I'm the bad boy's girl

Ch-6

I searched the fridge and found noodles. He likes chinese food altough he loves Indian. For now chinese is sufficient. I made noodles in 10 minitues and the entire time his eyes were on me. I know that he's checking me out but I cooked finally. I gave myself a mental appreciation for getting distracted.

"Finished, grab a bowl" I told him.

He sat there with bowl and fork waiting for me to serve. This view made me happy, I wish I could do this my whole life. I served him and he started eating with moaning.

"You like it that much?" I asked smiling.

"Yes, I like anything you make."

I just didn't bother responding to that because it will ruin the moment. If I want to ask, I need to ask him what had happened to me. Why is he not talking to me but for now I'm happy that I get to spend the evening with him.

"Okay, I'll leave now. Enjoy your food Tyler"

"What? No, stay. You said you'll get bored. "

"No, I don't want to bother you. I'm used to bore. " with that I left even before he said something.

I should be happy with him asking to stay. I thought.

I don't want to think about that so I  played music and slept.

The next day was usual. Jason never really comes home. He has his practices. He joined some sports academy last year and he spends most of the time there. Nick goes to that academy and that's how they met. On wenesday I was sitting in my garden and thinking what should I do now that I've completed my home work.

Just then I got the idea that I should complete my project. I opened my book and thought about feeling the pain of the character just like Tyler said.

I don't have to feel the pain. I already knew it. I thought.

I noted down what he said that day when I returned home. I read that once and started writing my own. Just then my phone buzzed.

Ty: How's the project coming?

I never deleted his number. Just in case he talks to me or texts me. Now it happened.

Me: not bad, I think.

Ty: Need any help?

Me: You said that I should write girls version and I'll do that.

Ty: Stubborn much.

Me: Cocky much.

Ty: Where are you?

Me: In the lawn. You?

Ty: on my way.

I never thought that I would text Tyler again and he will actually come to me to spend time with me.

Stop reading into much, he just coming to help you with the project. My mental voice said.

I just sat there waiting for him to come after what felt like eons he came smirking and sat next to me leaning against the tree.

"So, little miss having trouble with the poem? It should be easy now that you have a boyfriend and one knows how it feels to be away from their loved ones."

"What are you implying?" I asked.

"That you don't love my brother enough."

He knows me so well. I thought.