Just A Nerd?

Chapter 13

I sit up and shake the thoughts of Nathan out of my head. "Yeah, I'm fine." I sigh.

"You don't look so fine." He says while pointing me up and down.

"Well thanks." I respond with a sarcastic smile.

He shrugs. "I'm keeping it real."

I roll my eyes and lay back down. I feel a dent go on the left side of my bed. "I was right, you don't look good right now." He jokes.

I nudge him on his chest almost making him fall off of the bed. "Can't I just relax in peace." I sigh, rolling over to face my bathroom with my back to him.

"I won't bother you." He responds.

"Really?" I ask in shock.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna relax by myself." He says shifting towards me.

"You can go relax at your house." I say turning back to face him.

He smiles. "I'm fine but thanks for checking." He turns to face me on his side and grabs onto my waist, while closing his eyes.

"What are you doing." I say trying to move his hands.

"We have went through this before, just let it happen." His eyes still closed.

"I- have - a- boyfriend." With each word I tried to remove his hand off of me, but his grip only tightened from my words.

His eyes flew wide open. "Yeah, a boyfriend that is constantly flirting with your cousin." He blurts out.

"That was only once." I try to convince him and myself.

"Don't lie to me, I saw it with my own eyes. He has flirted with her on several occasions." He says sitting up, letting go my me.

"Why do you care." I sit up and stare him directly in the eyes, basically challenging him to come back with a smart remark.

"I don't."

"Are you sure because you seem to care more than me and that's my boyfriend." I tilt my head to the side with my hands crossed over my chest.

"You know you shouldn't push your boobs up like that." He said with full eye contact with my chest.

I almost forgot that I had a full on pervert/player in my room.
I quickly removed my arms from my chest and got up from my bed.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Putting on a a sweater, so you can stop being a pervert." I say throwing on a Nike sweater.

"Hey I was only looking at what you were displaying." He puts up his hands in surrender.

I roll my eyes. "So when do you plan on going home?" I ask sitting back down on my bed, pulling out my phone.

"Soon, my aunt is in town with my cousins, so my mom wants to have dinner with them."

"Awww the bad boy, cares about his family." I tease, looking up from my phone. "Ya know, usually the bad boy doesn't want anything to do with there family."

"You read to many romance novels." He shakes his head while laughing.

"I don't." I disagree.

He tilts his head down and looks at me with his eyes squinted at me. "Okay I do." I finally give in.

He laughs and gets up. "Well I have to head home before my mom chews my head off."