement as he sees my face. "Come on," He says leaving the kitchen and head up spiral stairs that lead to a hallway. I followed him down into a room. Judging by the looks of it, it was his bed room. "Sit."

I took a sit on the floor and continued to eat my macaroons.

"I meant in a chair but okay," He says taking a bean bag chair and placing it in front of where I sat. He sat down and looked at the macaroons which had two left. "How could you eat all that?"

"What? They're good." I looked at him innocently. I love macaroons can you blame me.

"Whatever," He chuckled shaking his head.

"Wanna play twenty questions," I asked after eating the last macaroon and placing the empty package to the side. He raise his eyebrow at me. "Calm down I'm bored and if we're gonna be spending time together I need to know more about you other than the fact your an arrogant asshole."

"The good girl just cursed. It's a miracle." He laughed but then replied "Fine. Favorite color?"

"Purple. You?

"Red."

"Favorite movie?"

"Don't really have one. Maybe like Now You See Me or something, you?"

"Love, Rosie or Monte Carlo."

"Okay then. Favorite tv show?"

"The Flash or Modern Family"

"Seriously?" He asked

"Yes okay don't judge me. The Flash started off as an amazing show and still isn't that bad of a show and everything, then there's Modern Family which is crazy funny and interesting."

"Okay okay I'm not judging," He raised his arms in defense.

"What about you tough guy?"

"Mine is probably The Flash too." I looked at him for a while trying to tell if he was lying "What as you said it's a damn good show. That's why I was trying to see if you were serious when you said it was your favorite."

"Um okay" I said "Biggest obsession?"

"If I tell you, you have to swear not to tell anyone."

"I swear on your grave."

He rolled his eyes at me. "Fine my biggest obsession is photography. I love taking photos."

"That's nice."

"What about you?"

"Macaroons."

"I should have guessed the way you devoured those macaroons were crazy." I grab the nearest thing and threw it at him which happen to be a pen. "Ouch that hurt," He lied.

"Your such a liar," I said.

"Favorite band?" He asked.

"Fall Out Boy, the 1975, Imagine Dragons, Green Day, One Direction-"