Drive By

Chapter 6

Ever since I started hanging out with Connor, I started noticing things. Like, the way a guys Adam's apple bobbed up and down when he talked, or the little hairs poking our from the bottom of their chin. And I found these things very attractive, which I'm still not used to yet. Connor was changing me, along with my perspective.

I started to care about my looks, the way my hair gets these annoying frizzies, the way my thighs touch, and the way my eyes looked so much better when I put mascara on them. I wanted to make myself look better, not only for Connor, but for people in general. I wanted to dress nicer, and to act less awkward.

The cool summer breeze tickled my bare neck, making goosebumps appear. It was still stormy. The clouds still ominous, the rain still cold, the ground still wet. I was sitting outside on my white wooden porch.

My phone beeped. It was a text from Connor. A wave of anxiousness washed over me, and my stomach started tingling. How can one simple text do that? Is it normal?

'Im on my way over to your house. I'll be there in fifteen.'

What? Since when did we agree on this? I just woke up, I can't get ready in fifteen minutes. Oh, no. Think of something, Alex.

'I can't right now. I'm busy.'

Perfect. That was a pretty good lie.

'No you aren't. I'm the only person you talk to.'

Damn. What do I do now?

'Fine. Drive safe. And be careful, the roads are still slick.'

I sighed. I really need to learn how to say no.

'Oh, stop worrying. You really need to lighten up. Besides, I'm the most cautious driver I know.'

Says the one texting and driving.

I sat thinking of all the possible conversations, and what he could possibly want. Maybe he wants to tell me that he doesn't want to hang out with me anymore. No, Alex, stay positve. Maybe he wants to tell me that he likes me. Without me even knowing, a smile formed on my lips from just the very thought. Why would he like me?

Silly, girl.

When Connor pulled up in his feminine car, I couldn't help myself from feeling giddy. How does he do it?

I still don't understand how he makes me feel these things.

"Hey." I said bashfully. He looked so casual in his turquoise T-shirt and distressed jeans. On the other hand, I looked homeless in my oversized, stained white T-shirt and boy shorts.

He came up and sat beside me. His cologne hit my nose, and I inhaled deeply. He smelled so good. We both looked out to street and stared for a while, lost in thought. I watched the steam rise from off the pavement and mindlessly wondered until Connor broke the silence.

I prepared myself for the moment of truth. I was so confused. I was excited in hopes he would say something sweet, but also petrified he would tell me that he didn't want to be around me.

I could feel him gazing at me with his beautiful, though I would not dare to look his way. His stare made my cheeks flame red, my heart race and butterflies soar inside the pit of my stomach.

"Alex, do you like me?" As each word connected, my anxiety continued to build, but when he finished his question, everything stopped.

Do I?

No.

Liar.

"Well, we've only been around each other for like a week, so I think it is kind of impossible to know that kind of information." I trailed off. I didn't know what to think or what to do, why would he ask that?

"It's not impossible." He muttered picking at the chipped paint.

"And how would you know that?"

"Because," he said as he gazed up at me. "We've known each other for the same amount of time, and I know I like you." He finished with a smirk.

What? No. Boys don't like me. No. I'm ugly. No. It's a prank. No.

He's got to be joking. That's it, it's a joke. His friends probably dared him to say that, and he is probably recording this and he and his friends will laugh at me. But Connor wouldn't do that to me, he is too nice. But I've only known him for a bit, so how could I know.

I remained silent as he cast his Emerald green eyes on me.

"Alex, say something." His brows were knitted, and his face was contorted, making him look utterly adorable.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked with a hoarse voice.

"I don't know, something, anything."

Should I say it? What if it's a joke? What if it isn't? Eh, What the hell. Here goes nothing.

I sighed. "I'm not really sure, but I think I like you too." The words escaped my lips, and I couldn't take them back. I looked for Connors reaction, but his face was placid.

I started to worry, but then he smiled and chuckled. I let go a sigh I didn't know I was holding. I could finally breathe again.

"Well, that's good enough for me."

"I've got to go now, but I'll text you later." He said grinning like a fool, while I sat on the porch, still trying to figure out what just happened.

Then I came to realization, I admitted to Connor that I like him, and he likes me too. Things are going to be so awkward between us now. I wiped my hands on my face and groaned.

The next few weeks are going to be interesting.

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I am so sorry, I haven't updated in literally forever. For a long time I was really busy bc of exams and then I just kind of lost the will to write. I am so sorry, but I hope this chapter kinda makes up for it. Love you guys! Xx