Ily, You Idiot.

• chapter 13 •

"Stop you wink too much I swear. "

"I can't help it. Plus not everyone I talk to blushes so easily. It's fun to see your reactions everytime." He smirked.

"You're such a bully. Trash this I'm going home-"

I got up, but he reached out forcing me to sir back down.

"Sorry I won't tease you, promise."

"Do I believe you...." I questioned narrowing my eyes.

"You do."

"Like hell I do-"

He ended up putting a spoonful of strawberry ice cream in my mouth to shut me up.

"Ew that's nasty. How do you like that?"

"It's not! It's pretty good." He protested.

"Well anyway, now that I used your spoon you can't use it. Give it to me." I snatched it away.

"No you don't!" He stood up, taking it back. In the rush his ice cream ended up falling on my face, trailing down and falling on the ground.

He started laughing instead of caring about his ice cream, looking far more amused then I'd like.

"Wait, I'll wipe it off for you." He said through laughs.

"Nah it's fine-"

He pushed my hair back with his hand, using some tissue to wipe off the ice cream. His face was toooooo close for comfort. It's fine because it's him, but if it were Matthew id probably burst or something right about now.

"Glad it didn't get anywhere near your hair. It's soft as heck, it would be a shame to see it get sugary and sticky." 

"And whose fault would that be?"

He got up and went to throw away the tissue, but my face still felt sticky. Obviously.

"Can I try something?" He said eyeing my hair. Yeah I know where this is going. I

"Just once."

He leaned down, expecting his hand in my hair, I closed my eyes but it never came. Instead, when I opened my eyes, I saw his face nearing mine as I realized what he meant.

"Wai-"

Damn he sure is a good kisser. Was my first thought. His lips were softer than expected, as I found myself responding.
Oh wait no, that's not supposed to happen. I broke away, panting as he rested his head on my shoulder. This didn't feel right. As weird as that sounds. Like he's an attractive guy, sure. Good kisser, yes. But just, no.

"I didn't know that's what you meant." I said catching my breath.

"What else would you think I was trying to do?"

"I-

Oh right, Matthew is the only one who likes my hair a little too much. 

"Look I didn't mean to force you or anything, should have made it more clear. Sorry." He said backing away.

"It's fine, not like it was my first kiss so whatever." I blushed looking away.
"Anyway I'll get home now, see you around." I waved, walking away.

Is it bad that I didn't completely hate that? Sure, I don't like him as much as I like Matthew but I can still try right?

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"Hey Matthew? Can you pick me up today? I'll drive us back."

"Sure, what time do you wanna leave?"