The Boy Down the Street // Blake Gray

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Steph's POV
"Blake! Steph is here to say goodbye!" Yells Anne after we make some small talk at the door. "Coming!" I here him yell as he bolts down his stairs. "Hey Steph" he says leaning against his door frame. "Hey Blake" I say. "Wanna come to my room for a bit?" He asks. "Yeah sure. I just have to be home by 5:00 so I can get ready for hockey. And thank God I don't have homework today." I say. "That gives us about 1.5 hours. Let's make the most of it!" He says promoting me to follow him to his room. Once we get into his room he plops down on his bed. In his room there is a desk, a window leading to the roof of his garage, a desk with a MacBook and camera stuff, and one big wall covered in fan art. "Nice personal shrine" I joke as I sit down beside him putting my bag on the floor. "Thanks. My fans are really sweet." He says looking at the wall. "And dedicated. They all look so detailed" I say standing up and examining the drawings. Some of the portraits of him look like a photo. "Yup, that's them." He says and gets up to stand beside me. "Hey what's this?" I ask pointing to a closed box in his closet. "Oh nothing" he says speeding up to block me from getting to the box. "Let me see." I say pushing past him. "Oh my gosh" I say as I open the box. In the box are a bunch of photo albums of him of all ages. "Blake you look so cute here!" I say picking up a picture from when he was five. "Not as cute as you look now." He mutters
Blake's POV
"Not as cute as you look now" I mutter. Oh shit I thought I only said that in my head. "What?" She asks. She's confused. "Nothing" I mutter and look away to hide my blushing. Why did I just do that? I look back at her and see that she's digging through the box. Suddenly, an idea hits me. "Hey Steph, wanna play 20 questions?" She puts the stuff down and sits by the side of my bed. "Sure!" She replies cheerfully.
I begin to ask her simple questions and so does she to me. Stuff like 'who's your celebrity crush' and 'do you want to be famous' and 'if you were to switch bodies with someone who would it be.' Until question 18 comes around.
Steph's POV
"Have you ever had feelings for someone but not know what they were all about? You know what I mean?" He asks. I nod. I know exactly what he means. "Yeah I do. I have feelings for this guy, who I barley know but; I don't know. I'm not sure if I like him in that way. I feel like I do but yet again, I'm clueless about all of this." I say. He gives me this look, like he knows who I'm talking about but yet again, he doesn't have a single clue. "Yeah, I feel the same way about someone." He responds. "My turn to ask." I say. "Ever think about who you're future spouse will be?" I ask. "Yeah I do. A lot actually. I used to think that she and I would never cross paths or anything. But fairly recently I've begun to think that she's closer to me than I think she is." He says looking straight into my eyes. I look back. We sit like this until he speaks up. "Okay here is my last question." He goes on. "Are you head over heels in love with someone at the moment?" He asks. I freeze. I blush. I do everything I don't want my body to do. "BLAKE! THE AIRPLANE LIMO IS HERE FOR YOU!" Anne yells. We both instantly get up and carry his bags down the stairs.
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"So the last show is two weeks from today in Toronto?" I ask Blake. He's standing in front of the limo while his mom runs inside to get some last things before they leave. "Yup. So that's 14 days until we're reunited." He says. Reunited. That's a very couple like word. "We'll FaceTime every day." He says. "Yeah." I say. "You know, even though we've only known each other for 2 days, I've really enjoyed our friendship." He says. Friendship. Not a very couple like word. "Me too." I say smiling. "Well, that's it from the house." Says Anne as she comes out of the house with a purse. "Bye Blake." I say. "Bye Steph." He says. He pulls me into a hug, but it feels more like an embrace. It lasts a while, but I'm ok with that. I don't mind this at all. "Okay kids 2 weeks isn't that much of a separation." Says Anne ending our little hug thing. "Have fun." I say. "I will. I'm gonna miss you." He says. "Me too. Bye Blake." I say. He waves and gets into the car as they drive away. Damn am I gonna miss him.