Coached ➳ l.p [au]

chapter 12: part two

"Why do you care so much? It's just a date, it's not some superbowl game or something." I shrug.

"Jo," Liam looks in my eyes as if pleading with me and its hard not to look away, "going on one date with you, is more important to me than one million superbowl games."

I almost laugh at his cheesiness, "How nice, how long did it take for you to think that one up?" I raise a brow.

"About two days." He admits, chuckling, "but i'm serious. I can't wait to take you on that date. After all, you need to learn how a guy is supposed to treat his princess." He smiles.

"Woah, when did you become a prince?" I laugh.

"Since I said so," he smiles even wider.

"Well this prince is going to have to search for another princess because this one is winning that bet. I don't lose." I say, standing my ground.

Im not letting this mother trucker take control of me anymore. Now that I think about it, i've given in way too many times for reasons I couldn't even recall. Actually I do know why, but Jolissa Philips doesn't admit to anything okay.

"Aw don't be a sore loser," he pouts, leaning in closer.

"Stop talking to yourself," I say back, laughing at my childish and dumb comeback.

He laughs too and for a minute all we do is laugh, which doesn't sound half bad when our laughs mix together.

"Can I ask you a serious question?" He asks once our laughs die down.

"I don't know," I answer, halfway joking. "Maybe we should just watch the rest of the movie, I mean we basically missed the whole thing."

"Who cares about that movie, you know all the words anyway."

"Yeah but what about you? You haven't seen it," I tell him.

"Doesn't matter. I didn't really want to watch it anyways, honestly. I was just using it as an excuse to be with you."

Why are the audience in my head saying "awe"? Is there a way I can get that surgically removed?

"Of course," I almost smile.

"Why do you push me away?" He drops the bomb on me.

Crap. I have been busted. I knew this day would come. Someone should have wrote my obituary soon enough.

"What do you mean?" I gulp, "I d-don't."

"Yes, you do. You remind me every day that you hate me, you make fun of me and call me a stalker, and you made a bet with me that if I quit, I would have to get out of your life forever. Do you hate me that much?" I see a little sorrow in his eyes.

Dang you, Liam.

I knew i'd have to admit this crap soon.

I just wish it wasn't this soon.

I sigh heavily as I watch the credits on the small computer screen, "Oh look at that, the movie is over. What time is it? You're not sleepy? You don't have to go home?"

Liam smiles widely, "I knew you wouldn't answer."

I roll my eyes.

"Hey, I have an idea, Jo. You won't be quite fond of it, though," He turns his body to face me now, my shoulder still adjacent to his arm.

He chuckles for a while, thinking to himself and I look at him weirdly.

"That rhymes," he laughs again and I playfully hit his shoulder.

"You're an idiot," I laugh too.

"Only around you," he smiles and I roll my eyes.

"But anyways, back to my amazingly perfect idea," he grins.

"Just tell me before I go mentally insane." I grimace.

"When was the last time you had someone sleep over?" He widely grins a cheeky one and I know where this idea is headed.

No way. No trucking way am I letting this happen! He is not about to sleep over my house! How will my parents know about this? They will think I am some kind of slut, sleeping at home with a person of the opposite sex.

Not happening Payne.

"No way, you're not sleeping here!" I jump up from the couch and he jumps up too.

"Why not? It's not like your parents don't already know."

"What do you mean, don't already know?" I raise my brows.

"I've already texted them that I was here. Your mum loves me and you know it too," he cockily crosses his arms.

"You didn't even bring clothes." I cross my arms too, staring back at him which makes my neck hurt. I've never actually stood so close to him before.

"I didn't?" He walks to open the front door and picks up a small plastic bag by the doorway.

Who is this guy?! A magician?!

"I hate you." I peer at him.

"No you don't," he smiles, crossing his arms and leaning back against the wall near the front door.

"Fine, but you're sleeping on the floor." I clarify if I even let him in my room.

"Deal. I call shower first!" He yelps while running across the room with his bag held up in his hand.

I can't help but stare at him and laugh because he looks stupid and cute while running.

Wait, I wanted to take a shower first.

____________________________

(Hi im sorry, do you still love me?????

ITS BEEN A WHILE I KNOW

things have been happening ok such as I havent been having my ipod (btw i got a new one) an my internet at my house is still off! I h8 it so much

Omg btw im thinking about being homeschooled? What do you think?

I mean school is a place fpr bullies and being picked on and being judged 24/7. Im tired of that honestly I mean it gets tiring.

Yes, if you are asking.

In my previous grade, i have been bullied more than once. Even by my friends, but I just learned to make new ones.

Woah, can you tell I have ADD? I got so off topic ok sorry lmao

So Liam is spending the night! Whaaat??? Haha anyways did you like the chapter?

At all?

Maybe just a little bit?

Idk how I feel about this one but stay tuned for a double update?

Sorry again.

(For someone who thought Jolissa was 14 still, shes 17. There was a three year time period that was skipped. Yeah, that'd be weird if a fourteen year old was dating a twenty year old. No)

Can I have at least 20 votes and 20 comments on this chapter? Lol

ilyasm - Kiana)

BTW LIAM IS SO CUTE OMG NIAM SELFIE IM CRYUIN LMAO OK BYE NOW