Nerd To Jock: a nerd's glow up story

Chapter 17: I love you too

'Is it too late now to say sorry?'

"What the frick?" I muttered recognizing Justin Bieber's song.

'Cause I'm missing more than just your body.' I opened my eyes as I let out a yawn. The blurry figure I saw started o get clearer and it was actually him. Justin was there.

Obviously not Justin Bieber.

"Morning Adams," I said trying to figure out what was happening.

"It's Saturday morning, I'm apologizing for what happened yesterday and I love you," he exclaimed as he stood up from my bed.

'How did he know?' I asked myself.

"You literally spoke out loud," he said as he gave me his hand to get out of my bed.

'I really have to control this,' I told myself.

"Yes you do, now get up," he said.

"Shut up," I ordered as I put my hand in his. He pulled me so powerfully what caused me to fly and almost touch the roof. No I'm exaggerating. But really I did no effort while he just threw me out of my bed, caught me and put me on the floor.

"Wow, thanks," I said.

"You're welcome babe," he said locking his arms on my waist and pulling me closer.

"One," I said as I pushed him away, "do not call me these cliché names, they're so un-cute and cheesy. Two," I saw him counting using his fingers, "do not count this way," he closed his hand and dropped it to his side. "Three I'm still mad at you and this song, it did not help."

"Damn you're hard," he said as he sat on the bed beside me.

"No I'm not," I said looking down.

"I meant hard to get," he stated before bursting into a loud laughter.

"I hate you," I muttered under my breath and then went in the bathroom. Meanwhile he was laughing I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I went out and he was still laughing.

"Oh my God stop," I cried, "that's annoying."

"Okay sorry," he said trying to control his laughter.

"How did you get here?" I asked as I sat on my bed.

"Your mum was going somewhere, grocery shopping maybe, she told me but I forgot, so I asked her to let me in before she left," he explained.

"Not a bad plan, but your apology failed."

"Oh c'mon I sang for you," he whined.

"I liked your voice, but nah," I teased. He stood up and sat next to me.

"C'mon Andy, I'm Justin you wouldn't get mad at me," he said trying to sound as cute as he could.

"Don't try, you can't be cute," I said.

"You know who is really cute? You," he asked and answered himself. I tried my best not to blush.

"You remind me of Mrs. Porter when she asks if everyone understood," I joked. Mrs. Porter was the English teacher.

"Why?" He asked.

"'Cause you both answer your own questions. Like really why to ask it if you'll answer." I said trying to seem serious.

"Okay Andrew, I give up on apologizing," he said as he lied down. I lied down pushing my chest against his.

"Oh really? Yeah, finally." I laughed.

"You just answered your own question moron," he joked. The entrance slammed shut and I jumped out of my place not wanting anyone to see me and him in this posture.