Dude's A Lady?

Chapter Twenty One

"So that's why I'm at a park in the middle of the night." I concluded after I told Blake everything.

Well everything surrounding my parents returning home.

He frowned sympathetically and for reasons unknown, I didn't feel pitied. Then Blake stood up and held his hand out to me. I took it tenderly and met his morose eyes. His vibrant blue eyes were dull in the night. But still as beautiful as they were in vibrant light.

"Let's go to the swings." he suggested taking my hand and guiding me away.

"Blake-" I protested taken back by his sudden mood change.

"We did talking already. Now it's time to do the one thing you should do when you're at the park." he said taking a swing and taking off. "Just have fun!"

I stared at him dumbstruck as he swung higher and higher. What was he doing? I just spilled my personal turmoil on Blake...and he wants to have fun? This was the same guy who nearly beat me up when I went on a date with Soph.

Albeit, I was dressed like a guy.

Has he gone bonkers? Taken too many balls to the face.

That's what she said....

Okay, I'm too immature for my own good.

"Get to swinging Vivi, it's a lot of fun!" he chuckled carefree. And I don't know what possessed me to listen to him, but I did.

I grabbed a swing and before I knew it, I was neck in neck with Blake. Soon all my nerves were gone. I just lived in that small blissful moment. In a place where my parents were just parents who loved me and Sawyer was my best friend again.

And it was all thanks to Blake. The brooding love sick footballer.

"This is so fun!" I cried out laughing hysterically. Blake laughed at me as my hair slapped me in the face.

"I say we jump." he suggested. When he saw me hesitating he narrowed his eyes in a mocking manner. "Is Vivi really scared?" he teased me.

"Of course not....I just don't want to....out jump you." I retorted lamely.

"Chicken." he muttered. I snapped my eyes to him in a threatening manner.

"What did you say?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Nothing....chicken." he teased me before he took the jump, and swiftly landed on his back. He flexed his arms behind his head and leisurely waited for me.

"I'm not a chicken!" I snapped taking a huge jump. My plan may have backfired just a tad when I landed on top of Blake. I groaned in pain, but I was more concerned about Blake.

"OhMyGodI'mSoSorry!" I cried out frantically when Blake didn't so much as huff in pain.

Blake opened up one of his eyes and smirked at me. I glared at him then punched his chest. He didn't seem to mind though as he laughed at me.

"Easy there Rambo!" He laughed as I kept pounding fist after fist into his chest, "You should have see your face when you jumped. It was hilarious!"

"I thought I killed you, jerk!" I snapped pushing myself off of him. However, his arm shot around my waist and pulled me closer. My breath hitched and I followed his lead. "Umm..."

Blake's sharp blue eyes pierced me. It was the same look Tyson had given me. It was like a pull between us.

"You're here." he mumbled, mindlessly tucking a strand of my hair away.

"Blake-" I began when he cut me off. His calloused hand touched my cheek and stroked it tenderly.

"I let you forget about your parents for a little while. Now it's time to face them. Can you do that?" he asked me cautiously. I could only nod in agreement because I lost my voice.