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A V E R L Y

"C'mon, let's go home," He says.

There's just one little problem.

I don't have a car. I usually walk home.

He looks at me and sees worried my face.

"Are you ok?" He ask and I tense a bit.

"Y- Yeah," I say, hoping he doesn't notice what's wrong.

"Averly," He says looking at me, my eyes dart to his.

"I know you don't have a car and I know what your thinking," He says and I sigh.

"Why don't you want me to drive you home?" He asks.

"Because I don't want to waste your time," I say. If he drives me then it'll take longer because he has to drive me to my house then he has to drive back to his house.

"You're not gonna waste my time," He says.

"C'mon," He says and takes my hand, taking me to the passenger side.

He opens the door for me and I sit down sighing.

He gets in the driver's seat and turns on the car.

"If you want, you could stay over at my house," He asks, looking at me.

Well now that I think about it, my mom isn't gonna be home until tomorrow.

I sit there, thinking.

"I-, Sure," I say, looking over at him.

I notice his eyes light up and he smiles.

"Alright, let's go," He says putting the car in drive.

**********

We finally arrive to his house and pull into the driveway.

We both unbuckle our seatbelts and walk out of the car.

"Welcome to my home," He says, unlocking the door and walking inside.

It's not to big, not to small, but just perfect.

He keeps walking until we arrive to his room.

He opens the door and walks in, setting his bag down.

"You can just set down your bag anywhere, it doesn't matter,"

I put my bag down next to his and look around his room.

His walls are grey and he has LED lights around his room. His room is clean and tidy.

"He stares at me, sitting down.

"You know, you can sit down right," He says and my face turns red a bit.

"Oh yeah, I knew that," I say, sitting on his bed.