(by now you know there aren't going to be any titles) Part 3

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John's POV

Dave is inspecting your room. Wow Dave is actually in YOUR room! You are so excited! But you're still worried, his Bro doesn't know where he is! You think what would happen if you ran off and your dad didn't know where you were. But you guess Dave and his brother have a different relationship than you and your dad. Dave sits down on your bed, since the only other seat is your computer chair in the far corner of the room, you sit on your bed next to Dave. Your shoulders touch and your heart skip a beat. Its thundering in your chest as you feel Dave's warmth on your arm, surely he can hear it beating like a samba. You aren't really sure why you feel s nervous being close to Dave, after all you are just friends, right? You both kind of sit there in awkward silence.  Finally Dave turns to you, you see your reflection in his glasses. You stare into his mirrored shades, your eyes drift up to his blond hair, it falls down and covers part of his glasses. You almost reach your hand up to brush it out of the way, but you falter. You look down and Dave's hand has rested on yours. You look back up at Dave to see a red streak across his cheeks, is he blushing?!? All of the sudden he leans close to you, his lips brush your ear and he whispers

"wheres your bathroom?"

Your eyes widen as he leans away from you

"its down the hall, first door on the left Strider!"

"thanks" he says, grinning

You watch as he walks out of your bedroom after he shuts the door to the bathroom you lay on your bed sighing. What was that? did he mean anything my holding your hand or was he just messing with you? Or maybe it was some intricate ironic plot? Augh! you rub your eyes pushing your glasses up on your forehead. You lay on your bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking.





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