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Midnight Mac and Cheese [9]

+ Midnight Mac and Cheese +

Who likes Mac and cheese?

I do....a lot.

And I like to eat Mac and cheese, very messily.

Especially when I'm craving it.

But it's kinda hard trying to eat Mac and Cheese very messily when a really good looking specimen is sitting right in front of you, staring at you with a little smirk on his face.

"How is it?" He smirked.

I gave him a confused look.

"How's what?"

"The Mac and Cheese..."

I stuffed another spoonful of Mac and cheese in my mouth.

Cheese mistakenly dribbled down my chin.

My face turned crimson as his smirk turned into a smile.

"You don't even have to say it's good, I can see it." He smiled, taking a napkin and wiping the cheese off of my face.

My face turned a brighter red at his gesture and his smile turned back into a smirk.

There was silence for a while.

"Is this where you take every other girl?" I muffled, due to a mouthful of food.

He chuckled and shakes his head.

"Um, I don't think I have. There hasn't been a girl that I've dated that puts mac and cheese in a sentence that is completely non related to mac and cheese." He smiles and shakes his head.

"You know we never did the project. Is this your trick to getting people to go out? Did you make me say mac and cheese." I asked.

He blinked a couple of times.

Then he gave me a warm smile.

"Do you read minds?" He smiled, tilting his head to the side.

Wow, you hit it right on the nail.

"No, I just know."

"Are you copying me?"

"Yea, kinda."

He looked me in the eye and smiled.

"You know, you're really fun to talk to." He blatantly says.

I gave him a confused look.

Nobody's said that to me before...

That's really sweet of him.

Normally I wouldn't really take account of what people say about me because it was never good anyways.

I barely get compliments like that.

Especially from someone as important and as popular and as hot at him.

I'm still phased by it.

There was this waitress who kept staring at Ace, and it was pretty noticeable if I do say so myself.

The winking was way too much.

And the bottom lip bite, she did it continuously.

And she kept twirling her hair and pulling her mini skirt up.

"What are you looking at?" He asked.

I blinked a couple times and shook my head.

"Nothing."