.Chapter Twenty-Three.

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.Chapter Twenty-Three. 

                Saturday, I stood in front of my mirror and stared at the bandage on my face. 

        I haven't touched it since Blaine had tended to the deep scratches. Nothing happened afterwards with Zack's girlfriend, I made sure I stayed as far away from him as I could all week. I was tired, had too much homework to do, and I had a scheduled plan with Sam and her friends. Honestly, I wasn't mentally prepared. I've only had one friend all throughout high school, (which is Madison) but it was a group outing today. Today, I actually made an effort to stand out. I guess this was my chance to change for the better and for Blaine. In the hallway, I ran into Blaine for the first time after what happened the other day. My gaze shifted down to the floor and my hands clenched my purse tightly. 

        "Hi," I said, bluntly. Blaine and I have been awkward since I last rejected him, hes been busy lately with work, too. Blaine had the door open to his bedroom. Sometimes, I completely forget that I'm living with my boyfriend, most of the time we don't even talk. I didn't understand him at all. 

        "Going somewhere?" He asked, glancing up and down at me. It was awkward having Blaine stare at me intensively, especially when I was showing so much skin with the shorts, tank top, and high heels. I actually had high heels packed away in my suitcase, I never bothered to take them out. I still couldn't make eye contact with him. 

        "Mhm." I nodded my head solemnly. I just wanted to hurry up and leave the house, but as I was about to go, Blaine grabbed my hand. 

        "Wait, Ayame, I'm sorry about that time. If you're mad about it. . ." His voice trailed off as he looked away from me. My hand dropped from his. This is why he wouldn't talk to me? My eyes searched his, he was defiantly being truthful. The moment his eyes found mine again, I approached him and wrapped my arms around him tightly. He didn't seem like he was expecting a hug and hesitantly put his arms around me as well. "Ayame?" 

        "No, I wasn't mad, I was just waiting for you to talk to me because I felt like the guilty one," I mumbled in his shirt. Every time I breathed in his scent, my heart felt like it sped up. I missed him so much. His arms wrapped around my waist tightly this time, pulling me as close as I could go, and squeezing me. I felt suffocated, but I didn't mind. 

        "Thank God," He breathed. "I was so worried you hated me for that." I placed my head on his beathing heart. 

        "I'd never hate you, Blaine," I said sincerely. I pulled away from him and looked up into his blue eyes. Suddenly, my cell phone rang in my pocket and I pulled it out to look at it, it was Sam calling. Blaine looked down at me as well. 

        "You're going to hang out with her?" He said, smiling down at me, and letting his hands drop to his sides. 

        "Yeah, just going to the movies." I put my phone back in my pocket and looked up at him. We stared into each others eyes for a short couple of seconds in silence. Again, I was about to leave, and Blaine grabbed my hand once again. "What?" I turned around and Blaine's thumb was on my lips, smudging my lipstick off. 

        "You shouldn't wear as much makeup and reveling cloths, it makes me nervous," His voice sounded agitated. Irritable was written all over his face. I toke his hand slowly in mine and laughed. 

        "It's just Sam," I reassured him. Although I was really happy he was jealous and concerned, I was lying to him a little. There were going to be other people but I wasn't going to tell Blaine that. He looked a little relieved after believing me, then let my hand go. I hurried outside, shutting the house door behind me, and hopped in the car with Sam and someone who was driving. Although things seemed to be turning out fine, I had a feeling in my stomach that something was going to go wrong.

        "Ready to go?" Sam asked. I smiled and nodded my head in a yes manner and the car drove off. I thought I saw Blaine come out of the house while we got farther but I wasn't too sure. I was going to have fun, I needed to have fun.

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