Our Little Secret⚣ *Slow Updates!*

chapter Three

*Charlie's Pov*

As I drive I find myself getting more and more anxious, I don't know why I don't like him. I glance over and see that he keeps looking at the radio.
" you can turn it on and find a station if you want," I say to him, he blushes a bit then turns it on.
the first song is 'my my my' by Troye Sivan. he smiles and his eyes light up. I start to sing along, as I do Simon looks at me with confusion.

"what? " I ask looking at the road still. I have really good purifeal vision so I can see next to me very well.

"can I sing too? " he asks obviously scared.

" yeah, why not? it is not like he made it so only I could sing it" I say softly. he smiles at me when we both start singing. but soon that comes to an end when we reach his house. which is really nice, it has deep red siding and white door. I would prefer something like a light red or light blue. Simon carefully hops out and runs to the door with the keys dangling in his hands. 'adorable... wait, why am I thinking that the bullies sidekick is adorable!? ' I thought to myself. I soon follow him, by the time I reach him he already had it unlocked and opened.

"Carson and his dad went out somewhere so you won't get yelled at or kicked out," he said. why is he being so nice? he's supposed to mean. or at least I thought he should be. the boy was I wrong. simon walks in front of me as we walk into his living room which is attached to the kitchen with only a bar type counter in between. the walls were a dark blue with white trim. he stops suddenly. " this is the living room and that's the kitchen, " he says pointing to the Burgundy colored kitchen. I nod then I keep following him to his room. after a few stairs, we reach his dark oak door. he opens it and walk in and see the same color as the living room.

" I'm guessing you like dark colors? " I say questionable.

he shakes his head. " I prefer light colors like light brown and peach" he frowns slightly.

" then why haven't you painted your walls then? " he now starts to hold tears back.

" I'm lucky to even be living here, I should just be happy I'm not on the streets," he says, his voice cracking a bit. I hope that they didn't say that to him.

" did they say that to you? " I ask not really wanted to push farther but I really want to know. he turns around and grabs his books, I can hear him sniffle.
" drop it," he says softly.

"but-"

"I said drop it "he interrupts firmly.

I don't ask again, its obviously a sore subject and I don't want to make it worse. after he gathers the things that he needs to tutor Noah with he walks past me to the front door where he quickly walks to my car. I follow close behind him hoping I didn't make him too mad. Once there I see him wiping his eyes, I curse under my breath when I open the driver side door.

" I'm sorry I asked Simon," I say softly. He looks at me then smiles a bit.

"it's not your fault. I'm the stupid one" why would he say that? What did he do if he thinks he's stupid?

With a serious look, I say. " you're not stupid, you're one of the smartest students here. " he looks at me with a confused smile.

" why are you being so nice to me? You know what, don't answer that" he laughs a little. I don't know why but it pained me to see him cry. He leans against the door and puts his elbow and the armrest, resting his cheek on his fist while staring outside at the buildings as we pass. I glance over and see his brown eyes look at everything, the people walking by. the car ride was completely silent, it was very awkward since neither one of us were in a good mood anymore.