The Chase

Chapter 9

After a heavy silence hanging around us for a few moments I spoke up."Look Tyrell I was thinking and I just want you to know that no matter what you don't have to and should definitely not get back with Elle just to get her off my back. You know if she is such a pain I will deal with her.But I won't let you torture yourself because of me by getting back with her. It is unnecessary for you to do." He stared down at his shoes through out my little speech with a blank expression.

As I finished it a small smirk appeared on his face. "You won't?" He said with his eyebrows raised.

A puzzled expression came over my face. "Huh?" I asked turning to his smirking face.

"You said you won't let me torture myself." He said his smirk further growing.

"What is your point?" I ask quizically.

"My point is that do you care about me?Seeing that you won't let me torture myself." He asks and my lips part in surprise.

My head drops to stare at the pavement. I sneak a look at him to see him staring at me already. The smirk on his face has disappeared and an unreadable expression takes over. His blue eyes stare at me shamelessly as of trying to figure something out. Not knowing what to say I attempt to change the subject and remove the undivided attention I am being given.

"Seriously? From everything I said that is the only thing you picked on?" I say letting out a laugh and walking with my head down.

I am suddenly halted by a hand as it pulls on my wrist. My head snaps back and that is when I realize I had been walking ahead alone as Tyrell seemed to have stopped a few steps back. "Stop your attempts to change the subject." He said pulling me back with an eye roll as I internally cried.

"Come on tell me.." he said as I stood infront of him with his hand still clasped around mine softly.

" I think. Yeah maybe a little bit but even if I didn't I wouldn't let anyone do it because of my I would feel like a bitch if I did." I said looking up at him.

It seemed as if  he was thinking or analyzing what I just said to him before he let out a smile as if satisfied with my answer.

Letting out a breathy laugh I smiled too. "Come on. Let's go plan the best prom ever." He said pulling me as he jogged up the hill leading to his house.

I laughed as the cool breeze brushed against my skin and made my hair go wild. We ran all the way to his house.

Rushing into his house we collapsed on the floor in a complete mess as we panted, out of breath and laughed for no special reason probably sounding like hyenas on some drug.

Eventually we came down from our high and we got up from the floor to head for the kitchen to get some water. On the way I caught sight of myself in the hallway mirror and it basically looked like I had been attacked by wolves...or dogs.

My hair was sticking out in different directions. My eyeliner was smudged due to my crying amidst my laughter. Most of all I looked like a tomato due to the lack of oxygen my body received during my marathon to the Anders house my face had changed from a fair white to a bright reddish pink tone.

Going into the kitchen Tyrell handed me a bottle of water which I gulped down quickly with Tyrell just looking at me with an amused smirk.

I looked at him with questioning eyes before rolling them and chucking the empty bottle at him with a simple "Shut up." With that said I head out of the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" He hollered his voice muffled as his mouth was full of water.

I rolled my eyes at him before hollering back "Your sisters room to fix the colour of my face,my hair and stuff."