Christian Turners' Upward Fall (BXB)

Goodbye

It was 6:57 and I'm flipping the fuck out. I'm currently parked outside of Samuels house contemplating whether I should knock or call him. Knocking is more gentlemanly I'm assuming. Or would I rather play it cool? No that's dumb Samuels already painfully aware how not cool I am.

I fiddled with the hem of my t-shirt as I waited patiently for it to be 7:00. I didn't want to knock early, but I also didn't want to be even a second late. Being late would be bad wouldn't it.

I wiped my hands on my jeans nervously. Shit I can't do this. How am I supposed to not jump a gorgeous guy like Samuel Windsor? Fuck I'm not chill enough for dates. Claire and I didn't really do dates, we just hung out casually then fucked. I'm no good at planning dates.

7:00. Fuck.

I collected my phone from the passenger seat and lifted my hips so I could shove it in my pockets. I opened the door and headed towards Samuels front porch.

It took me about a minute of staring at the door wondering who would answer for me to actually knock.

Six knocks. Is that too many?

The door opened only a second later. My eyebrows shot up in surprise at how fast they answered the door.

Samuels mother Peach stared back at me. Her soft fluffy hair pulled messily into a bun. Her eyes were a soft green like Samuel and her face broke out into what I could only describe as joy.

"Nathan!" She exclaimed.

"Close but no" I responded.

She looked disappointed in her self but then began to furrow her brows in concentration. A lot like Samuel does.

"Gracen?" She inquired.

"Your getting colder" I said jokingly. She huffed and pouted sourly.

"It's Christian" I said finally giving in. Her eyes widened in recognition.

"Oh! I'm so dumb sometimes" she said with a laugh.

"Ah So that's how Samuel takes after you" I joked. Her eyes lit up in delight at the light banter.

"You're adorable" She remarks but doesn't elaborate.

What the hell about me is adorable?

"Peach?" Samuels voice called from upstairs. Peach tensed slightly at the use of her name.

"Christians here!" She yelled back. It was silent for a quick moment.

"Be down in a second!" He called back. A loud bang was heard from upstairs as if he tripped over something.

Peach let out a soft laugh when she heard it.

"Come on" Peach spoke softly as she waved me over to follow her. She led me into their kitchen which had dark granite counters and rustic styled barstools.

Peach made her way over to a cutting board that was placed on top of the counter while I decided to situate myself on the barstool directly across from her.

Peach opened a drawer and pulled out a cutting knife. She then placed a watermelon that was in her fridge onto the cutting board and began to cut into it.

"Are you two dating?" She asked casually.

"No. Hopefully someday, though don't tell him I said that" I answered. Peaches eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly.

"Of course not" she promised.

"Is this little get together...a date?" She asked curiously. I once again found myself fiddling with the hem of my t-shirt.