Chloe | Nik | Adam
[For phone conversations]
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If on a scale of 0 to a lot, I were to vote the level of stubbornness of my grandmom, I'd say a lot.
Because she was not ready to listen to my side of this stranger story, and because she was forcing nachos down my throat.
I don't like nachos.
"Say aaahhhhhhhh"
"I can eat for myself. Remember How I am 17 and not 7?"
"7 year olds can eat by themselves as well"
"I meant, months"
"At least 7 year old children munch nachos happily, without having their grandmom stuff it in their mouth"
"Again, I meant 7 months, all they need is milk"
"All you need is a dick, what was his name again?"
I groan, "please, will you let me explain?"
"Okay, you get 2 seconds."
"Wha-"
"Time's up, now what was his name, again?"
"I think I am staring to hate you."
"I love you too, now what was his name?"
"Grandma I'll tell you his name only if you let me explain."
"Nik, the name was Nik. I just wanted to see if you'd blush while saying his name."
"He probably isn't even hot.", I roll my eyes.
"These Nachos are, chilly cheese." She wiggles her eyebrows and grins at me while offering me the packet again.
"I don't like nachos, do you even know me?"
"You like him though." She wiggles her eyebrows again.
"Would you not?" I groan for the umpteenth time.
"Give me a solid reason to prove that you don't."
"Maybe the fact that it's literally only been like 4 days since I talked to him? And maybe because I haven't even ever seen him? And maybe because he can be a killer?"
"Ah the killer logic. He is way too charming to be a killer."
"You haven't even heard him, grandma."
"Sure I haven't." She mumbles to herself.
I sigh in exasperation. Why was she like this? Why couldn't she act like a mature grown up old and sophisticated woman for once? Mom isn't this way at all, she acts like she is the mother-in-law sometimes.
I finally pop a single nacho in my mouth and chew while thinking. I haven't informed Adam of the bowling evening yet. I'm considering of not going, bowling was never in my league anyway.
"Okay I think, I'll let you speak. You may start." Grandma suddenly speaks.
I tell her the whole thing from the start to the end and all our conversations. With her, humming and nodding her head and giving me amused looks.
"Hmm." She says after I am done with my monologue.
"Is that all?" I ask, I at least expected a better reply and maybe an apology for teasing me with someone so unknown.
"Hmm?" She looks up at me.
"Is 'hmm' the only thing you have to say?"
"For now, yes. Now go change your clothes, our guests will be here in an hour."
"In a whole one hour? I'll go bathe and study till then."
"Okay." She simply states before turning the television on.
I walk up the stairs and to my room. I check my mobile, secretly hoping to find a text or two from a certain stranger.
I smile a small smile to see a text from him.
"Hey, sup?"
"Hey, nothing, was wondering why we are still talking, you say?" I reply and sit on my bed with my legs crossed.
I get a reply within a minute.
"Thinking about me? Me likey ;)"
"And thinking of going bowling to answer your question."
Oh he is going bowling too.
"Ooh I got offered to go there too."
"Ooh we can meet then."
Meet him? I don't think I wanna meet him considering the fact I really don't know who he is. I mean, sure I like talking to him but I don't trust him yet to meet him whenever just like that.
"I rejected"
"the offer."
"Your loss."
"Are you sure you are a guy?"
"What?"
"Guys don't 'your loss' a girl away yk.."
"Guys who are interested in a girl don't you loss them away"
"Your*"
"My grammar Nazi was about to appear, and touché"
"I just don't think bowling would be your cup of tea.."
I widen my eyes, how does he always know things about me? But nah I wasn't going to get myself down.
"Oh please."
"Gotta see otherwise, to preach yk"
"I just don't feel like having so many people around me praise me for my bowling skills"
"Sure sure"
"I'll brb"
"Okayy"
I sigh and take my books out, all the while wondering if I should go bowling with Adam and look around to spot a hot he.
Or maybe an ungly looking he, who knows?
I switch my mobile on again and dial Adam's number. He picks up the phone immediately after one ring.
"Bowling at 6, I'll pick you up." He says before hanging up.
Wow what?
I dial his number again.
"Now what?"
"When did I say I wanna go bowling?"
"Best friends always know it."
I contemplate this for a solid, whole and dramatic 2 seconds before sighing and replying, "I'm in."
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A/n: Grandmoms can use the word dick, yes.