Dirty Little Secret

chapter forty-three

By lunchtime I was almost jumping out of my chair. I wanted to see Elliott and Jake, I needed their advice on Owen. I walk as fast as I can, which isn’t very fast, to the lunch table and find them there.

"Hey, no-show," Elliott greeted, smiling at me.

"I need advice," I said, not bothering with the hellos.

"Okay, about what?" Jake asks.

"Owen wants to move in together and he asked my dads permission to ask for my hand in marriage," I told them. They both drop their forks.

"What?" Jake asked, his eyes widening.

"Owen wants to move in together and he asked my dad if he could marry me." I say.

"Aren't you a little... Young?" Jake frowned and looked at Elliott.

I sit down. "I'm a little young to be having a baby too."

Elliott nodded. "True..."

"Great advice, guys," I said, rolling my eyes. "He doesn’t know that I heard about the marriage part, I already knew about the living together."

"Do you know whether your dad said yes to it?" Jake asked, picking up his fork again.

"I dont know, I ran out of the house."

Elliott frowned. "Why didn't you stay?"

"I bumped into something and I didn’t want them to know I was listening."

"Want me to just talk to him? See if he says anything to me?" Jake asked, leaning across the table.

I nod. "Yeah, thanks Jake."

"Hey, guys." Owen appeared, a smile on his face.

"Hi." I say.

He nodded to the two boys before pulling me into a hug. "Missed you," he murmured against my ear.

"I missed you too." I whisper.

He planted a kiss on my forehead and sat back. "How was your day?" He asked all of us.

"It was fine." I say.

"What's going on?" He asked as me, Elliott and Jake exchanged a glance. "I feel like I'm being left out of something."

"Nothing."

"Okay..." He frowned and looked between us.

"What?" I ask getting out my yogurt.

"I'm going to quickly go outside," he said, standing up, fishing his phone out of his pocket. I open my yogurt and grab my spoon, starting to eat it.

"Ooh," Jake grinned. "Reckon he's arranging for your engagement ring?" I choked on my yoghurt as I snapped my head to Jake.

I hit the back of his head. "That's not funny!"

He snorted and looked over at the window. "Wonder who he's talking to."

I take a bite. "Does it really matter?"

Elliott smiled at Jake. "You are too nosey."

"No I'm not!" Jake protested, folding his arms over his chest.

"Yes you are." I agree.

With a huff he stood up. "Fine. I'll take my nosiness somewhere else."

"Jake-"

"He needs to go to the library," Elliott told me, rolling his eyes.

"Is there something going on with him?" I ask El.