Chapter 16

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Blakely's P.O.V.

I really do love Leeroy it's just that he keeps making me mad when he's with my friends. And I have every reason to be jealous! Kind of... Anyways it's not like Harry and I were doing anything. He was just telling me that Leeroy loves me, but just needs to figure it out. Like he knows it and accepts it but doesn't know how to show it. The rest of the day went really slow and I couldn't wait for school to be over. I just wanted to go to Leeroy's but then I wanna go home for a bit after that before I call Harry to come over. Harry knows I'm going to Leeroy's and he doesn't care. I don't hide anything from Harry because sooner or later he will find out and I don't want him to get hurt either. Yeah I guess I love him too. Things are just too complicated. I need to get home. Finally the bell rings and we're out for the day, but it's not like schools out. Even though it's only the second day we have tons of homework and even upcoming tests to study for!!! It's too crazy. I go home and my mom has tons of snacks ready, as always. I look at all the options and see a pan of brownies fresh out of the oven. While they're still hot I grab a fork and a the pan and eat. There's nothing better than my mom's baking and cooking its honestly the best.

"Hungry?" She asks with a smile on her face.

"Yeah the cafeteria food stinks." I fake gag to show her how bad it really is.

"Have any plans?"

"Well I'm going over to Leeroy's and then Harry's coming over. If that's okay with you and dad of course."

She smiles at me. Her smile is as warm as these delicious brownies. "Of course it's okay, honey. I love both of those boys so much! I can tell you do too." She smirks and her comment makes me blush.

"So Leeroy is going to pick me up when I call him and then I'll come home and just hang out for a bit before Harry drives over."

"Alright! You better find some time to do your homework too, otherwise you won't being seeing any of your friends. Especially if your grades drop."

"I know, I know." I take the brownies upstairs to my room and put on some dry clothes then throw the clothes I wore to school in the wash. Even though I was pretty fancy looking at school, I decided just to throw on some grey sweatpants I got at a soccer tournament my mom was working at that said 'Portland Cup,' a loose crop top that said 'summer love,' some really fuzzy socks, and my black high-top converse that I just got when we went school shopping. I also throw my hair into a messy bun and re-apply my makeup before I head out. Oops! Almost forgot my backpack full of homework-y crap that I'll get started on at Leeroy's house. I text Leeroy and finish my brownies, then I run downstairs and hug my parents goodbye also grabbing a plate of assorted snacks including cupcakes, muffins, cookies, finger jello, and more. Dang my mom is the best! I go outside a sit on my front porch on the swing and wait for Leeroy. He came on a skateboard and was wearing his backpack. He grabs his skateboard and walks up to my porch.

"Well don't you look comfy." He states jokingly.

"You bet!" We both laugh and he sits down on the porch swing. He pulls a skateboard out of his backpack and it has my name engraved in it. How sweet! "For me?"

"Who else would it be for?"

"I don't know, but thanks." He holds my hand and we just sit there swinging back and forth holding hands for a while.

"Ready to go?"

"Yep just let me tell my parents I'm leaving." I go inside and yell to my parents, announcing my exit. "Ready." I say with a grin on my face. We hold hands as much as we can when we skateboard and once we're finally to his house he introduced me to his mom.

"Hi it's nice to finally meet the one and only Blakely Ross!" Does every guy tell his mom about me?

"Hi! Nice to meet you too." I give her a fake smile. Can we just go already? Apparently I made that obvious because Leeroy broke the awkward silence by saying, "We'll just go to my room. And do our homework. And Blakely brought snacks and you know how responsible I am so you don't have to check up on me."

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