Chapter 12 : Hang Out

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"Age and birthday?" He ask. 

"18, and 14th February" i replied. 

"Really? On Valentine?" He raised his eyebrows. I nodded. 

"Your parents probably should named you valentine or something" he said again. 

"But they didn't" i replied. 

"Favorite food?" He asked again. 

"Waffle and pancake" i replied. 

"Favorite drinks?" He ask. 

"Chocolate drinks" i replied. 

"Favorite band?" He ask. 

"You guys, definetely" i said and giggled. 

"I knew it! Haha.. Relationship status?" He ask. 

Oh really Brad?

 "Single" i said again. 

"Really?" He ask. 

"What really???" I start to shout at him. 

"A girl like you don't have any boyfriend?" He said again. 

"A girl like me? What do you think i am" Again i said with a bit louder. 

"No, i mean a beautiful, kind, sweetest, cool girl like you" he added.

He's complimenting! He really made me blushing a lot today. 

"It doesn't matter bradyyy, i'm single. Really. In facts, if i had any boyfriend, i wouldn't hang out with you like this" i said again. 

"Uhm..you right" he said. 

Then we enjoyed our meals, hang out to the park near it, and bought Starbucks.

"Speaking about relationship, are you in it?" I said when we are in the car. 

"Nope" he said. 

"Really?" I said, he smirked. 

"How come?" I said. 

"Sorry?" He said. 

"A cute guy like you, still single" i said. 

"Oh really Chloe, we have to discuss about it?" He ask. 

I laughed. 

"Why? You are scared to share your love story with your fan?" I said. 

"No, of course not..." He replied. 

"And plus... You aren't fans for me" he added. 

"And who am i for you?" I asked. 

He didn't answer. 

"Braddyyy" i shouted. 

"What?" He asked. 

"Oh you heard me!" I said. 

"A friend... I guess..." He replied. 

I don't even know why, his answer kinda hurt me. Oh really Chloe, why you felt hurt? Of course he didn't like you, the way you like him. So, Snap out of it!

"By the way, I like the way you give me a nickname. Ehm bradyyy.." He said, and i laughed. 

He's not too bad. 

"Why you become this nice to me?" I ask, which make he look at me. 

"Become like what?" He ask. 

Okay, he's gergeous.  But, he's kinda stupid sometimes. 

"You know... A jerk?" I replied. 

Then he laughed. And now he scared me. 

"Is there anything funny?" I ask. 

He laughed again. 

"Nothing. Well, i'm sorry okay, for being 'jerk' like you said. I could be like that sometimes, when i was you know...frustrated. Also Madison's friends were fake. They used her so that they could hang out with us. that's why i'm being jerk to you that time. Sorry for that" he replied. 

"But then i think, that you're not too bad" he added. 

"You just make me feel fun, right now. And i know that you're not fake for Madi. She told me anything about you and how you met" he added more. 

I was smiling, really bright right now. That's was sweet!

"Really, brad. You have to said that?" I said. He smile. 

"You don't realized that, don't you?" He ask. 

I shake my head. And he just smile.

And on that time, we were arrived at my house. 

"Thanks for today" i said and smile. 

"No big deal, and thank you for understanding" he replied and also smiling. 

Then he leaned in and kissed my cheeks. 

Holy shit! 

He could be the death of me one day. I could feel my cheeks warmer than before. He smiled again and i'm out of his car, and he left.

I went into the house and screaming. 

"AAAAHHHH!" I screamed. 

"Jeeez Chloe, why the bloody hell are you screaming? I don't want neighbor thinks that we are robbed" someone yelled from the kitchen. 

My mom. 

"Oh my God mom, i thought i was alone, i'm so sorry" i said and of course with laugh. 

"So who's that?" My mom asked. 

"A friend" i replied. 

"Madi?" She ask. 

"Nope, she's out of town, to her grandma's" i replied. 

"Then?" She ask. 

"Bradley" i replied. 

"That young man that help Finn?" She ask. I nodded. 

"Are you in date???" She teased. 

"Jesus mom, really?" I said and go upstairs. I could hear her laughed.

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