The Boy Next Door

ch.4

When I woke up Charlie and Kat were still asleep. Let me just say those girls can sleep through anything. I got up quietly, and went downstairs. No one was up so I started walking towards the kitchen when I heard a loud crash from outside. I walked through my back door wondering what the heck that was. I walk to the side of my house and see this huge dog next to a broken flower pot, specifically my mom's flower pot. I thought "aww man mom is going to kill that dog for ruining her flowers." I walk up next to the dog and grab its collar trying to pull him back, and yelled,

"Hey! Get out of there!" The dog isn't moving! That is until a strong hand gripped around my hand, and pulled the dog back. It took all of my will not to scream, but I did jump. I turned to look who is was, and of course it was Nate.

"Sorry about that. Buster likes to get into a lot of things." It was then I noticed he had really pretty eyes, I mean no he doesn't....and I also noticed his hand was still in mine. So I let go of the collar, and pull my hand back.

"That's alright just dont tell my mom he did it or she would kill him." I looked down at the mess.

"Well I better clean up the evidence. " I chuckle lightly. Nate let go of Buster, and he ran back into their house he then squats down and says,

"Let me help." Before I could even protest, and make him leave he already started so I just started picking up the pieces also. We through away all of the pot pieces, and put the dirt into different pots. I reached for a small piece, but once I grabbed it it cut me. I sucked in my breath and held up my hand to look at it. Nate came over to me and asked,

"Arw you ok?" he looked at my hand, and grabbed my other one and said,

"Come on let's get that cleaned out so it wont get infected." I smiled and he lead me into his house and to the kitchen sink. He turned on the water and lifted me up onto the counter next to the sink, how did he manage that? He grabbed my hand gently and cleaned it out.

"You know you didnt have to do this. It's just a little cut." he smiled up at me and said.

"I know." That's all he said was I know. What kind of answer is that? He grabbed a band-aid and put it on my finger. I smiled again. Gosh what is it about him that makes me smile? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. There is nothing special at him. He lifted me down off the counter, how does he do that? I weigh like a ton.

"Thank you." was all I said, and he smiled wow his smile is so beautiful....wait...no what am I talking about? There is nothing beautiful or handsome about him he isnt even attractive....I dont think. I noticed we were just standing there looking at each other. I swear he just moved closer. No. I am not doing this. To break the silence I asked,

"So...do you want to go eat breakfast. .at my house? No one is up yet...if you wanted to." why did I just ask that? I think he noticed what position we were in and he said,

"That sounds great." he smiled. What did I just get myself into?

*So what do you think?? sorry its been busy lately! what do you think will happen at breakfast? well I will update soon! Love you guys! ♡