My Crush Is Crushing On Me.

Chapter 10

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"Suzy, pls help me " I said pushing Ryan out of the kitchen.

" What ?" She replied asking me for what to do.

" Get Dick out of here "  I said as I ducked to avoid being hit by the ice that was coming in my direction.

"SORRY " Dick said trying again to break the ice again.

The next thing I know Susan was dodging a flying ice.

" Out !" Suzy shouted at Dick.

"Geez, I'm going okay " Dick replied as he stepped out of the kitchen.

Susan ignored him and took the pack of ice putting into a Ziploc before smashing it with flask that was on the counter while I looked around.

"Here " Dylan said handing me a clean apron.

How did he know that was what I was looking for, I thought as I put off the gas, and started cleaning up the mess, wiping the counter and moping the floor.

Dylan was mixing another bowl of batter bcos Dick's flying ice had spoilt the one he made earlier.

By the time, I was done cleaning Suzy was done with the ice and was in the dinning with the boys they were ordering pizza since the pancake won't be enough.

So it was only Dylan and I that was in the kitchen, and that caused my senses to heighten. I was noticing his every move.

We were frying the pancake now,

"How did it end up like this ?" I finally voice out my thought as I put some batter in the pan.

"How ? " he's deep voice sent shivers down my spine( now repeated occurrence ) whenever he talks.

"The only thing Ryan can do is joke and play pranks and yet you told him to fry pancake " I said ax that what noticed.

"There was nothing else he could do, besides I don't have fifty hands so I can't do everything on my own " Dylan replied turning the pancake.

"He could have mixed the batter ?" I asked looking at him.

"Do want to die ?"  He asked.

"No " I said removing the pancake  from the pan.

"I would only ask Ryan to mix the batter if I intend to kill the person bcos that boy can only mix poison " Dylan said looking at me, making me blush under his stare.

"Don't ask me why I didn't tell him to break the ice bcos that boy play prank with anything and I figured that he couldn't really play any pranks on a frying pan with hot oil " Dylan said.

"How about Dick ?"  I asked trying to get him to stop looking at me.

"You saw how he was the ice, what do you think he would do with the batter or the oil " Dylan said .

"He would probably bath the kitchen in batter splashing it everywhere or have his skin removed by the hot oil" I said imagining Dick dripping from head to toe in pancake batter and I chuckled.

"Exactly! "Dylan smiled at me.

He was smiling at ME.

For a second I was going to put my hands in his dimples but I stopped myself.

Sorry I'm I dreaming?

If I am, I don't want to wake up.

He looked away to scooped out the pancake out of the pan. My heart was beating fast against my chest.

Minutes later we were done so, I packed up all that we used and while wiping the counter, Dylan was opening the cupboard to bring out plates and I mistakenly bump into him.

I turned around to apologize thats when I found out how dangerously close we were.

I just stood there staring at him with my back resting on the counter and he was standing only two inches in front of me. He dropped the plates on the counter behind me and he placed his two hands on my both sides.

"Like what you see ?" He asked teasing me.

My face turned red after he said that, I could not even think of an answer.

I could sniff him, and I won't lie I totally loved whatever perfume or axe, he had on.

"Of course, you do, you basically just called me hot and gorgeous, a few minutes ago " he said bringing his face down to my height.

"Right ?"  he said his breath fanning my face and he smelt of mint and something else but since my senses already flew away the moment he stood in front of me, I couldn't tell what the second scent was.

"Hello ?" Dylan waved his hands in front of me then I realized that he had moved away already and had packed the plates.

"Bring the remaining plates " he said as he left the kitchen.  My hands immediately flew to my chest and it seem as if my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

He left me standing there.

FLUSTERED!

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Dylan sure had an had on effect on her, doesn't he ?
Does anyone want a Dylan's POV ?

What a day today has been, I couldn't find my money and I also couldn't find the book I was writing  my story in.

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