friends | blake richardson

~chapter 7~

For the next week and a half, I find myself very busy. I promised my best friends I would a few days with them and them only. No boys allowed. My family came to visit as well, therefore leaving me only able to text blake, but I only send him a few texts. 

I'm laying down on my bed watching friends when my older sister, Emma, walks in and plops herself down beside me.

"You know, you really should just talk to him about it." She advises. I had told her everything that was going on with blake right when she got here, and I'm so grateful to have her help.

"I know I should but... I don't know. I'm too awkward for my own good. I would start stuttering and forget everything I was going to say. Plus, I don't even know what I'm going to say so, I'm just gonna leave it be." I sigh. 

"Come on, lani! From what I remember, blake was a good kid!"

"How would you know? First of all, we were six. Second, we barely hung out. We were just two kids that liked each other."

"But you found each other again! Plus, I bet he's way cuter now and such a gentleman."

"He is," I smirk.

"And you're obviously head over for him! I haven't even seen what the guy looks like or acts around you but from what you told me, he's head over heels for you too. So you should just talk to him."

"I don't know. Maybe when I feel comf-" I get cut off by the doorbell ringing. 

"You can stay here, I'll get it," Emma says and I thank her. I did not look decent enough to answer the door. it was eight at night and I was in short shorts with a baggy t-shirt, making it look like I had no pants on. My hair was up in a messy bun and the only make up I have on was mascara. I was also wearing my glasses, which no one knows I have besides my family and two best friends.  I looked like a tired mess. Emma pokes her head in the doorway not even a minute later.

"Someone's here for you." She says with a small smile. I sigh and get up, not caring about my appearance anymore. I walk down the stairs and stop when I see who it is. I'm shocked but I smile and continue on down the stairs until I'm met with a certain brown-eyed boy.

"Hey, Blake." I smile. I know my sister is smirking from behind my back but I choose to ignore it. 

"hey leilei." He wraps his arms around my waist and smiles back at me. "Have you been trying to avoid me?"

"No, not intentionally," I say innocently.

"Oh really?" He smirks, pulling me closer. "Then why weren't you answering any of my calls and texts?" I let his lips lightly brush mine before I push him off and run upstairs, trying to tease him.

"Because she's lying!" Emma answers blake as I run past her.

"Thanks a lot em! And I did text you a couple times, blake!"

"Anytime sis."

Blake eventually catches up, seconds before I'm about to close the door.

"You got lucky, Richardson." He gives me a cheeky grin in reply. He sits down on my bed with his, now noticed, laptop before looking at me again.

"Sorry that I look like a mess, I wasn't expecting anyone." I laugh.

"No, you look beautiful. Didn't know you had glasses, but you look amazing with them on." He smiles slightly.

"Thanks." I blush. "Sorry, were you going to say something?"

"So I've some explaining to do." Blake looks at me as I sit in my desk chair across from him, waiting for him to continue.