My Super Hero

My Super Hero - STOP! HAMMER TIME!

My Super Hero

Chapter 10 - STOP! HAMMER TIME.

Crap. Crap. Crap. 

I kissed him, of all people and embarrassingly enough I liked it. Grace Scott ladies and gentleman has reached an all time low. I could've kissed anyone, heck the nerdy guy from my science class, or that completely fake potted plant in the bathroom. Yeah, even that.

I touched my lips. I've got to stop thinking about this.

"Grace?" He called through the door.

I sighed. Yeah, I'm an idiot too. He made me go to his room to get warm and I've been sitting in his bathroom, in his clothes might I add, ever since.

"Do you need help dressing?"

"I'm fine." I grumbled.

"If you want to stay naked that's fine. I heard we could get warmer skin to skin."

"Ha ha ha." I coughed. "No thanks I'm err..using the bathroom."

"Number one? Or number two?"

"Neither!" I shouted, embarrassed that I didnt think of a better excuse.

"Oh so it's number three? Do you need a tums? Laxatives?"

"WHY THE HELL WOULD I NEED LAXATIVES?"

"I dunno." He chuckled. "You tell me."

"Jeesh, I'm just peeing." I lied.

He chuckled. "It sure doesn't sound like it.

"You listen to me pee?"

"Of course not, it's just Jaime told me that you fart A LOT while you pee."

I opened the door, staring him down. "I DO NOT."

He grinned and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the bathroom. 

"I lied."

My nose flared. "You are so --"

"Sexy? Funny?"

I glared at him, my eyes lowering to his lips. Fuck Grace, dont do that!

"N-n-no?"

"Awww, so you do think so."

I pulled away. "Nu-uh." I backed up and sat on his bed, tucking my hair behind my ears.

He came to a standstill, a huge smirk on his face.

"What?" I asked, feeling irritated.

"You look..."

"Shut up!" I shouted, feeling self conscious. Okay...so maybe I didn't shave my legs for like a month..Maybe my leg hair was like two centimeters long. At least I didn't look like chewbaca.

"..hot." He finished.

I blinked a few times, clearly taken aback. "Wait..What?"

"You look hot."

I glanced at myself. "I'm wearing your superman shorts and an oversized t-shirt. How is this in any way hot?"

He shrugged. "Fine I take it back.

"You're a jack ass."

He grinned. "You think I look like a donkey?"

I nodded. "Yes, Zachary, I think you look like a donkey."

He winked and without a second of hesitation, ran forward and pushed me off his bed.

"Fuck." I muttered. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?"