Love/Hate

10

Meriah's POV:

All I could think about was the amount of things I had to do this week and it was hell. All night I'd either be doing homework or working at the bakery in town. I got home one afternoon the house was quiet since my parents were out. I took off my jacket feeling a cold breeze go through my jean blouse. I went up to my room to get started on all the homework I had to do.

My phone started vibrating on my bed. I picked it up to surprisingly see that it was Henry.

"Hello?" I answered right away. "Uh, hi I need your help."

I rolled my eyes.

"It's English again I have a paper to write."

"You literally only talk to me when you need something or to cover up your sorry ass." I said. "No that's not true I swear! Please I really need help with this and you're the only person who can help me." He begged. "I doubt that." I said bitterly. "No it's true! Please Meriah? I'll do anything you want."

"No don't be ridiculous."

"Kay, whatever just please help me?"

There was a moment of silence while I debated. I really didn't want to help him but a part of me did and I didn't know why.

"Fine. But I have so much homework to do so i'll have to multi task and you'll have to come over here."

"At your house?"

"Yeah take it or leave it."

"No that's fine, are you okay with it?"

"Yes now hurry up." I hung up. I had just invited Henry into my house and it was weird.

He showed 20 minutes later, I whipped the door open. I stopped and looked at him a moment. I didn't know why.

"Uh... hi come in." I said as he stepped in. "Uh, thanks for having me." he said with a small smile. "It's fine." I shrugged. "Nice house." He said as I lead him to the table. "Thanks." I laughed a little.

"Would your parents be okay that I'm here?" He said taking his jacket off.

"Oh, yeah its nothing. They both work late tonight and they wouldn't mind anyway." I sat down across from him. I watched him pull out his books. He looked at me with his brown eyes for a second.

"What?" he half smiled.

"Nothing." I acted like I didn't know what he was talking about.

"You probably think I'm dumb don't you?" He smirked.

"No, why would I think that?"

"You looked at me funny."

"No I didn't." I laughed a little like as if I didn't know what he was talking about.

"Yes you did." he laughed a little too. I looked right at him and started laughing.

"What?!"

"I don't know your'e acusing me of making fun of you!"

"No i'm not!" He smiled leaning back in his chair.

"Well I'm not making fun of you. Lets get started or you'll never get this done." We finally stopped laughing.

It was about 7:00 when we finished up and I had completely forgotten about dinner.

"Shit I'm sorry." I said. "It's okay I didn't think of it either ive got something at home anyway." He said putting on his jacket and slumping his back pack over one shoulder.

"Thanks Meriah... again."

"Its nothing." I shrugged with a smile. "No... really... I mean it. Thanks alot." he said looking at me with his brown eyes.

An odd feeling came over me.

"No problem." I smiled feeling myself turn pink again. We said goodnight and he left. I closed the door and put my back to the door and looked at the floor and around me for a moment. I had butterflies in my stomach.

Why was I feeling this way around him? Why did I feel weird tonight? Why did I feel weird when we talked? I thought.

I thought at first that it my have just been because Henry and I liked each other somewhat now and were somewhat friends but I realized I liked him... more than a friend.