Hater ~ payton moormeier

Chapter 11

Chapter 11
"Your joking right?"
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I took a deep breathe and sighed.
I walked out of the room. And towards Anthony.

Okay I'm ready. I said giving him a fake smile.
I could see payton made his way back to the girl, I still havent got her name yet.
Let's go. Anthony said looking up from his phone and smiled back, but not a fake one.

Why am I feeling this way. I like Anthony, well thought he was cute ever since i saw that picture. I'm happy right? Well I should be. I'm going to stay the night with the hottest guy in the universe.
What could go wrong?

I was in the passenger seat while Anthony was driving.
A little later we arrived at a big beautiful house. Almost as big as Payton's. But this one looked a little bigger.

Were here baby. Anthony said turning the car off and getting his keys.

Baby? I thought, But I tried to ignore it.

Okay. I said giving him yet another fake smile well more of a smirk kind of.
But he doesnt pay attention enough to notice it's "fake". I could ask him what my eye color was and covered my eyes and he would be clueless.

We got out of the car and walked to the front door.

I live alone so dont expect anybody to be here. He says before opening the door.

Um okay? I said
Not really knowing what to say.

We walked in and he went directly to the kitchen, and since this is my first time here, I followed him.

This house is beautiful. I say gasping as I walk to the kitchen.

The house was on the modern side. It was a cozy modern. But it was beautiful.

He opens a cabinet and pulled out two plates.

Hungry? He asked me in the process.

Not much, what you cooking? I asked him.

Well I have some pizza in the fridge I was gonna heat up. He replied back to me while opening the fridge and grabbing a pizza box that was on the middle shelf.

I'm gonna pass for now I'm not hungry. I say

Okay whatever your wanna do. He said finally taking a look at me and smiling and his dimples appeared.

Okay that was hot.

He puts a plate back into the cabinet he got it from and continues to make his pizza.

It was now 9:45pm
Anthony just finished eating.
We where watching a movie until he put his hand back on my leg just where he had it earlier.

He slowly moved it but making me bounce up.

I'm gonna go get some water.

I say as I walk to the kitchen.

Why did he do that?