Girlfriend

CHAPTER XI: Girlfriend

We're sitting on a couch, doing nothing but awkward stares is visible. Since my confession earlier, we still haven't talked about it. We just sat and stared at each other.

Did I made a bold move? Is it bad? Because honestly, we have a very awkward atmosphere in here. Should I at least wait for him to ask me about my feelings and not like this? Well, there is no turning back now and I didn't even regret anything. I just wish I could have done that at a right timing.

Are we like a thing right now since we both have mutual understanding? I don't know how a proper courtship works since my first boyfriend, Audrey, didn't even court me. We just go straight into a relationship because everybody knew that time that I have a huge crush on him. But it happened that our relationship is just part of his consequence on a bet.

Is it okay to ask him about us? Or I should just wait for him to ask me? Maybe the second option was better so it wouldn't look like I'm thirsty for a relationship with him.

My thoughts were cut off when he scooted closer to me and faced me.

"Are you sure about what you said earlier?" he curiously asked me.

"Uh, if I wasn't sure about it, why would I say it?" I said with a matter-of-fact look. He just chuckled a little bit.

Does he find what I said funny? Why is he laughing, geez.

"Well, you had me surprised earlier. From you visiting me at my place to you confessing your feelings on me. This is one heck of a great day." He sighed then smiled.

"I have made up my decision when my instincts told me that you are purposely avoiding me to the point that you won't even attend your classes." I glared at him.

That move he made was really unacceptable. I know we both didn't wanted this but since it happened already and we can't do anything to turn back time, we just have to accept it fully. But I can't just stand the fact that he did avoided me amidst the chaos.

"I just thought that maybe when I distanced myself from you, you would be free from the issues. I guess it didn't really work, right?"

So he just thought about me all along?

"Nope." I said emphasizing the letter 'p'.

"I'm okay now. Now I know that I have you by my side." He smiled.

Right now, I don't care what other people might say when they found out about my relationship with him. What we feel for each other is just what matters. As long as I have him by my side, I can get through it all.

"Well then, shall we call a delivery for foods?" I nudged his side.

"Okay. Glutton." He chuckled.

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We are now eating at his dining table. We ordered from a fast food chain which delivers Chinese foods.

"Since when did you live on your own?" I started the conversation while eating.

"Well, it's been two years since I moved in at this condo." He said then looked around his condo.

"And why is that?" I asked.

"Because I wanted to be independent." He smiled.

Something in his smile is different. Like he was hiding pain? I don't know.

"Is that the real reason? Or there are other reasons?" I gave him a questioningly look. He froze for a moment then shifted uncomfortably to his seat. I noticed that he is indeed uncomfortable at the question I asked.

"If you don't want to talk about it, I understand. Maybe some other time?" I asked but he just sighed.

"I-I u-uh well, we I had a huge fight with my brother that my parents adopted that results a huge misunderstanding with my mother. Since then, she favored him more than me, her son by blood. Well, dad don't do favoritism so that's fine with me." He said.

I don't know what to say and how to comfort him so I just let him tell stories about his childhood that I enjoyed.

Now we are here at the living room browsing movies at Netflix. Since we can't both lay at the couch, we decided to put mattress on the floor. We just made ourselves comfy by covering ourselves with a thick comforter since it's cold in here. He put the air conditioner at the coldest temperature. I don't know if he intended to make it very cold or no.

I turned to him but I just found him staring at me.

"You know what Blaire? You are one of a kind." He smiled.

I heard a loud thump in my heart. Why is he staring at me like that? It makes my heart race. I'm not used on seeing him staring at me intently like that.

"Thanks but how could say that? Do you have many experiences with women?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"No. I only have few. But my relationship with you is the most serious one." He chuckled.

Oh, we are really in a relationship! This is my first time to experience a really serious relationship. My first experience wasn't memorable.

He just confirmed that we're already in a relationship. How should I react? Gosh I don't know how. Please help me! I can literally feel my face turn into a very bright red.

We just continued to watch and didn't even felt the time passing by fast. It's already seven in the evening! Oh no. Mom will surely be glad that I'm with Cameron but I don't know for Tyler. He will be fuming mad!

So we hurriedly fixed his condo before leaving. I glanced at my watch and it's already quarter to eight! This is not good.

"Why do you look uncomfortable?" he glanced at me while driving.

"I'm very late for my curfew. Mom would not be happy about it. And when Tyler sees me with you, he will kill us both!" I hysterically said.

"Then I would gladly die with you." He chuckled.

"Cameron, this is not a joke! I am very serious about this!" I grunted at him but he just laughed at me.

I am thinking about what I might see when I get home. Would they get mad at me for being home late? Or would they scold be for being with a boy?

I was drowned with my thoughts that I didn't noticed that we're already here in front of our house. My thoughts are cut off when my door opened. Cameron opened it for me.

I looked around outside our house and when I didn't see any of their shadows outside, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well then, see you tomorrow?" he asked and I nodded.

"Thanks for today. I really appreciated your efforts." He smiled at me.

"Oh, it's nothing. You should go now. It is a bit late already. Drive safe okay?" I chuckled.

"Okay. Goodbye, girlfriend!" he ruffled my hair then kissed it softly. My breath hitched at what he just said. I didn't expect that he would be vocal about it. Once again, my cheeks are heated up.

The engine of his car roared when he started it. He lowered his window.

"I love you, Blaire. Goodnight!" he said and left without hearing my answer. So I just answered to myself.

"I love you too." I whispered.