Chapter 8.

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It's been a week since the concert and I've not really been talking to Taddie and I feel bad about that. Maybe I should text him? Yeah that's a good idea.

'Hey, wanna come over today?'

'Sure. Time?'

'3?'

'Ill be there.'

For once I'm dressed and already taken a shower before someone comes over. I mean I normally am just I take it right after they tell me they are coming over. That made no sense. Oh well I have a hour I should be fine. I can get a poptart and a glass of chocolate milk. Once he pulls into the driveway I go outside.

'So. What are we going to do?' he says.

'Uhh. Movie?' I say smiling.

'You really like movies don't you.'

'Well. I fall asleep during most movies and your a good pillow because your warm and yes I do.'

'You just keep me around to cuddle.' he says rolling his eyes.

'Maybe. Other things too.'

We go in and he picks a movie out. "The Fault In Our Stars" wow. Really cheesy. We start watching the movie and I lay on Taddie. God this movie is so cheesy. It's like every other movie about a girl and a guy falling in love after being friends for a while. They meet at something and then they become good friends and go places together then fall in love. Like that would ever happen. About ten minutes from the ending I look over at the time. It's already 5?

'You okay?' Taddie says.

'Yeah. I'm fine.'

'You sure? You're crying.'

Was I really crying? How did I not know? Why am I crying? That movie was like all the other love stories.

'I'm fine.'

'Okay. Whatever you say.' He says wiping my face.

'I'm hungry. Are you?' I say.

'Sure. What do you want? I'll make it.' He says.

'Uh it doesn't matter.'

He goes into the kitchen and starts making something. About ten minutes later he says it's done so I go in the kitchen.

'So what is it?'

'Chicken Alfredo. I'm not good at cooking though.'

I sit down and he hands me a plate. When he sits down I take a bite. It's really not that bad. I like it.

'So?'

'It's good. Are you sure you aren't a cook?' I say.

'No. I'm not.' He says smiling

We continue eating and talking about the tour. I can't believe it starts next week. It seriously will be amazing. I can't wait to go in it though it should be so much fun.

'Do you ever come to the realization that your friends with someone who used to sit in her room and wish she could meet you guys?' I say.

'Do you ever come to the realization that your best friends with someone who used sit in his room and which he could meet someone like you?' he says.

'Someone like me?'

'Yeah. Ya know. Nice, funny, dorky, adorable. Those types of things.'

'Whatever. Finish your food so I can do dishes nerd.'

'I'll help.' He says.

He finishes his food and puts his plate and fork in the sink. I start running the water and he gets all the plates stacked and bowls and silverware. As I start washing the dishes he come back in with a cup.

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