Geek versus Nerd

Geek

He's really a straight to the point guy. He does not do sugarcoating. I'm sure many will hate him with that attitude. He wants me to ask him for help?

Over my dead body.

"No! I don't need you!"

The last thing I should do right now is to feed his ego. He already offended me twice and now he's rubbing it in my face that I need him?

No. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"Forget your pride. Your safety matters." He said.

What are you, my dad?

I rolled my eyes and looked away from him.

"Fine, suit yourself. I'm not the one who won't get home."

I huffed. "Why do you care?! Ugh! What?! Are you trying to rub it in my face that you're better that me?!"

What's really his problem?

I stood up and decided to return inside and wait there, but I felt a hand on my arm.

"Sorry."

What?

Instead of pulling my arm from his grip, I stood frozen in my spot.

"That's why I'm offering to drive you home. I didn't mean to offend you. I didn't know you're sensitive."

"Don't talk anymore. I forgive you."

Guess he's not good on speeches.

"Okay. Now, can I drive you to your house?"

I nodded my head. He let go of my arm and opened his umbrella.

He pulled my closer and went in the rain.

Oh! I'm getting wet!

Apparently, the umbrella is too small for the two of us.

I was shocked when he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer.

Um...

This is really uncomfortable. I've never been this close to any guy I'm not related to.

I can smell his cologne from this close. This smells good.

Ugh! I feel like a pervert.

The rain is still pouring on my arm, so he pulled me even closer.

Oh God!

I can't breathe properly, because it would only seem like I'm sniffing him.

We finally reached the car, and since we only had one umbrella, he let me in first before he went to the driver's seat.

He got in and started the car.

The ride was very silent.

I glanced at him, and saw him looking at me too. I quickly looked away.

Great. Now he thinks you're staring.

At the corner of my eye, I can see him turn on the radio.

I tried to sneak a peek, but he also did the same, so I looked away again.

"So... Where is your house?" I was surprised by his question but returned to my senses immediately.

"Uh-Margie Estate." I almost stuttered.

Why is this awkward? What he did a while ago didn't mean anything. Why is it even bothering me?

"Delilah."

I returned to reality when he called my name.

"Oh, what?"

"Which street?"

I told him and drove there and stopped when I pointed which house I live.

We reached the house and stopped the engine right in front of it.

Unfortunately, the rain hasn't stopped so he opened the umbrella and helped reach the front door.

I pressed the doorbell.

No one responded.

What's taking them so long?

"Soo... Thank you." I told him.

He nodded and rubbed the back of his head using his hand. "I... Uhh... Sorry again."

"O-okay. I forgive you. Thanks again."

We heard footsteps nearing the door so he took that as a cue and returned to his car.

The door opened and saw my mother glaring at me.

"What made you late?"

Umm...