i choose u

.Chapter Eleven.

.Chapter Eleven. 

                I wanted to stay in my room the next morning, I was terrified to face Blaine. 

        In my head, I kept telling myself that it was all just a bad dream but every time I did, I could feel Blaine's skin on my lips, and the warmth still left on them. My face was burning and bright red as I looked at myself in the mirror. Sadly, I was ready for school, wearing another plain black T-shirt and jeans. Just suck it up, it wasn't that big of deal, only the fact that Blaine could tell my father that I was the one harassing him, haha.... I failed to laugh it off, I regretted it dearly. 

        A knock startled me as I walked back and forth across my bedroom, oh no. I could see his shadow under the door. What was he going to do? Come in and tell me he was sending me somewhere else? My shaky hand opened the door slowly, and there he was- all dressed up in a fancy suit, ready for work and looking smashing. I drooled a little, then quickly wiped my mouth. 

        "Good morning," Blaine said calmly. 

        I was in a state of shock. Oh my, did he forget EVERYTHING???

        "Morning," I smiled. Crap, this sucks, now I wanted him to remember, I wanted him to ask me why I would do that but instead; he turned around and headed down the stairs. I followed, realieved but depressed. 

                The car ride was awkward or at least for me. I would glance at Blaine, then he'd catch me and smile back. In my head, I kept screaming at myself, beating up myself emotionally; I really wanted to say something. 

        "What is it?" Blaine finally asked.

        "You came home drunk you know-" My hand covered my mouth. Oops, it slipped out. Blaine was quiet and still looking out towards the road. We stopped at a red light and everything seemed to stay quiet, then turned green, he sighed.

        "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to put something like that on your shoulders. That was irresponsible of me," Blaine's expression looked serious.  My heart was racing again, he was so mature, and good looking. My eyes ripped away from his beauty. 

        "It's fine, it's not like my dad was innocent either," I crossed my arms. This was too funny; Blaine really forgot everything that happened. Then I wonder- is the hickey still there? My head slowly turned back to Blaine. There was no way he'd wake up in the morning without looking in the mirror to find them, or maybe. I narrowed my eyes to his neck, the other ones were there but mine was hidden under the collar of his shirt. That kind of pissed me off. Blaine looked at me and smiled again, I had to turn away and frown. I'm pretty sure I was going to die soon from all of this. 

                We arrived yet again at my school; just anouther freaking beautiful day. As I was getting out of the car, I noticed Blaine searching the crowd of people. 

        "Who are you looking for?" I asked. Blaine suddenly stopped looking and looked me in the eye. 

        "No one," He grinned. He was smiling a lot lately, it was kind of scarring me. My hand held onto the door handle to Blaine's car and I quickly thought of something.

        "You know, I'm not going to let you off easily," I said quietly, leaning closer towards Blaine. His eyes suddenly widened and he moved a little farther away from me. 

        "What are you talking about?" He laughed. He didn't seem like he was taking as a joke, since I was staring into his eyes and held a serious expression  myself. 

        "For being drunk- you're going to have to pay," My hand let go of the car handle and I leaned my head on it. He was just staring at me. 

        "How so?" All of the sudden, we were face to face. Blaine wasn't playing around, it was like we were having a staring contest right in front of my school. Everyone that passed the car gave us a strange and currious stare, then continued on. My focus was on Blaine and I was his. Where was I going with this perfect plan? I secretly laughed at myself. I wasn't scared. My face leaned closer and closer, daring Blaine to even move. 

        "Dinner," I replied. I got out of the car and swung my backpack over my shoulder. He was still staring at me; as if he couldn't believe what I had just said. 

        "Dinner?" He repeated. I nodded my head and leaned down into the car. 

        "Dinner," I backed away and was about to shut the door, "and it better be nice."

        I watched Blaine drive away, with a smirk on my face, and my heart pounding like crazy. I really did like Blaine, I can't deny it.