I'm Kidnapped and I think I like it(finshed;])

I'm kidnapped and I think I like it Ch.9

[recap]

"See you later." I clicked the red button to end the conversation. I couldn't help but think if Joey would let me out. Now that I knew I had a Godchild in the way I kind of wanted to leave, but a part of me wanted to stay for some reason I can't explain.

I was letting my imaganation take over me when I finally heard the car's engine in the garage.

As he walked in I couldn't help but stare how his muscles tensed up when he was holding all the bags he had brought.

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~Lili's Pov~

I couldn't help but not stare, I'm a sucker when it comes to muscles.

I was looking a really long time and He noticed.

"What?"

"Nothing I thought I saw a spider on your shirt." not the best excuse ever.

"Why would there be a spider on my shirt."

"I don't know ok." I'm so retarted.

He rolled his eyes and walked upstairs.

After what seemed like 10 minutes he came down stairs.

"Here." He handed me a towl, a bar of soap, a bottle of shampoo and condinator herbal essences my favorite, and some clothes.

"What's this for?"

"So you can eat it." my eyes opened wide and he had a smirk on his face. I don't know if you have ever seen a picture of elvis smiling with his teeth showing but thats exactly the smile he had on.

"I'm just kidding. Seriously what does a person do with these stuff."

"I know what to do with them. I was wondering why you got me clothes though."

"I don't want you to stink up my house." That was just rude.

I didn't know what to say so I looked down at the stuff and I had another smartass comment. "What no deodorant."

"Oh yea let me go grab it." I was kinding but a minute later he came back with pomegrante deodorant. at least it smelt good.

"Your not going to stand here are you."

"Yea." I was about to say something when we laughed and went up stairs. On his way up he said "You got 15 minutes"

I have to admit it. It felt good taking a shower. Changing into other clothes was good to.

He had gotten me Awhite t shirt, a black Pu Jacket and some black skinny jeans. I give him props it actualy looked good. I was putting on my white converse when he walked in.

"Did the clothes fit?" His tone wasn't cold.

"Yea it's perfect thank you. How did you know it'd fit me."

"I guessed." Now I knew I could keep my cool. It all made since now.

He liked to talk to his mother, he dressed good, and he knows about fashion. It's obvious he's gay.