Hate to love

Chapter 9

Savannah POV

"Okay let's ask basic questions because basically, I know nothing about you." Devon started.

"I had no idea you could say something without smirking."

He raised his eyebrow, his smirk coming back.

"You study me a lot princess, got a crush on me or something?"

I choked on my drink.

"No!" I spluttered, my cheeks flaming. He laughed then.

"You are severely blushing right now. You're really pretty Savannah, you can send me a confession anytime, I'll gladly date you."

My cheeks reddened even more.

"Too bad I'll never like you like that, then."

He raised his eyebrow again.

"We'll see princess."

 "Okay, your full name."

"You realize you could pick up your phone and browse that right now."

"Stop being a show off." I laughed.

"Savannah Andrea Javanno."

"Your mum used your name for her products. Her collections, ever her perfumes."

"Yeah she did."

"I use 'Savannah', that's my favorite."

"That's why you always smell like -"

"the ocean." We said together and I smiled.

"So what's your full name" I asked him.

"Devon Dante Alimero."

"You're totally a Spaniard." I teased lightly.

"I noticed."

I rolled my eyes at him. "So, Dante," he rolled his eyes as I called him that.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 17. You?"

"Same. When's your birthday?"

"January 25th. During winter. You?"

"August 8th. I'm a total summer baby."

"Yeah."

 The talk was rather interesting. I actually learnt a lot about him.

His favourite colour is green and he is really good in gymnastics.

He loved maths.

That one came as a shock actually.

He loved horror movies and hated comedies.

Who hates comedies?

He loved art and from the drawings and paintings signed in his name around the house, he was really good.

"How could you think that?" I asked in shock.

"Because its true. Joker is better than Batman."

He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Okay, I wanna introduce you to a friend of mine, his name is reality. You need to meet him."

He started laughing.

He had booming laughter but it was rather melodic.

Musical even.

Call me whatever you want.