Careless Love

We need to talk

”We need to talk.”

Both of us stood there and stared at her, thinking why she would want to talk to us. We were like pure angels; we had not been doing something bad. She was our teacher and she did not look very happy, so she probably wasn't gonna talk to us about our grades. Plus - she wanted to talk to both of us, so it had to be something with me and Drew, but what? She made us follow her into another room where there was one big table and some chairs. We sat down and she immediately began talking.

”You two need to work this out. You're completely ignoring each other and you can't even work together. What is wrong?” our English teacher asked us with her deep and manly voice. I looked at Drew who was smiling with his teeth. He was not even blushing or anything; I could feel my cheeks turn red the moment our teacher told us we needed to talk and I could still feel the redness in my cheeks.

”Nothing is wrong, ma'am. I don't think we ignore each other. I think it seems like we're ignoring each other because we hardly ever talk. That's because we have nothing to talk about.” I knew he was lying. Or well, I could hear he was lying and I could see it in the way he moved his fingers. He kept touching his thighs and his nails, showing he was obviously lying to our teacher. I hardly ever told the truth to my teachers, but this time I just had to let it out. She had to know about this.

”It feels like our friends are sort of bullying us, ma'am. They keep saying that Drew and I are dating and that we are soulmates. Everytime we have a conversation together or we look at each other, everybody freaks out! I'm pretty sure we both hate it,” I told her.

Drew looked at me. He was not smiling. Not laughing. But I could see the relief in his eyes. Though his eyes were so boring, in that moment they were actually shining a bit. I looked back on our teacher and she looked quite relaxed.

”I wouldn't call that bullying,” she stated.

”I kno-...”

”But I can see your problem. Tell me, who is it that does that to you?” she asked us. Just when I was about to open my mouth, Drew said something. ”Everybody,” he answered. He was telling the truth, yes. ”Everybody,” I said too and nodded. ”Then we will all talk about it on friday. Have a good day.”

What? We were all gonna talk about it on friday? Jesus, that sounded terrifying! Why talk about it with all of our classmates? Our teacher left the room and left me and Drew sitting by the table, not knowing what to do know. I had no intention to talk to him about our little problem or how I did not have romantic feelings for him.

”Wanna hang out after school? We could watch a movie at by place?” Drew suggested and in that moment I swear I was unable to breathe. He was not asking me out, he was asking me in. He wanted to watch a movie with him at his place, in his home, in his house. I had trouble saying it, but in the end I said yes.

****

My hair was curly, I was wearing a different coloured tunic, black shoes and I was not wearing any make up except mascara. I was standing in front of his house and waited for him to open the door. When I was about to let out a sigh, I could see the door open.

”Hi!” we greeted as he let me into his house. It was big with many rooms; his room, his parents' room, the kitchen, the living room, two bathrooms and a room where they kept all of the things they did not need. We were walking up the stairs to his room and that was when I felt sick. Was it even real? Was I just dreaming? He had asked me to hang out, I said yes and now we were hanging out. It made no sense at all. I never hanged out with boys - especially not him!

”I picked the movie, if that's okay. I chose the Captain America movie. Because, y'know, he is handsome and ... all ... that,” he told me. I laughed. ”Sexy and handsome,” I corrected him while still laughing.

He had a small couch in front of his television, so we had to sit really close while watching the movie. I had watched the movie before but he knew that already. It was okay, really. I loved the movie and not only because Chris Evans is the hottest superhero ever. I felt like I was one of the boys and that was an amazing feeling.

I wanted to hold his hand.

Shit no - I did not want to hold his hand! Okay, I wanted to hold his hand. It was just so romantic. But when Captain and Peggy kissed, there was tension between me and Drew. It was so awkward now. ”I know you have it worse than me. Your best friend probably talks about you and I everyday. I bet she makes you feel like shit every fucking day. I'm sorry. It's my fault.”

It came as a shock that he said that. It was just so sweet that he said that. ”It would be better if we actually was dating. Then it would be awesome to hear them call us cute and when we would beak up, our friends would never mock us again because they'd know it would hurt us,” I said while still looking at the television. I instantly felt Drew staring at me before he actually said something.

”That is a perfect idea! We could act like a couple, break up and then people would stop mocking us!”

”Yeah...” I smiled, hoping he was just joking. ”We should do this every thursday. I know it seems weird but ... I would love to have a girl as my friend. We could watch a superhero movie every thursday!” Drew suggested joyfully. He sounded like a happy child. ”Oh. Yeah. Sure. Sounds great!”

What the fuck? What the hell? Shit, fuck, what?!