Hate to love

Chapter 17

Savannah's POV

Its been two weeks.

Two freaking weeks.

At first I didn't want to care.

He was a grown person.

He could take care of himself.

But as the weeks went by, I became paranoid.

But why? Why did u care.

I mean, wasn't he my friend?

Just my friend.

Yeah.

I was caring for him as a friend.

Nothing more.

Right?

I tumbles out of bed as Pixie bounded over to me.

After freshening up, I wore a lemon neon green crop top and shorts.

Heading downstairs, I saw Ceejay chatting with the entertainment channel on.

Opening the fridge, I grabbed a glass of orange juice for breakfast.

"Hey little sis."

He said, ruffling my hair. I shook his hand off.

"Get away from me."

"Jasmine is coming over today."

"Why didn't she come over before? You seemed pretty happy but she skipped. Why?"

"She was busy."

"Yeah. Busy."

"Look Savvy. I don't think she has alternative motives for being with me. I thought you already liked her. Why are you doubting her now?"

"She made mum make a dinner only to bail. That's wrong."

"Things came up. Please. She wants you to like her. Okay?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Sure."

"You will?"

"Yeah. Sure."

"Thank you so much. Please try not to be too harsh."

"Moi, when have I ever been harsh?"

He raised his eyebrow.

"I'm not answering that."

"I'm beautiful inside and out. While you're the beast."

"Take that back."

"I won't! You overgrown baby!" I yelled, trying hard not to laugh.

He speared me to the couch.

Pain shot up my rib but I was laughing too hard to care.

He started tickling me.

He was straddling me as I tried to fight him  off.

I tried punching him but he caught my knuckles and bit my wrist.

"Ceejay!!" I groaned.

He was laughing.

"Tell me I'm sexy then I'll let you go."

"Jasmine has that job to lie to you. I don't. I'm your sister. You're fat and not sexy."

He widened his eyes, feigning hurt.

"I'm sexy."

"Fuck you."

"Right here, right now."