Perfect Strangers

20| Hope

"Where are you going?" her mom asked. 

"Out. Bye!" she said before running over to me and grabbing my hand, making me run with her. 

"Why are we running?" I asked. 

"I don't know," she shrugged before slowing down till we were simply walking. 

"You're insane, she wasn't going to grab you and lock you in like Rapunzel," I laughed. 

"Yeah, but she was going to slam that door in your face," she shrugged. 

"Then I would have made you climb through the window," I shrugged back. 

"Yeah, no thanks," she replied. We entered my house and my dad wasn't home yet, so I was just praying he doesn't walk into my room mid-date. I let her lead the way but stopped her before she could open the door. 

"What?" she asked. I put one hand over her eyes before opening the door with the other. "Are you kidding?" she laughed while putting her hand over mine, trying to throw mine off. 

"Uh- no. The least we can do is act like this is a surprise date," I whispered. 

"Okay," she chuckled, stepping around cautiously. 

"Alex, you're not walking on mines. I cleared the way for you," I laughed. She continued walking cautiously anyway until I pulled her to a halt. "Are you ready?" I sang. 

"To see your room that I've seen before? Yeah," she laughed. 

"Idiot," I mumbled before taking my hand off her eyes. She turned to me in confusion. "I'm not the surprise, Alex," I rolled my eyes, spinning her around to look at the room. 

She froze and looked at it, staring. She looked captivated and almost mesmerized. "You did this?" she asked, her voice coming out in an adorable squeak. 

"Yeah. No big deal," I shrugged it off, scratching the back of my head. Awkward habit. My mom used to smack my hand off every time I did it. 

"What do you mean 'no big deal?' How long did this take?" she questioned while stepping closer and looking around. 

"Not too long," I shrugged. It took a little over two hours. I forgot how hard building forts was. 

She turned to me. "This took you over an hour. Didn't it?" she asked knowingly. 

"Maybe. But to be fair, you said nothing fancy and no spending too much money and I didn't," I shrugged. 

"No, you just spent a lot of time on it," she sighed. 

"I think it was worth it," I said. 

"Did you get help? With the lights?" she smirked. 

"Nope. All me," I grinned. 

"Okay! What's first?" I asked while grabbing all the board games I could find. There was scrabble, monopoly which nobody finishes ever. I even had snakes and ladders. There was Uno, Pictionary, Clue, Chess which I don't think she knows how to play and some other stuff. 

"Uno! Cause I always win," she grinned. 

"You're not winning tonight," I said while going into the fort, she followed me in and we sat down before starting the game. We played three rounds of Uno and she won. Every single time. "How do you do that?" I huffed. 

"I don't know, it's my luck," she shrugged while snacking on gummy bears. 

"Are you hungry? I can order in," I chuckled. 

"No, I am good with having all the red ones," she said while looking for more in the bowl. 

"Don't have them all," I whined. 

"Did you know the green gummy bears are actually strawberry flavored," she said. 

"What's the red one then?" 

"Raspberry," she answered. 

What? 

We played all the board games, packing up monopoly about ten minutes into it because it always takes too damn long. 

"Do you wanna watch a movie?" I asked. 

"Sure, which one?" she asked, scooting over and sitting beside me rather than in front of me like she had been for the games. 

"I don't know, what do you wanna watch?" I asked. We were both sitting against the foot of my bed, leaning against it while staring at my laptop. 

"I don't know, you pick," she shrugged. 

"You know I'm not just on a date with myself. You can pick some things too," I said, turning to look at her. I almost shifted back when I realized how close we were, but she hadn't realized it yet. I think. Or if she did, she didn't want to move, so I didn't either. 

"Yeah, well you've picked everything else, and it seems like you have great taste, you can pick," she shrugged before turning to face me. 

"Pick a genre, I'll pick the movie?" I asked, clearing my throat and facing the screen. 

"Horror," she said. 

My kind of girl. Sorry, I had to say it. 

We looked through some movies before I clicked play on The Purge. She linked her arm with mine while grabbing a blanket, wrapping herself in it. I looked at her with a smile dancing on my lips. 

"What? I like being all cuddled up when I'm watching a movie," she shrugged. 

I shook my head while she rested hers on my shoulder, her eyes on the screen, mine on her. 

"Imagine if that was real, God," she huffed towards the end of the movie. 

"Would you make it out alive?" I looked down at her. 

"I don't know," she mumbled. 

"Yeah, you would. I'd save you," I smirked. 

"You would?" she chuckled, looking up at me. 

I scanned her face before coming to a conclusion.

I wanted to kiss her.

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Chapter twenty

Next chapter: Besos

Just so you know, in Spanish that translates to... KISSES

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