My Best Friend's Sister

Chapter 6

I walked down the hallway towards my room when I overheard a conversation in one of the rooms. I think it was the room AJ was staying in.

"So you like him?" voice number one said. They were talking so softly I couldn't tell between the two.

"Yeah, I think I do. Maybe I'll ask him out or something," voice number two said. My eyes widened. My heart picked up its pace. Was that Hannah? Was she talking about me? Did Hannah like me?

I tried to listen to more and I put my ear up to the door. I was so engrossed in the girl's conversation that I didn't notice the approaching footsteps behind me, until it was too late. The person clapped a hand on my back. "Whatcha doin'?" Paul asked. After the shock of being caught, I let out a shaky breath, relieved it wasn't Liam that had found me.

"Nothing," I said quickly.

"Does this 'nothing' involve listening in on the girl's conversation?" he asked. Paul looked at me seriously. "You know Liam would kill you if he found out."

"Don't tell Liam," I whispered. "I'm rather fond of my balls. I don't want them ripped off."

He rolled his eyes. "Maybe I won't say anything if you move over and let me have a listen."

I nodded. "Go ahead. I'm on my way to bed anyways."

On my way to my room, all I thought about was Hannah. We've known each other for two days now, did she like me? Was she going to ask me out? Well I'm pretty sure that she hasn't been talking to the other guys like she's been talking to me, so is it possible? The thought of Hannah being interested in me made me want to jump for joy.

So far all I know about Hannah is she is kind of mysterious and unprodictable. One minute she's flirting, then she's teasing, and then she's sweet and wants to give me hugs.

I opened the door to my room and collapsed on my bed. Something cold squished between my back and the bed.

I jumped up. "What the heck?" Swatting behind me to try and get the mystery substance off of my back, something cold and slimy dripped onto my fingers. "Oh gross." And then it dawned on me: I never ate that plate of food Hannah brought in. I just set it on my bed and left it there.

Rolling my eyes at my stupidity, I walked out of my room and back towards the bathroom. It wouldn't have been so bad if I was wearing a shirt, but I had tore my shirt off to get in bed. The burger was smooshed and smeared all over my back. Ketchup and mustard and mayonaise and pickle all over my back.

I stepped into the bathroom, not even bothering to knock on the door. "Oh my God!" Hannah shrieked. "You scared me."

I jumped at the sound of Hannah's surprised voice. "I'm so sorry Hannah I didn't think anyone would be in here," I rambled.

She shook her head. "It's ok, I'm decent anyways. I was just going to jump in the shower."

I gulped as the image of Hannah in the shower crept into my mind. I shook my head to get rid of it. "Yeah, me too."

"What's all over your back?" Her blue eyes were locked on the mess all over my back.

"I never did eat that burger you brought me..."

"Oh gross. Here, you can have the shower first."

"Thanks," I said greatfully. Another embarrassing moment for me in front of Hannah. Add another tally to the board.

"No problem. But you know..." she walked up and put her hand on my bare chest. "You could just join me..."

My mouth dropped open and my eyes got wide. Was she serious. I mummbled something incohereant.