Chapter 9 - "weird"

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When I turn around, I see blue eyes staring at me, It's Dylan, that was probably the last thing I wanted to happen, and probably the last thing I expected to happen.

"um, no" I reply to his question,

"then it means you don't have an umbrella, right?" he had a French accent that I never noticed,

"do I look like I have one?" I reply,
he gives a smirk, I don't know why it seemed like he liked my reply to his question,

"well I have one" he obviously was asking me if I wanted to share the umbrella with him or not, I didn't really wanted to, but staying here for hours waiting for the rain to stop is the last thing I want to do right now.

"could you drop me to street number 4?" I ask him,
"oh alright let's go" he says with a smile

It's really awkward while we are walking, it's a 15 minute walk from school to my apartment, and I was wishing to reach there asap, he doesn't talk at all while we are walking, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

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We finally reach my apartment, when we stop walking, we are under a roof, so he puts his umbrella aside, I look at his lips, they still look kissable, I swear I would have kissed him if I didn't hate him, 𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘧?
"thanks" I tell him,
"you're... welcome" he sounded like he wanted me to say something else, he takes his umbrella and leaves, without even saying bye, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥.

I enter our apartment saying "I'm hooooooome~~" when my jaw drops and I burst into laughter when I see Liz in the kitchen with a blanket covering her

I enter our apartment saying "I'm hooooooome~~" when my jaw drops and I burst into laughter when I see Liz in the kitchen with a blanket covering her

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