Pretending

Chapter 10

Splash.

Pushing Antonio in the pool may not have been my best idea.

He surfaces to the top of the water, looking at me.

If looks could kill.

I quickly stop laughing and start running, but Antonio and his long legs quickly caught up to me.

"Antonio! Put me down! " I say kicking as he throws me over his shoulder

He starts laughing before throwing me in his pool.

With my clothes on.

He then jumps in again, before I can make it to the surface.

We both go to the surface, me basically coughing my lungs out.

"You... Idiot!" I say coughing between my words.

"Hey, I'm not an idiot!" He says before smirking. "I'm a hot idiot."

I roll my eyes. "Still an idiot."

I get out of the pool and sit on the edge, watching the rippling of the water of the ocean through the window. The sunset makes the ocean reflect the waves as the waves crash into the sand.

"Hey, Nix?" Antonio says. I turn my head around.

"Yeah?" I ask.

A pause.

" What is your type? " he asks smirking.

I stay silent, my former relationship was something else to say the least, since then my type has changed. A lot.

" Someone who is sweet and caring I guess. " I say shrugging. He smiles.

We stay silent before he asks if we want to go up to his room, I agree. We walk up to his room and I sit in the middle of the floor while Antonio gets dressed in different clothes in his bathroom.

Antonio's room looks like a typical boy room, football posters, football trophies, a king sized bed, a desk, and a stereo.

Antonio comes out of the bathroom with white basketball shorts and a black t-shirt, how can he look so hot in lazy clothes?

He stares me up and down and smirks. "You want to borrow some of my clothes?"

My cheeks go red. " uh, um, sure. " I stutter.

He winks and opens his closet, getting out clothes for me and then hands me the clothes. I quickly go into his bathroom, not wanting him to see how red my face is.

I shut and lock the door before sighing in relief. I look at the clothes he picked out for me and my eyes go big.

He got me a t-shirt.

And no shorts.

I know what you may be thinking, 'but he saw you in a swimsuit, why does this bother you?' And you're right, he has seen me in just a swimsuit, but there is a difference between a swimsuit and just underwear.

I take off my wet shirt and pants, leaving me in only my bra and underwear, I slip the plain white t -shirt on and groan when the shirt only goes to right below my underwear. I hesitantly unlock the door and walk into his room.

He is laying on his bed reading "Paper Towns," for some reason, he makes reading look 100 times sexier.

When he sees me he smirks and winks. " That shirt looks better on you . "

I roll my eyes and walk to his bed, he pats the spot next to him and moves over. I lay down, pulling the comforter over me, sighing in happiness. His bed is so comfortable.