The Deadly Nerd (Completed)

Chapter Six

"Girl.. You have a damn hickey." Jo yells at me and I try to shush her but fail.
"I know... Lucas was drunk last night and came to me...and then he just went to my bed and slept on it...till morning... So I slept on the couch but when I gave him aspirin he left a hickey on my damn neck. Now I have to cover it with a scarf even tho it's like 27°C.
Duhh" i tell her and she chuckles.

"That's messed up girl. Did you have s'x?" She asks as I put my hand over her mouth. She licks it and I groan.
"Gross Joella. So gross." I tell her and wipe the spit away. Then we go to the next shop.

We were shopping today, as it was Saturday. I loved shopping although I didn't buy expensive things. But Jo did. Damn she bought designer dresses and jewelry. Jo loves to spend.
We went on a massage, she insisted.. Sorry I just..can't say no.. She's damn stubborn.

I enjoyed and after felt like I was reborn. All the madness from my neck and back was gone. Finally.

"So...wanna head home? I am head to toe tired." She huffs and I nod in reply. We go to the parking lot and put every bag in the car trunk. She had a beautiful beige Range Rover.

We hop in and head home.

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She drops me in front of my house and I take the bags. I thank her for everything and head to the door to unlock it. I get in and change. Just then I realise that my house is a mess.

In case you wondered how I live alone.. I lived with my aunt for two years, and when I -finally- turned 18 I moved back here. I love the atmosphere.

I plug my headphones in to my phone and then hear a knock on the door. I go to it to open it and see Lucas.

"You know we're not even yet." I say as I avoid looking into his eyes. His eyes were a beautiful shade of brown. And I just hated my blue ones. They came from the person I hated the most. My grandfather.

"I know. I wanted to say I'm sorry.
So..I'm sorry." He says as I remember what he said to me. I turn around and a tear slips from my eyes, and then is followed by more and more tears.

"Go away. I don't want your sorry. Or your pity. Or anything from you. Go away from me and stay away!" I yell at him and he comes to hug me. I then push him away with him stumbling back.

"No! Go away!" I yell again and he takes my wrists. I can't win against his man strength and it results in me crying at his chest.

He pushes the door close with his leg and we stand there as he tries to soothe me. But I just can't stop crying. He lifts my chin up and looks at me. Right into my eyes. He wipes the tears away from my face and we just intensely stare at each other for a few minutes. By then I stop crying.

"You have a hickey. What the hell happened? And who's a dick who left it there?" He says a little angrily. That dude is so overprotective.

"You." I say and his eyes widen.
I bet he though he used me when he was drunk and now he doesn't remember how it happened.

"But when? How? Why?" He is so cute when he's confused. Wait, what?

Ok, that was funny.

Not.

"This morning...dummie... How come you don't remember?" I ask. How is that he doesn't remember?
I heard he remembered a dude that slapped his younger step-sister. That happened when they were both in elementary. So like 5-6 years ago. And that dude is junior now. So like...wait... He kicked his balls yesterday.. And said don't ever touch her again.

Ok..

"I took a sleep and well.. Though I was dreaming... Anyway..what are you doing..in that outfit and stuff?" He asks and checks me out. I see it but act like i didn't.

"I wanted to clean my house..wanna help?" I say and he nods. Yay..the manwhore wants to help me clean the house..great.

So we start cleaning. We look like total idiots. He vacuums and I wipe the dust off of everything. Then he starts vacuuming my butt.
"Hey! Noo! Stop it!" I laugh and he turns the vacuum cleaner off. He rushes towards me and starts tickling me. As much as I want to be mad at him and hate him, I can't. He's adorable in a creepy way.

He tickles me until I put my legs around his neck - I'm lying on the floor and he's above my head so I do a backflip and well- and he gets up.

He caries me on his shoulders and runs across the room. We laugh and then realise -we aren't cleaning.

He puts me down and leans in to me. I back away and spray him with water so he stands there and looks confused. The he starts chasing me and I run outside. Like I said, my speed sucks sometimes, and it decided, today's the day. He catches up on me and picks me up bridal style, then caries me to the house again.

Our neighbour stares at us weirdly as we chuckle. Lucas then sees him and shows him a middle finger. Then caries me away.

"Can't believe you just did that!" I say in disbelief.

"Did what?" He asks confusedly. He can't get any cuter I think.

"Confront the neighbour. He was always a piece of hit." I say and he chuckles. "What exactly is hit supposed to mean in that sentence?" He asks. "It's supposed to mean..umm.."

"What? Shit?"

"Err yes.." I say and he chuckles.

We finish cleaning up and fall onto the bed in my room in unison. We were exhausted.

"So why are you living alone here? Where is your family?" He turns his towards me. "Can we not discuss this topic, please?" I ask and then stand up.

"Fine. What's in the room you didn't let me in? Show me, please?" He asks and forms a puppy face.

"Fine then. Don't laugh?" I ask and let him in the room.

He sees the punching bag and the treadmill. And he then looks at me, wide eyed.

"A little gym. Of course. That's why you're deadly?" He asks and I chuckle lightly.

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