Strawberry Blonde

十二

My heart pounded when he asked that.

I know he just explained the story to me and how everything I heard before was fake but can I ever be too sure ?

It's true I trust him more than anyone in that stinking town but could this pretty boy charm just be a trap ?

" Yeah...go ahead." I said holding back my true feelings.

" Alright Cool." He said as he pressed a button and held his phone to his ear.

" Yeah can you come pick us up ?"
" Hell no we're not walking back in this monsoon are you crazy !?"
" Fine."
" Alright okay."
" Yes it's the same guy from yesterday."
" Thanks Love ya see you soon."

" Okay he's on his way." He said putting his phone in his pocket.

" The guy from yesterday ?" I asked.

" Yeah he seen us talking when he came to pick me up, he actually wanted to meet you."

I gulped.
" What for ?"

" Well your my first friend here like ever so that's probably why."

I felt myself getting flustered. He thinks I'm his friend ! Just wait till I tell Bee about today.

" So do you believe em ?" He asked.

" Believe what ?"

" The rumors ?"

There was a silence between us interrupted by a boom of thunder before I answered

" Honestly Laurence, I've only known you for not even a full day and I already trust you more than I trust some of the people I know back in my home town. But I never know what to expect unless I see it for myself." I sullenly admitted.

He had a disappointed look nodding his head.

" Welp then yeah, maybe this was my plan all along to take you out here and have my big bad brother chop you up into little pieces." He said breaking eye contact with me to focus on the downpour outside.

" Laurence I didn't-

" Well it sounds like you did. Sounds like you don't trust me so much after all actually." He said with a crack of lightning following his voice.

Ugh, stupid, stupid, stupid ! He takes you out to one of his favorite spots, opens up to you and you basically call him a liar ?

What the fuck was wrong with me !?

I did mental facepalms while keeping my eyes glued to the floor.

Wait the magic eight ball !

I took it out my back pocket and shook it a couple times.
" Oh magic eight ball should Laurence forgive me ?"

He looked back at me confused.

" Well what does it say ?" I said showing him the outcome.

" It says...No." He said.

" Wait what !?" I looked at it and No was floating in white letters mocking me.

I looked over and seen Laurence try to fight back a side smile that he was trying to hide from me.

" Is that what I think it is ? A smile !" I said shaking the magic eight ball.
" It says...Ask again later. This thing sucks why did we use all our tickets on this ?" I said shaking it some more.

My frustration finally brought him to laugh as he punched my arm.

" You're lucky I like you or else I'd probably still be mad." He said.

I felt my soul jump out my body. He likes me !? Does he mean ? Oh my goodness I'm over thinking again aren't I ? But I mean what if it IS in that way ? What do I tell Bee ? What should our prom colors be ?

Just then his brother pulled up in that familiar vintage two door red car from yesterday.

Well, moment of truth.