The Boy That Lives In My House

Chapter 26

I open my locker and grab a book

"Hey" I turn around to see Eli

"Hi" I say tucking a hair behind my ear

"So you have fun at the sleepover?"

"Yeah I did" I tell him

"I'm glad" he smiles "I'm also glad I really got to see the inside of the house it's nice"

"Thanks hopefully everyone won't be as scared of the house anymore" he nods

"So about what I asked you at your house" he says nervously

"What was that?" I ask confused

"About us hanging out just us two" he says

"O yeah" I remember

"Like a date" he says blushing

I feel my face go red also why would he want to go on a date with me "really?" Is all I can say

"Yeah I mean if you want to"

Do I? I mean why wouldn't I want to he's a nice guy

"Um yeah that would be fun" I say

"Friday sound good?" He asks me

"Yeah" I nod

"Great" he smiles happily "um I'll see you at lunch"

"Okay" I say as I watch him walk away

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"I'm home" I yell

I go up stairs and put my stuff up in my room and come back downstairs to the living room, I see Luke sitting on the couch

I walk over and sit next to him

"Hey" he says as I sit down

"Hi" I give him a small smile

"So how was school?" He asks me

"it was interesting" I chuckle

"do tell" he raises a eyebrow and smirks

"Eli asked me on a date for this Friday" I say

I look at him he doesn't say anything he just looks speechless

"Great" he says with a clenched jaw he turns his head and looks at the tv

I don't know why I feel disappointed by his answer I mean what would I want him to say

"What's wrong?" I can't help but ask him

"Why would anything be wrong" he shrugs not looking at me

"Really than why won't you look at me" I say growing irritated

He looks at me "what do you want me so say Jess I'm glad you're going on a date with the quarterback"

"Is there something wrong with him?" I ask him

"No he's perfect" he rolls his eyes "why do you care what I think anyway"

"Because your kind of my best friend and I care what you think" I say angrily yes I do think of him as my best friend as crazy as that may be

"Do you want me to tell you that I don't like the guy" he says standing up from the couch

I stand up too

"You don't even know him" I tell him

"You shouldn't even care about what I think anyway we don't even know anything about each other, I don't know anything about you before you came here and you probably think I'm a murder" he says walking off towards the basement door "have fun on your date"

"I will" I scream as he slams the door