No Fears

Chapter 15- Steph

           

STANFORD HAD BEEN INCREDIBLE, it was way better than I had imagined it to be. Truth was, I had picked the place because it was the only good collage that was at least three thousand miles, but still in this country, away form him.

Damn I had done good with keeping him out of my thoughts all day, but of course he would slip in and continued to try and brainwash me. Thinking of him made me think about boarding school, and the only thing I knew was that there was no chance in hell that I would go there, the downside of this, is that I didn't know how to accomplish that.

"Wanna watch a movie before we go to dinner?" Scott asked. We were sitting in the couch silently, both invested in our own thoughts, I was glad by the distraction. 

"How about we watch an episode of this show I'm seeing?" I asked with a puppy dog face.

"How far along are you in it?" He asked.

"In the second season..." I mumbled.

"That won't do." He said shaking his head.

"What if we watch the first episode?" I asked. I was kind of desperate, the show was that good.

"It depends, which series are we talking about, cause if it's some shit like that Grey's something then I refuse." He said.

"I've never watched an episode of Grey's Anatomy in my life." I lied, apparently not very convincingly.

"You sure about that?" He questioned.

"Fine, I've seen until season 11." I admitted.

"Season eleven?!" He asked

"Yup, the show is eternal, and I only watched it because Patrick Dempsey is totally dreamy." I confessed.

"I feel jealous, is he dreamier than me?" He teased. He climbed on top of me, fortunately, his mother was already gone when we got here. I bit my lip and shook my head.

"Not even close." I said. Then he laughed and leaned in to kiss me, but I pulled back. I pushed him until he was laid in the couch and I was on top of him. I really was a sucker for control. Then I moved my head towards his face, brushed my lips against his and pulled back again, then I went to his ear. "I'm sorry but my show is more tempting than this right now." I whispered

He frowned. "That was mean." He said as I sat back in the other side of the couch.

"It was payback for this morning, you know what you did." I told him.

"Fine, but just so you know, I don't play to be even." He said.

"Good, neither do I." I replied.

"Which was this show again?" He asked when he turned on the TV.

"How to get away with murder, you'll love it, it's about a college professor who is known for winning cases that are impossible to get away with, so she selects a group of students to work with her, you know? Be her inner circle and all..." I explained.

"Sounds interesting." He said. "You put it on Netflix and I'll go check if we have popcorn." He said handing me the remote.

"Sure."

Five minutes he came back with a big bowl of microwave popcorn and I pressed play.

***

"Put the next one." Scott told me after we had finished the second episode.

"It's already seven, weren't we supposed to go to dinner somewhere?" I asked.

"That was before you got me into this, now I have to know what happens next. It's your fault." He said pointing at me.