Chapter 6

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Gwen's POV:

I was over the thing about my brother, I can't believe Henry told me to get into his car. See...I knew he had a thing for me. I smiled at my idea of still pretending to be sad, who knew he was such soft guy at heart. I can't wait to break his heart... I closed my eyes and sleeped in peace, knowing the fact that I was going to make him pay for his rude attitude. 

Henry's POV: 

Gwen fell asleep, I couldn't help but chuckle at her cuteness. Wait...what am I thinking? No, this is probably a trap. I pushed my glasses to the bridge of my nose and distracted myself to the road. I wanted to play music but Gwen was fast asleep...who knows what will happen? My phone beeped, I know they say not to check your text message when your driving. So, I decided to pull over and check my message. 

'where are you?! I thought you were going to make me chicken soup when you come home!! I'm REALLY hungry!!'- Luke

OH DANG IT. Okay, enough with the softness henry..get yourself together. I started shaking Gwen awake. "GWEN! WAKE UP!" I yelled, her eyes shut, open and she got up. I glared at her, "Where's your house?" I asked angrily..a bit too angry. "u-u-um....near school..." She panickly replied. "Okay." I replied back. I hit the car's pedal and sped towards school...it was night time. I sighed and stopped at school, "You don't expect me to walk home..do you?" She asked as she battered her eyelashes. "Where do you live....tell me the directions." I snapped at her. Her eyes widened, "okay....okay...Calm down." She replied back. She told me the directions and I dropped her at her house, before she could say goodbye ..I drove off. I can't fall for her, she broke up with her boyfriend just for me...she's trying to get to me, well I'm not going to let that happen. I rushed home and cooked my brother his chicken soup, as an apology we had to verse each other in a game of soccer... on a console obviously. 

Gwen's POV: 

Is he bi-polar or what? I felt myself blush as I replayed the little moments we had together. Okay, this is weird. My heart is beating really fast. I remember when he touched my cheek and my hand...and when he...took off his shirt. 

'Looks don't matter. What matters is what's inside.' 

Why am I thinking of him and why am I blushing? I pushed that side thought away. His not my type anyways. I smiled softly...his going to be my new little toy. 

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Sorrry for the really short chapter. :L 

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