Battle of Love [discontinued]

chapter 7

Please don't be him, please don't be him.

I slowly looked up at a concerned looking Mason holding a black umbrella.

"Did you see me fall?"

"Ya"

Did he really just see me fall?

Roselynn Gold, RIP 2001-2019
Cause of death, embarrassment.

"Why were you doing that?"
He said while looking straight ahead and not at me. Could he be more rude? He's talking to me but not even facing me. Am I space?

I kept my thoughts to myself and answered his question.
"I got locked out and my parents aren't home."

"Well do you wanna come in my house?"
He offered, his eyes still looking at a different direction.

"Could you look at me while talking to me? It's kinda rude if you don't."I replied with my tone slightly tinted with annoyance.

"Well, based on our interaction today morning when you were passing me cookies, you don't enjoy me looking at your chest area. And right now you are kinda exposed so..."

I looked down at my soaking wet white t-shirt. I blushed immediately once I realised it had gone nearly transparent, and my boobs and bra were now visible.
I immediately covered myself with my arms.

God
What did I do for you to be so merciless first my break up with Tyler
Then detention
And now, getting drenched in the rain with a grumbling tummy.
Don't do that of course the best for last getting locked out of my own house
And now the cherry to my favorable  desert.

Mason seeing me in this ridiculous mess that was certainly  extremely embarrassing.

''I'm fine don't worry just leave me'' that was the best I could make out.

"Are you sure? You are going to catch a cold if you continue staying  out here. You can come in my house? I'll get you a towel and everything."

"Er... sure?" I was hesitant, but thinking that going in his house was better than sitting out here in the rain, of course I couldn't say no.

He stretched out a arm and pulled me up.
The umbrella was tiny so we were practically hugging each other while walking to his house.

Abs.
I feel his abs again.
Oh god what am I doing.
Get a grip Rose.
I mentally slapped myself when i thought of those muscles.

We entered his house to see it lit up by a giant chandelier, the house smelt of sweet smelling fragrance and everything was so sparkly. It was extremely fancy was to say the least.

I realised my soaking wet self was wetting his carpet and shirt so I immediately detacted myself from Mason and stood closer to the door.
"Omg I'm so sorry I'm such a nuisance, I'm getting everything wet."
I looked down at my puddle of water, following my footsteps.

"It's fine just stay here, I'll get you a towel."

He started walking away, each step creating a echo. The house was filled with fancy things like carpets that were probably made of the finest silk and furnitures for decoration that most definitely cost more then my living room but yet it felt so vacant. They didn't even seem to have any maids. How do they clean their house up then?

I stood by the little corner where my wetness started forming up into my little swimming pool.I took a step closer to the wall as I see the water slowly reaching the carpet again, but I was met with a loud, heavy this against my chest.
"OWWWWW!"
I think I just broke my body.
It felt like my bones cracked, with the pain from the fall off the window earlier,
I think i was ready to be admitted to a hospital.