Love or hate?

He Loves me!

Mathias pov

I walked in the front door after dropping off Norge across the street, then headed to the kitchen. I started my search for food by opening the fridge sighing due to the lack of anything delicious, then moved on to the cupboard. Still finding nothing I took to my favorite pass time, cooking. I pulled multiple ingredients out and began measuring out the amount needed of each thing. I placed the raw cookies into the oven, set the timer then went upstairs to get ready for my date. Getting to my room I pulled open my closest looking for something good to wear. ''nothing to fancy cause it would be weird, nothing torn and stained because then I look messy...'' I said to myself, wondering what to pick. After a good 10 minutes I picked out a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt and an unbuttoned red and black plaid shirt to go over top. Satisfied with his outfit he walked back down stairs and in to the kitchen to check on his baking. I pulled them out of the oven and smiled seeing they were perfect.
"what are you making hunnie?" My mother asked walking in behind me.
" Danish butter cookies!" I replied happily, hungry and ready to eat them.
"can't wait to try them sweetie," she giggled, hugging me from behind. "you're getting so tall" she noticed, having to look up to talk to me now. I turn laughing lightly as I looked down at her, she was only about 5'4, so it wasn't very hard to be taller than her.

Lukas's pov

I walked in to my house, upstairs, dropped my bag as I walked into my room, then ran to my wardrobe and started ripping out clothes, looking for something to wear. This was my first date, and I had no clue what to do. My phone lit up as I received a text message.
[Mathias:
Hey, I was thinking of picking you up at 4:30 does that sound good to you?]
[Lukas:
Yeah, sounds good to me.]
I replied quick and kept digging through my clothing. After what seemed like an hour I decided on a navy blue hoodie with a little blue stripe around it, a pair of grey skinny jeans. Don't judge, I like skinny jeans. And for shoes I grabbed my grey and blue high tops.
I walked downstairs and looked at the clock on the stove: 4:15, I still have time. There was a knock on the door, but why now? He wasn't supposed to be here for another 15minutes... I went and pulled the door open to meet a straight faced brunette boy.
"hello?" I said confused.
" Hi, I like, came over to like, hang out with Emil." He replied.
"he's in his room..." I pointed moving to let him in, watching curiously as he headed downstairs to my little brothers room. That's when realization hit me, that's the boy that was sitting in his window, the guy that he kissed...

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Bam! I'm actually updating! Wow! I'm really lazy, so it takes motivation or a good idea to get me to write. Buuuuut! I've been in a super Dennor mood so the next chapter should be out soon.
~till next time~