The Only Girl In The World

Chapter Ten

Edited

~Kaylee

“Bye.” I said turning around to go back downstairs when he held my hand and pulled me back.

“I’m kidding!” He chuckled while I continued glaring at him.

“You’re wet, were you in the rain” his laughter stopped as he finally noticed.

“I left my keys at school and my uncle won’t be back till evening.” I sighed.

“You were out in the rain the whole time since I dropped you off? Why didn’t you come earlier?” he asked frowning and I rolled my eyes.

I know he was looking out for me but I was fine by myself, I didn’t need anyone worrying about me.

“Are you going to let me in or keep asking dumb questions? “ I asked raising my eyebrow.

“So eager to enter my room, I didn’t know you were so fast.” He teased wiggling his eyebrows.

“You know what, the rain doesn’t seem so bad anymore.”

“I’m joking.” he grinned stepping out of the way for me to enter..

Still annoyed, I pushed past him and made my way in.

Looking around, I had to admit I was impressed.

I was actually expecting to like see the room messed up, with dirty socks and underwear littered everywhere and maybe one of those disgusting half nude girl’s magazines and posters on the wall or something.

I mean, from what I see in movies of teenage boys anyway. Instead, it was actually the opposite, it was clean, tidy and neat. Plus the grey and white theme of the room really made it look nice and mature.

By the corner of the room was a brown acoustic guitar with piles of notes scattered around it.

I turned to ask him about it when I noticed he was staring at me. Had he been standing there looking at me all this while?

“What is it?” I asked feeling self-conscious.

He just chuckled and walked past me leaving even more confused.

Now I understand what his mom was talking about. She said he wasn’t himself, he really must be running mad.

Taking a shirt from his drawer, he threw it on and turned back to me.

“Better? I don’t want you drooling over me.” He smirked.

Not deeming it fit for a response, I ignored him.

“Sorry, where’s my mind at?” He asked turning back to his wardrobe as he noticed me shiver.

Turning back, he tossed me a black hoodie which I caught.

“You can use my bathroom, there’s spare towels in the cabinet” He said. “I’ll put your wet clothes in the dryer.”

Muttering a small thanks, I made my way to his bathroom after dropping my bag on the floor. Making sure the door was locked, I stripped off my clothes glad to get them off.

I left my underwear on, no way in hell was I handing those over to him neither was I going to be completely nude with only his hoodie on. Taking one of the towels from the cabinet, I dried myself up and put on his hoodie.

It immediately engulfed me reaching down to my knees. Folding up the sleeves a little, I picked up my wet clothes and folded them.

At that moment, I felt a sharp pain pierce thorough my chest. Falling on the ground with a thud, I clutched my chest groaning and hissing in pain.