Milkshake Thief

C h a p t e r 19

"Darling" Nixon drawled as he sipped his milkshake

"What up Nixon" I ask also sipping my milkshake

"Your coming to my house today"

"What" I almost screeched but didn't as my throat hurt

"It'll be fun" he says with a small smirk

"Ha ha ha no thanks child" I say feeling a little panicky

"Oh come on I know you wanna come to my house" he says

I might be curious as to where this guy lives but it's not like I want to go to his house. That is a scary thought. His parents would be there and I'm not about to meet his parents thank you very much I'm not ready for that yet.

"I actually don't want to come" I say running a hand across my face, I felt really warm

"Fine don't come then" he grumbled sipping his milkshake

I just stare at him, his brown hair was an utter mess today and I couldn't help but notch the bags under his eyes which was obviously caused by the lack of sleep he might've of had. His honey brown eyes didn't twinkle as much. I wonder what's up with him.

"Ok I'll come" I say sighing

I don't know why but I wanted to make his eyes twinkle like before.

"Really" he says looking in my direction raising an eyebrow

"I-I'm being serious" I say his eyes seem to twinkle a bit more

Good

"I'm sorry for being a bit moody today" he says running a hand through his already messy hair

"It's fine" I dismiss

"So should we go" he asks moving his empty plastic cup side to side

"Sure"

We then throw the cups away and leave the shop. I couldn't help but feel nervous at the thought that I was finally going to his house. I would see his younger sister Kristina again which brought a smile to my face, it has been a while since I've seen her.

"You have a pretty smile, you should smile like that more often" Nixon comments making my cheeks warm up

God I feel warm

"Thank you" I say feeling flattered

"So what has got you smiling like that" he asks

"I was thinking about how I would see Kristina again"

"You know Kristina talks about you all the time" Nixon says with a chuckle

"She's too cute"

"She is"

There was silence between us. It was a comfortable one. I let my eyes wonder around a bit and I questioned what would I be doing right now if I have never met Nixon. What would my life be like now if Nixon never stole my milkshake that day. It was hard to think about because I couldn't think of a scenario of where he's there.

I start coughing which resulted in Nixon slapping and rubbing my back for me.

"Hey are you alright, you don't seem to well" he says

"No I'm fine" I say

"Lana your not" he says taking a hold of my arm which made me stop walking

It was weird hearing him say my name after a while and my heart jumped. I stare at his hand on my arm.

"I'm fine, lets just get to your house" I say tiredly

"Fine but if you feel sick I'll take you home" he says

"Fine"

"Good"

Silence hung in the air while we walked the rest of the way to his house, in all honesty I could feel myself getting seriously tired. His house luckily wasn't too far, from the shop.

Looking up at his house now, it was a medium sized house, it did have a few flowers at the front but it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. It was nice. I could feel the nerves settle in again.

"Your ready to go in" Nixon asked

"Yeah" I say as my hands felt a bit clammy

With that we walk to his house and he rings the door bell. After a few moments the door is opened and standing there is a pretty lady with a tattoo sleeve and a couple of piercings.

Well then.......