Love In New York (Sebastian Stan)

Chapter 5

I have been ignoring Sebastian since yesterday-his calls, his texts, everything. I mean how could I be so stupid. I admit I have a crush on the guy, but coming out of the blue like that was not acceptable.

I closed the library early since no one wanted to hang out at a library on a Friday night, except me. I grabbed my stuff and walked out the exit, locking the door behind me. It was still light out since it was only 5 p.m. I got some coffee on my way to my apartment since it was cold outside. Once I was in my apartment, I put on pj's and grabbed my copy of 'Me Before You'. I drank the rest of my coffee and threw it away before sitting down on the couch.

As soon as I sat on the couch, someone knocked on the door. I groaned as I got up and put my book down, mentally screaming at whoever was outside of my apartment. I walked over to the door and opened it in a swift motion, freezing when I saw Sebastian standing before me.

"Sebastian?" I asked in disbelief.

"Can I come in?" He asked. I moved out of the doorway and signaled for him to enter. He walked in and waited for me to close the door.

"What do you need?" I asked.

"Why have you been ignoring me?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry about yesterday," I said.

"Don't apologize," he said.

"Still, I don't know why I did that, and I'm sorry," I said.

"Was it that bad kissing me?" he asked playfully and laughed.

"No, no. I don't usually do that. Don't get me wrong, you have really soft lips. I'm going to stop speaking now," I rambled nervously and blushed

He laughed even more making me blush even more.

"Stop laughing at me!" I said laughing and turned to hide my face.

I felt him grab my hand and turned me around to hug me. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and placed his arms around my waist while I wrapped mine around his shoulders.

"We can just forget about it, okay?" he said into my neck.

I nodded slightly, "okay." He sighed and kissed my neck before he pulled away from the hug.

We stood there in an awkward, "so... do you want to stay for dinner?"

He nodded and offered me a small smile.

"Well Sebastian, why don't you stay here while I go cook dinner," I said and faced him walking backwards towards the kitchen.

"Or why don't I come with you and help you cook?" he said which made me stop.

"S-s," I stuttered and cleared my throat, "Sure."

He smiled and walked with me to the kitchen.

"What shall we make?" I asked and turned to face him with my hands on the  counter.

"What about some pasta?" he asked in an Italian accent.

"You are ridiculous, but sure," I said laughing.

"I am not ridiculous, now where is that pasta?" he said in a sassy tone, which made me laugh and roll my eyes.

~After Dinner~

"You don't need to help me clean up," I said and tried to take dish from him after he stood up from his seat.

He pulled back so I wouldn't get the dish, "No, a gentleman must help a lady out in the house."

"Then why are you helping?" I asked with a smirked trying to be serious but failing after seeing his shocked face.

"Are you saying that I am not a gentleman?" He asked and stood still with a serious face.