Call me Binali

Chapter 8 "Trouble in Paradise?"

"Blake what are you doing here?" I question.

"I'm here for you what else? But obviously I wasn't needed, who's this?" Blake said with a slightly irritated tone. I glance at Beck and Blake then I mentally face palm.

"Blake this is my friend Beck. Beck this is my boyfriend Blake."

"Oh this is your boyfriend, nice to finally meet you. I guess you're fine from here Binali." Beck says, giving us a friendly smile.

I opened my mouth to reply but Blake replied instead, "yup she's fine now. Nice meeting you." Blake said with a rude undertone.
I roll my eyes, Blake is being so ridiculous right now. Beck is just a friend get over yourself.

"Thanks for walking with me Beck, it was fun. See you in class." I say once we leave each other.

As soon as Beck is out of sight I smack Blake's arm. "Blake what the hell?! He's my friend!" I say angrily. Blake shrugged and pulled me to keep walking. "Blake!" I yell, pulling my arm out of his grip.

"Binali I don't think this is the time to talk. Let's go home then you can yell at me all you want." He said with a frown.

I send him a glare but keep walking, "asshole." I mutter.

*
My aunt takes one looks at us and turns away, "don't bring me into your domestic dispute. "

"There's nothing to dispute." I say angrily. I stomp up the stairs to my room with Blake trailing after me.

"Binali why are you so upset? I came didn't I."

"Too little, too late."

"I tried my best! I left my project for you."

"Oh, I'm glad I was finally more important than something!"

"What? Of course, you're more important. You're my girlfriend. Is that what all this is about?"

"No, it's not. You know what? Nevermind I'm just done for the day." I turn away from him.

"Come Binali..." He said while reaching out to touch me. I swat at his hand.

"Don't touch me. I don't want to talk anymore."

"Binali I'm sorry."

"I don't care. Go away." I cross my arms and turn my back to him. I plop down on the bed and stare at the wall. Blake lets out a sigh and I hear the door click.
I grabbed a pillow and I threw it at the wall and rolled my eyes when a box toppled over.
I let out a sigh and laid down.
Maybe I'm being dumb... but whatever he's being dumb too. Getting all alpha male when I'm with a friend, who does he think he is?
Yeah Binali, you have every right to be mad! He was being dumb too.

I nod my head, agreeing with myself. Just give him the silent treatment, act like he's not even there.
I sit at my desk to start my homework, feeling resolved.

I was working for almost an hour when I heard the door open and someone shuffled in. I kept working like I didn't hear anything.

"Binali," Blake said sweetly like he was up to something. "Binali." He repeated. He poked my shoulder and I tried my hardest to ignore him.
"Huh, I guess you don't want this brownie, cookie dough ice cream. More for me."
I hate that boy, brownies and cookie dough- in the same cup?! That has Binali written all over it.
Resist Binali, resist! You don't even like ice cream, yeah ice cream is gross.
"Mmm. This is so good." Blake taunted.

I glanced at him from the corner of my eye and he was chilling there enjoy the ice cream-the total gross ice cream. Oh hell, I'm weak, that looks good.
"Blake..."

"Hmm?" He gave me a victorious smile.

I roll my eyes and let out a dramatic breath, "can I have some?"

He holds out the cup then pulls back, "toll fee"

"Blake just give me some." I frown.

"No give me some." He said, wiggling his eyebrows for effect. I roll my eyes and let out a little laugh.
I push away from the desk and stand in front of him, I lean in like I'm going to kiss him but snatch the cup from him and bolt from the room.

"Binali! Give back my ice cream! Don't eat it all!"

"It's mine!" I yell. I run down the stairs and down the hallway. I hear him barreling behind me and sliding everywhere.

He manages to catch me and I let out a yelp. He takes the ice cream and throws me over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" I yell.

"This is why I don't bring food around you."

He puts me down in our room and holds the ice cream hostage. "Its mine but I'm willing to share. Ok?"

"Ok. But don't expect me to share." I say with a smile.

He shakes his head and holds out the cup, but he quickly pulls it back. "Tolls have been doubled." He says with a devious smile. I roll my eyes and give him a kiss.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you like that," I admit.

"I'm sorry for not paying more attention."

"This "I'm sorry" party needs ice cream," I say with a big smile.

He shakes his head, "I don't know how you've stayed so small when you've eaten so much ice cream." He says after handing over the cup. I shrugged and had a spoonful then sat next to him and rest my head on his shoulder.

"I had a freaking day Blake. I shouldn't have freaked out on you like that but I was really scared that someone was following me. Weird thing keep on happening to me." I sigh.

"Did that guy bother you again?" Blake asks.

I nod my head, "thats why I was with Beck. He saved me from having to deal with him."

"Oh. I guess that Beck guy isn't so bad after all."