Love And Music

Hard To Get

(Andy's POV)

Ali left me in her room. My thoughts hit me hard.

Damn! She is hot! Well she's beautiful, but that tattoo, it makes her sexy. Her dyed red hair is wavy. Oh, and her dark green eyes, they top it off.

"I need to work on my flirting skills." I muttered as I left the room.

That smile almost always works. Well, it got me Scout, which I regret. Why is Ali so, different?

"Hey, Claire?" I walked into the kitchen.

Claire looked up from her magazine. "What?"

"Why is Ali so, hard to get?"

"She's always been that way. She's only had like two boyfriends."

"How do I approach her?" I asked leaning on the counter.

"You just keep going at it, but don't seem desperate. Just hang out with her."

"Like take her on a date?"

"No. Just take her shopping, or for a walk, she likes to workout."

(Ali's POV)

I over heard Andy and Claire talking about me. Why would she do that? Does she like the idea of me dating a rock star? She's the overprotective sister! I shook it off and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Claire I'm going on a run." I say putting on my sneakers.

"Oh, can I go with you?" Andy piped up.

"I guess, but go put on some sweats or something. Skinny jeans rip easy." I say.

Claire laughed as I looked at his pants.

"What?" I asked when he went upstairs.

"You totally looked at his junk!"

"What? No! I was looking at how tight his pants were."

"Whatever you say. Oh, Seth is taking you to work tomorrow. Be ready by nine."

"In the morning?" She nodded. "Why so early?"

She shrugged her shoulders and went to the living room.

"Okay, I'm ready." Andy bounded down the stairs.

"Batman?" I asked looking at his shorts.

"Yes." He said seriously.

I rolled my eyes. Halfway through the run, Andy was panting.

"Dude. You're already out of breath?"

"My legs hurt."

"Do you ever workout?"

"No. Do you diet?"

"Pffft, no. I eat junk food."

Andy started laughing. I joined him and started running again. We got home and Claire watched as I ran upstairs. I came back down with peanut butter. I opened the jar and got a spoon. I plopped down on the couch next to her and she stared at me.

"Where's Andy?" She asked looking around.

"I beat him here." I said.

"Did you really hide a jar of Skippy peanut butter in your room?" Claire looked at the spoonful of peanut butter before I put it in my mouth.