"Tell me something about you?", Evan asked.
We were sitting in the cafe right now. Evan had found out a new cafe at around 20 minutes from the college. He insisted that we go there walking. On the way, he had held my hand and it did not feel awkward.
His fingers were perfectly intertwined with mine. This felt comfortable.
The cafe was small and cozy. We took a seat at far corner of the cafe on the table of two.
"What do you want to know", I asked him smiling.
"Anything, anything about you. I want to know you.", he said simply.
"Why ? What makes you so interested in me.", I said leaning forward and placing my elbows on the table and my right hand on my chin. I wanted to tease him.
He was speechless.
He was shocked that I was acting playful.
His expression then changed.
He mirrored my posture. Even he leaned forward and placed his elbows on the table and his right hand supporting his chin. Hint of smile on his face but still intense.
His face was literally 4 inches away from mine. I could smell his minty breath. Mesmerizing.
"You are different. Good different. This difeerent interests me!", he said. His eyes were playful but his face was intense.
I could feel butterflies in my stomach.
I turned crimson.
I blushed.
"Is someone blushing?", he asked touching my nose with his index finger.
I immediately looked away.
I could feel his gaze on me and that he was grinning.
"Ohh, so I can make Becca Wilson blush!", he said still grinning.
"Blush and me? Psshh.. please ! I don"t blush! Too girly !", I denied.
"You are girly.", he said.
"I am not."
"You are.", He was teasing me.
"Huh!", I got angry.
Why does he keep teasing me ?
I pretended to stay angry. I was enjoying his attention. I never felt like this before.
"You want to order something with tea?", he asked me.
I ignored.
"You want something to eat?", he asked again.
I ignored.
Woah Becca, you are a good actor!
"Oh, so someone is angry?", he raised his left eye-brow.
I ignored. I was supressing my smile. My inner self was actually dancing but I pretended to ignore.
He had teasing smile on his face.
So to get my attention, he started poking me.
Poke.
I didn't respond.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
"Oh come on Becca, I was just teasing you. Please talk to me?", he said. This time sounding oretty convincing.
"Say sorry!"
"No, I don't say sorry !", he immediately denied to apologize.
What is it with him not saying sorry? He never says sorry. I wonder why!
"Fine then I am not going to talk.", I said folding my hand against my chest.
"Come on Becca, please?", he pleaded.
"No."
"Fine. I would not say sorry, but i'll do soemthing else!", he said.
"Anything else? Like what?"
"Anything. Anything you want.", he said.
"Anything?"
"Yes Becca, anything that will make you talk to me again."
"You are sure?", I asked him.
"Yes, Becca. Because as much as I have known in these days, I am pretty sure you will not talk until and unless I do what you want."
I giggle at this.
"Promise?", I asked.
"Promise."
"You'll have to sing for me.", I asked.
"Sing?", he was shocked.
"Yes. Sing.", I said.
I looked at him, his expressions were unreadable.
He suddenly stood up and held his hand out in front of me.
I looked at him confused.
"Come with me.", he said.
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"Where are we going?", I asked him.
He didn't respond.
"Evan, Where are we going?"
Ignored.
He is still holding my hand and has still not told me where we are going.
After leaving from the cafe , he took me back to the parking lot of the school.
We went to where his car was parked. He opened the door of the car.
"Sit.", he said.
"Why?", I asked him folding my hands against my chest.
"Because I am telling you to.", he raised a brow.
He is so secretive. Why can't he just tell me where we are going?
I sit in the car. And after a frive of around 10 mins, we soon park in front of Ben's house.
Oh so he has got me to his house. What was so secretive about this?
"What are we doing here ?", I asked him.
He had a tentative smile on his face.
He got out of the car and walked towards my side and opened my door and held his hand out in front me.
I took his without hesitation and climbed out of the car.
He smiled again.
"Why are we here?"
"Come in Becca, stop asking questions."
We walked inside the house. I think no one is at home.
Hmmm... We are alone.
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No."
"Lets go in my room then..", he said walking towards the steps that lead to the upper floor, where his bedroom is I think.
Why are we going to his room?
"Why are we going to your room?", I asked not following him.
"Dont worry I am not going to try anything with you.", he said with a smirk on his face.
I folded my hands against my chest.
"Why are we here?", I asked him following him to his room.
He didn't answer my question.
"Why ain't you telling me?", I asked again.
"Ghosh Becca, how many questions do you ask?", he said
"What?"
He laughed at this. I don't knpw ehat he is thinking. God, Evan is so unpredictable.
"Come.", he aaid opening the door of his room.
"Okay. Fine. I am not going to ask you anything.", I said and huffed.
He shrugged and picked up a pillow from the the bed and threw it at me. The pillow came and hit me right in my face.
"What the...."
I picked up the pillow and threw it at him but missed it.
He started laughing at me.
I picked up another pillow and threw it at him and this time not missing it. Because the pillow came suddemly and he wasn't expecting me to yut him agaim with the pillow, he was shocked and fell on the floor holding the pillow near his chest.
And before he could recover started throwing all the pillows on the bed at him.
What a scene.
He looked so helpless.
"Stop becca!", he pleaded. But ofcourse I didn't stop.
What fun ! HAHAhahah...
"So you are laughing at me?", he said and started running to towards me.
"Payback time!", he said.
I quickly turned to get another pillow but then realised that I had already thrown all the pillows and now I had no option but to run.
I climbed on his bed and chased me.
Thank god his room is big enough.
I ran, but he was fast. He caught me. When I tried to run. He hekd me at my waist from behind and literally threw me on the bed.
I got up and crossed my hands against and chest, looked away from him anf huffed.
He was laughing.
He was actually holding his stomach and laughing.
He looked so carefree. Like a small child. He could stop laughing.
I always saw Evan as an arrogant guy, but this was different.
"God, I think I have laughed so much after a decade.", he said still laughing.
I smiled at this.
When he looked at me and stood up from the floor. He came near the bed, where I was sitting.
He looked at me. This was different. I could see that he was really happy.
He stroked my cheek.
I felt the electricity run through my body under his touch. He surely has an effect on me.
He then smiled.
"Stay here, I'll be back in a minute. Feel comfortable.", he whispered in my ear, smiled at me and left the room.
He is so..
I don't know.
But there is one thing that I know that I feel good around him.
I feel good around Evan.