CHAPTER 8
CHLOE'S POV
"Are you alright?", Keith asked snapping me out of my train of thoughts.
"Yeah, I'm fine", I said, my voice barely audible. Keith helped me stand properly.
"We should probably hurry before the grocery store closes", he spoke before leaving the room, flushed.
I was dazed for a moment there, before straightening my posture and going to meet him outside.
"Should I get my car or---?", he asked but I cut him off.
"I say we walk. It's just 6 minutes away", I stated.
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"So we need canned corn?", I asked confused.
Keith and I had gotten to the grocery store and he was the one picking out what we need.
"Yes, how come you don't know all these?"
"Don't blame me, okay? Jess always cooks a bit earlier and the only thing I know how to cook is--"
"Spaghetti and meatballs, I know"
"What are you making anyways?"
"I'm not telling", he smiled sheepishly.
"Come on", I groaned.
"It's gonna be a surprise", he said in a singsong voice.
"Ok", I pouted.
"Don't worry, you'll see soon enough"
We took everything to the counter and made the payments, and now we're walking back to my house.
"So, how does it feel like to be the captain of the school's basketball team?", I asked trying to form a conversation with Keith.
"It's nice, but stressful, because I can't miss practice, I have to play every game,..... But I love it though"
"I'm sure you do", I teased and he smiled.
"So about the project, I was thinking, maybe we could do, like, a couples outfit", he stuttered, blush clearly visible on his ears and cheeks.
"That actually, is not a bad idea"
"Yes, we could earn more marks"
"Yeah, but that means more work"
"I don't mind"
We got to my house sooner than expected, and I watched Keith cook. He rolled up his sleeves, leaving me with a clear view of his muscles, not large, not small either. I was quite surprised at his culinary skills.
"Are you ready?"
"Yeah"
"Your meal is ready, mademoiselle", he said in a French accent, before dropping the plate of rice, chicken wings and creamed corn on the dinning table.
"These look delicious"
"Have a taste", he said scooping some of the food and feeding it to me. I felt my cheeks burning.
"This...is... amazing!", I exclaimed.
"You really like it?"
"Of course I do. It's not everyday a hot guy cooks a delicious meal for me"
"You think I'm hot?"
"Did I say that out loud?"
"You sure did", he chuckled at my reaction.
"So do you think I'm hot?", he asked again, his expression, more serious.
"Yeah", my cheeks wouldn't stop heating up!!!!!
"Really?"
"Why are you surprised by what I said?"
"Nothing"
"You sure?"
"Yeah", he was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
" Aren't you gonna eat?", I asked, a bit flustered.
" I will, once I'm sure you are filled", he said, scooping some of the food into my mouth.
" Why?", I asked with my mouth full.
" Cos you look kinda skinny"
"Are you kidding me? I look skinny?", I bursted, looking at myself.
"Yes, you do. You look like you haven't eaten in days", he continued, looking like he was about to laugh.
"Do you find this amusing? I'm being serious here. Do I look skinny or not?"
"I was just kidding. I was trying to pull your legs", he confessed after a feat of laughter.
"You're so mean", I puffed, crossing my arms around my chest.
"C'mon, just eat so you don't actually get skinny", he said, waving the spoon in front of me, back and forth.
"Fine", I huffed before eating. It's kinda weird that Keith is feeding me right now. I like it.
"So when are we gonna actually start the sketch for our project, now that we also have to make a dress?", I asked, while chewing.
"Well, I'm not gonna have basketball practice tomorrow, so-----"
"Sounds nice"
We talked about several things before Keith left. I'm really beginning to love Keith's company.
I washed the dishes, locked the door and went to my room. I showered and put on my avengers pajamas. As if just on cue, I got a text
Keith - Nice PJs ;)
I looked at my window and saw him staring at me, right from his room. My cheeks started burning.
Me - Would you stop staring?
Keith - Nah
Me - Whatever. I'm trying to get some sleep, why don't you do same?
Keith - I can't sleep.
Me - So?
Keith - Help me, please?
Me - What'd you want me to do?
Keith - Come outside.
Me - What?! No way!
Keith - Please :(
Me - Fine.
I dropped my phone and went to my window. I opened it and went outside. There was a balcony, so I sat there.
"I'm here", I told Keith, when I saw him with a wide grin.
"Thanks for coming"
"I was gonna say "no problem", but I realized that either I come out or you come in", I said and he laughed.
He was wearing a black t-shirt and pajama pants.
"So what's up?", I asked trying to move my eyes away from his biceps and stare at his face.
"I don't know, maybe we could talk", he shrugged, looking at the sky, clearly not seeing me check him out.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
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TUESDAY
I was clad in a halter top, skinny jeans and a pair of sneakers. My hair in a low ponytail and I had my usual simple makeup on.
I was pacing back and forth in my room, my phone in my hands. I was panicking.
I've been calling Jess all morning and I got no reply. She hasn't returned from Matt's house. I also tried calling Matt but it wasn't going through.
*Knock knock knock*
"Who's there?", I said with hope that it was my sister.
"It's me, Keith"
"Come in", I groaned in frustration.
"What's up?", he had a smile on his face, a smile that whenever I see it, I smile but today was different.
"My sister isn't home yet", I bursted into tears, and he walked closer to me, pulling me in a warm embrace.
"It's okay, I'm sure she's fine. She's with Matt, isn't she?"
"She is"
"Then she's fine", he said rubbing my back.
"Ok", I said sniffling.
"Now, fix your makeup and let's leave for school"
I pulled away from him and walked towards my vanity mirror, checking my face.
I grabbed some wipes and wiped away the mascara dripping from my eyes. I then turned around and looked at him.
"Do I look good?", my voice was barely audible.
"Should I be honest with you?", he teased.
"Be serious"
"You look amazing"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure"
"Ok, let's go then"