Ask Me Anything

Chapter 13

So I guess you could say things were complicated... if you wanted to put it lightly. In the grand scheme of things, they shouldn't have been, but they were, and that's the part that was really annoying to a person like me. I had feelings for two different guys, something that had not been the case with me ever, and of all things, that was what was monopolizing my time. 

I had told Lucas I would go out with him on Wednesday, and there was definitely a part of me that wanted to do that. But another part of me thought it was wrong, and a third part of me was so busy telling the other two to shut the hell up, that I had no idea what was going on in my head anymore. 

I sat down in the living room of the house by myself the next morning. Everyone else was at work by 9:30, but I didn't go in until 4, so until then, I was alone in silence with my thoughts...or so I thought.

I was pouring myself another glass of orange juice while absentmindedly scrolling through Twitter on my phone when a knock at the door took me by surprise. I scrunched up my nose suspiciously. I hadn't planned on anyone stopping by today. My mind started racing with different theories as I made my way to the door. What if it was my mother, hoping to hang out for a couple of days, since she sounded like she needed a break on the phone? What if it was Lucas? What if it was a serial killer? What if I was watching way too much Law & Order?

I opened the door to find Christian standing there with his hands in his pockets and a huge smile on his face. 

"Hey," he said, opening his arms. 

"Hey!" I said, loud with surprise. I walked into his arms, and squeezed. He smelled like Old Spice, so I inhaled deeply, but not so overtly that it seemed strange to be smelling him. "What are you doing here?"

He shrugged, as I let go of him. "I knew you weren't going in until later today, so I wanted to come over and spend time with you when I could."

I smiled at him and invited him inside. "Do you have the day off today or should I expect to see you later?" I asked, as we climbed the stairs to the living room. 

He shook his head. "Nope, today is my day off. Yours was yesterday, right?" 

I nodded. "Yeah, I'm beginning to think Mark is doing that on purpose." I walked back into the kitchen and finished pouring my glass of orange juice, shoving my phone into my sweatpants pocket as I did. "Do you want anything?" I asked him, as I put the cap back on the bottle and put it back into the fridge. 

"Water is fine," he said, taking a seat at one of the stools by the counter. 

I grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and turned to the fridge for the water. After filling it, I handed it to him, and sat down across the counter from him. He sat there smiling at me.

"What?" I asked with a slight giggle. I could feel some color rushing up into my cheeks.

"Nothing," he said, laughing back. 

I looked at him suspiciously. "What has gotten into you?" I asked, like he was hiding something. He seemed overly warm for some reason. Not that I hated it at all, but he just seemed extra happy for some reason.  

"I just really wanted to see you," he said. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and I'm just really glad I met you this summer, and that we're doing this."

Now, I knew I was definitely blushing. "I am too," I said, smiling. "I know it hasn't been easy since we hardly see each other, but I'm just...happy."

We started talking about random things, and it was one of the first times we actually just had a casual conversation. It was nice! Eventually, we decided to move into the living room and watch some TV together since we really didn't have a plan of what to do.