My so called easy life

Finally

🔥🏀Antoinette's POV🏀🔥
While I'm sitting on his porch I plug my earbuds in and wait. 

After a little while I see a black car coming towards the house and I jump up. I feel myself actually smiling and it feels nice.

Once the car drives in I walk towards it and see a boy with dark brown hair, and shocking green eyes, about 6'4" step out in blue jeans and a plain dark blue tee shirt with a grey zip up hoodie, and earbuds in.

He's smiling as he turns and takes the earbuds out to dangle out of his shirt collar. I take a second to take him in and I can see he does the same.

He is stronger then he claims, but I already knew that, he has tan skin and a pearly white smile.

"Blake?" I ask and he only nods while still smiling. I smile so big it hurts my cheek bones as I run into his open arms and pretty much jump on him. He wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He chuckles into my neck and I can feel he is crying. I don't let go I just whisper in his ear.

"You alright?" I ask and it's great to finally talk to him and feel him in person. I fucking love this! 

"I'm great. We have a lot of talking to do." He whispers back and I only nod. His dad steps out of the drivers seat and I remember his mom stayed down in Cali with Sam and Josh, Blake's little brothers.

"Hey. Blake time to help out please." He says laughing a little.

"Sorry." He gives me one last light squeeze and puts me down.

"Hey, I'll help." I say gong to the back of the car to grab a box.

"It's ok. We don't want you to brake a nail now do we?" His dad asks and I can tell he really thinks I can't pick up the boxes.

"Hi Mr.Vincent. I'm Antoinette. Blake's friend and I've been talking to him for 4 years. Surely you've heard about me. And I'm pretty sure you didn't hear anything about me worrying about my nails. So... I'm gonna help and we'll see who's worried about their 'nails' after." I say and hold my hand out with a sweet smile I try to make look innocent. Ha! Me looking innocent. Hell will freeze over before that happens.

He doesn't reply, he just steps past me to grabs a box. I only shrug and turn to grab a box. I walk past Blake only to see him chuckle and shake his head.

I bring the box in and set it down in the kitchen. I walk out and see Blake carrying the last 2 boxes so I walk over and grab one that says 'Little Fuckers shit hole' then walk with him up to his room.

"We are gonna unpack this stuff tomorrow... Right now I just need to relax and sit comfortably for a while." Blake says sitting down on the bed next to the window.

I look around and see a wooden desk with a blue spinning chair, then his bed with a book shelf to one side and the widow the other, on the other side of the window is a wooden dresser. Next to the desk is a walk in closet like mine, and also like mine, a bathroom attached. 

I only nod and go sit by him. He puts his arm around my arms and I rest my head on his shoulder as he rest his head on mine and I feel his heart beating. It's  quite calming actually.

"Nice to finally meet you." I say and look up.

"Nice to meet you too. Happy birthday." He says and kisses my forehead and pulls me back into a hug.

I thought It was going to be awkward. But it's not... It's not at all. It's comfortable.

We lay in silence for a while then Blake talks,

"So, I thought this would be awkward. But it's just like before... But in person. I like it." He pauses for a minute and lets me a little loose so I can look him in the eye, "I really like you." He says and pulls me close again.

"I know.... Same... I don't know about liking you tho.... Blake?" I ask and sit up to look at him.

"Yea?" He asks and sits up to look at me in the eye a little worried.

"I don't know if I'm ready to like you..." I say and put emphasis on the word 'ready'.

"I know. I'm not rushing you. I'm not forcing you. I don't mind if you don't ever like me back... But until you figure stuff out... I'm here. I'm literally two feet away. I just want you to know that... Ok?" He asks and pulls me close again. He lays back and I rest my head on his chest while he holds me.

"Time to talk." He says calmly. As calm as he can at least.

I let out a shaky breath and begin.