Chapter 7.
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I sat on her newly covered bed panting as I look at her feeling really exhausted. I leaned on the bed frame and watch her move, and I could see she's also getting tired with every move she takes.
She places her boxes on one corner of the room and pauses when she's getting the other. She stands up straight and wipes the sweat that was about to hit her eyes. She sighed and turn to look at me. I just chuckle staying still to where I am sitting. She frowns placing her arms on her waist and sighing again.
"Will you help me or not?" She asked with a serious tone on that voice. I stare at her thinking for few seconds.
"Uhh, yeah?"
"Then go help me." She frown even more taking one box to a corner. I stood up taking the box and placing it to where she was placing it. I groan dropping the box on the floor and standing back up, walking back to where I was sitting.
And from here, I saw this girl undressed. Her top was gone but she still has her pants on. I frown at the sight not really knowing why she's changing in front of me. Was she trying to turn me on? Or is she just normally doing this to people?
I ignore that thoughts and stay frozen, just staring at that gorgeous figure she has. That smooth pale skin makes me want to touch it, but I just can't do that. I'll feel like a weirdo and a pervert looking so desperate to touch her. And that is just not me.
I respect women and everyone. I don't do something so stupid that might bring back old memories that I've been avoiding for a really long time now. My past is really just too far from how you'd imagine it would be.
"Please stop staring..." She told me as she turns already having her on an oversized shirt that looks old. I crossed me arms and smirk.
"I never knew you were that sexy..." I give a playful smirk trying to tease her. She stays still feeling embarrassed at my remark. I mean, it was true...
"Whatever." She whispers walking out of her bedroom. I stay inside laying on this hard-ass bed. I close my eyes waiting patiently for her to come back.
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"That is not how you do it?!" She complains hitting me slightly. I chuckle staring at how horrible my painting is.
"Then how?" I ask her and she groans aloud feeling frustrated about this.
"Arghh, just one stroke on your brush!! Not like this. There's vertical, then horizontal, WITH CIRCLES?!!" She groan feeling annoyed.
"Just do it. Your better than I am." I place the brush back to the bucket of paint but she grabs my hand refusing me to go.
"No. You have to help me." She said and drops my hand realizing she was holding it for over a second already. She gives my brush ordering me to try again. I just look at her giving her an 'Are you serious?' look. And she nods sure of it.
I sigh grabbing the brush dipping it with paint and start stroking vertically. She watches and continued her painting too.
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After a few seconds a mess was made.
She smudges paint into my face which is
"What the fuck?!" I shout and she giggles. That stupid giggle is annoying.
"That is what you get for being so bitchy and stubborn to me." She said with a grin slightly shaking her head. I frown feeling piss at her.
