i choose u

.Chapter Twelve.

.Chapter Twelve.

                The lights were dimmed all round the house when I entered through the front door, the candles were lit and sitting on the dinning room table, and Blaine stood in front of the doorway. He held out his hand towards me and smiled. 

        "You look beautiful," He commented. I slowly looked down at the sparkling black dress I was wearing.

        "Thank you," I blushed. I took his warm hand with my hand, my fingernails still looked horrible. I quickly jerked my hand back, afraid he might see. 

        "What's wrong?" Blaine asked, taking a step in front of me, and gazing down into my worried eyes. 

        "I have something to tell you," I started, "I like you." My heart was beating so fast, I thought I was going to explode. As soon as I looked down at my feet, then looked back up, Blaine was gone. "Blaine?" I called, walking around the house; then I came to his bedroom. "Blaine, where did you go-" I slowly opened the door and found myself in a unbelievable situation; the woman that had visited Blaine before was sitting on the bed, not alone but with Blaine himself. They were making out!?! "BLAINE!" I screamed. The woman and him looked towards me. 

        "Oh, Ayame, I'm sorry but I can't return your feelings. . ."

                That was when I woke up from the nightmare. 

   

        Everyone in the classroom was staring at me. Did i just gasp before I woke up? Zack was staring at me, his eyes were telling me what he was thinking: 

        Are you okay? What happened?

        I couldn't say anything back, since the teacher was now on my case. 

        "You alright?" The teacher asked. I nodded my head quickly and laughed quietly. Everyone seemed to have ignored it and things went back to normal. I sighed, then a piece of paper was thrown at my head. 

        'What's wrong?' It read.

        I looked to Zack and shook my head, telling him I didn't want to talk about it. 

                The bell that rang around the school signaled our leave. Everyone rushed out the doors and I was pushed down. 

        "Ah!" I gasped. I scrapped my hands across the cement and everyone still continued on, not even noticing. I sighed. I was about to get up but a hand reached out to me, I slowly took it, and he pulled me up. Zack was some how always there to save me. He had a warm smile on his face which would warm anyone's heart. 

        "You okay?" He asked. I shook my head 'yes'. 

        "Thank you."

        "No problem, I'm here for you," He winked at me. I laughed and he helped me pick up my things. "So, who is here to pick you up today?" His expression seemed worried. 

        "Blaine is," I smiled. For some reason he didn't look to happy. 

        "I just want to make sure that guy doesn't ditch you again," Zack was worrying for me. I felt happy to have a friend like him. 

        "Thanks, again," I giggled and took my things from Zack's hands. Did I seriously just giggle? I covered my mouth. Oops. 

        "Haha," Zack laughed, he knew what I was embarrassed about. "That's so you."

        'That's so me'? What is?

        "Well," My eyes caught sight of Blaine's car pull up to the pick-up curb, "I have to go, bye!" I waved and walked quickly over to the car. Zack watched as I went along and hopped in the car. Blaine was sitting in the car, very content, and tense? His knuckles were showing from him gripping the steering wheel. He didn't even make eye contact with me. I awkwardly closed the door and stared at my lap. "Uh, hi," I spoke. Blaine suddenly looked towards me with a normal smile, the one he always wore. 

        "How was school?" He asked. My heart shrunk. What was I expecting? For him to be nervous for the date he promised? I clutched my stuff and forced a smile. 

        "Yep." School. That's right, I was only a high scholar, and he was twenty-one. I leaned back in the seat; maybe we should cancel the date. . .

        "So, about the date-" Blaine started. 

        "I know! It's totally stupid, lets not go to dinner. I think we should just go home, I have a lot of homework anyway," I said quickly. Blaine was staring at me but what was he saying behind his eyes?

        "I'm not saying it's stupid, I defiantly owe you, so let me treat you to it when you want to, 'kay?" His foot stepped on the gas and we slowly rolled forward, away from the school. Oh no, what have I done? Did I just upset him? Does he really think its not stupid, or is he just saying that? I didn't know what to say. I wanted to immediately say I lied about the homework but that would just make me look stupid. I shrank in the seat. This really. . . really, sucked.