{Courtney's POV}
I'm so dead! I didn't expect that he would come! I feel so embarrassed. He lives such a rich life, and then you got me. He's so gonna tell everyone about it and they all are going to laugh with me.
Hooray!
Note the sarcasm.
I go to my room and he still follows. When we reach my room, he looks really surprised.
"You want to give a description of your room?", he asks and I turn around so I face him, "Are you serious? This little room?"
"Come on, it's cosy," and he laughs at me, "and pink."
Well here goes nothing.
"Soooo, at your right side you see a drawer with my clothes. Next to it you have my desk. Then as you can see, over us you have a window. Then on your left you have my bed . And yes, I know the walls are pink, but I didn't had the time to paint them yet."
"It's cute."
Yeah, "cute". Then his eyes notice my guitar. He walks toward it and gives it a good look.
"You never told me you could play guitar."
"Well I don't, my mom played it and I found it in the attic."
"It's a really great guitar."
"Yeah, but I can't use it. Like I said, I can't play on that thing."
"I can learn you how to play."
"Wait you can?"
"Yeah of course I can."
"Since when you can play guitar?"
"Since my 13, I learned it from YouTube."
"Oooooh, you really want to learn it to me?"
"Sure, why not. Let's start with the basics."
He sits on my bed and I sit next to him. He shows me soms basic chords and I try them.
"Wow you're a natural talent."
"Well I have the best teacher ever."
"You want to learn a song?"
"I don't know a lot of songs."
"Do you know a drop in the ocean by Ron pope?"
"Yeah, I heard it before."
"It isn't that hard..."
And he says which chords I need. I try my best, but I'm really struggling.
"Wait, I have an idea..."
He sits behind me and with his left hand he grabs my left hand and with his right hand he grabs my right hand.
Why do I get this weird feeling in my stomach?
Because you like him...
No I don't, he's a fuckboy and my friend. Nothing more.
"Just follow what I do."
And he starts to play the song, but with my hands. I don't know why, but I really like this...
When we're done with the song, he looks me in to the eyes.
"You are really good", he smiles at me.
"Yeah, this was really fun."
We keep on looking in to each other eyes and... OH NO! He starts to lean closer to me.
What do I have to do!? What!?
I look to the other side and grab my phone.
"Oh it's already 3 PM, I should eat something", and in a speedy tempo I run downstairs.
You know,
maybe he didn't leaned closer,
maybe I should not stress,
I mean,
you really think he wanted to kiss you Court?
Ugh, I'm hungry, that's the problem.
{Shawn's POV}
Ooooh fuck, fuck, fuck, what have I done!?
Of course she ran away, idiot that you are.
But her eyes were so beautiful, and then that smile, and those lips were so kissable...
I really tried to hold it back, but what did you expect of such a fuckboy like me.
I really don't know why I tried it, it's just... I get the same feeling when I'm with her like I used to get when we were younger...
It's really stupid and complicated to explain...
I never should started our friendship again, I finally was over her... A little...
Okay, just go downstairs and pretend like nothing happened.
Yeah, that will work...
I go downstairs and see that she's eating a sandwich...
With nothing on it...
"Isn't that super dry?"
"No, I like it that way."
And we stare at each other.
"You want to eat something?", she asks.
"Sure, what do you have?"
She walks to the fridge and opens it.
"Ehm, I still need to go to the shop cause I didn't expect visitors, so I have: bread; deep freeze lasagna; fruit; some drinks; ..."
"Some fruit is good."
She trows an apple at me and I catch him.
"Nice trow", I compliment her.
"Nice catch...", she laughs, "Ehm, I'm going to the toilet so, don't touch anything here."
She runs upstairs. I look at the wall and see some pictures hanging. A lot of her and her dad, but none with her mom. What happened to her? Then my eyes notice a picture. Is that me!? I take the picture from the wall and look better at it. Zayum I was ugly when I was younger...
"Didn't I told you to not touch anything."
I turn around and see her standing at the end of the stairs.
"I was just looking at this cute picture of us."
She walks in my way and grabs the picture out of my hands.
"I hated it, but my dad wanted to hang it up, and if he's happy, I am."
"That's really sweet of you."
"You still want to watch something on Netflix?"
"Duh, where are we going to watch?"
"We can take a lot of pillows and blankets and put them on the couch?"
"Do you get them? I will take your laptop."
And we both go upstairs to take everything we need. I get her laptop from her desk and go with it downstairs. It isn't a really a good one, but it works... I think...
I start it and wait till I can go to Netflix. When it finally starts, Courtney's already ready with all her pillows and blankets.
"What movie do you want to see?"
"We can watch High School Musical?"
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, it's a great movie!"
"If it makers you happy.", and I search HSM on netflix (a/n: I dont have netflix and I dont know if you can find it there but f-it). After watching all the 3 movies, it's already 7 PM.
"Damn, I should go."
"Yeah sure", and she walks with me to the door.
Before I get in my car I look back at her.
"We should do this more often, it's fun."
"Yeah we should!", she says back with a smile and I start the car.
I'm so hungry, what's my mom making for diner?