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Chapter 12

Sky’s P.O.V

Time stopped. Everything feels like it’s zoomed. His words are being repeated over and over again in my head. It was like another one of those overdramatic movie-moments.

"Well, I don’t chase after something that I don’t want."

Does he want me? Or does he want revenge against me for pranking him?

I looked at him in confusion but he looked me straight in the eye.

"But that doesn't mean I won't get you back," he smirked causing some tension of the tension in the air to disappear, thankfully.

"As you wish, but let me warn you, I don't think you'll do any better than the others did," I smirked right back.

"Oh, really?" he raised a brow.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted us and we got up.

"Sky? Are you alive or did Hudson kill you?" Jeremy asked.

"Really," I said to Hudson and then raised my voice for Jeremy to hear. "I'm alive. The cat's got nine lives." I turned to Hudson and whispered in mock-seriousness, "It doesn't. My pet cat, Cindy Clawford, died when I was 7. It never came back."

"How do you know that it didn't use up its 9th life?" he whispered back in mock-seriousness.

"I guess we'll never know," I shrugged.

"Guys? Is something happening between you two right now?" Jeremy shouted again. My eyes widened and I quickly got off the bed as the realisation hit me.

"Um, I'm coming!" I yelled. God, now that I think of it, that sounded so perverted and a stupid thing to say at that moment.

I ran to the door and opened it to see Jeremy and everyone else looking at me like I just survived an accident.

Hey! That's insensitive to yourself!

Sorry.

"So, um, what exactly happened in there?" Lacey asked as she cleared her throat.

"OH, NO. Nothing like that happened. Trust me." There wasn't enough time. "There was just a lot of tickling. And threats."

"Ok," Lacey replied and there was a hint of disappointment in her voice for some reason.

****

I wiped the water off of my face with a towel and got out of the bathroom. Why does the bathrooms have to be outside our bedrooms? Why can't we just have one for each of us?

Anyways, I walked into my bedroom, turned around, closed the door and then turned back around to see Hudson mock-waving at me from my bed. Shirtless.

"What the fuck are you doing in my bed?" I exclaimed as I tried not to stare at his 8-pack.

"You destroyed my bedroom. I think one night of refuge is the least you owe me," he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, but you can sleep on the floor," I said as I gestured to the clean carpet.

"No, I'm pretty comfortable here, don't you think?" he smirked.

"Asshole!" I muttered and went to the closet to change. I picked out my outfit and then said, "Turn around," to Hudson.

He just rolled his eyes and faced the other way. Jesus Christ! I'm changing and I have Hudson Walker in my fucking bedroom! I have definitely changed a lot (not in the 'clothes' kind of way).

When I changed into my pyjamas (which was a pair of shorts and a tank top), I just turned off the lights and got into bed, without even bothering to say something.

I got to the farthest side from him and laid on my back.

I felt him shuffling and then he faced me. For some reason, I shuffled a bit so that I was facing him.

"Wanna play 20 questions?" I asked and he shrugged. "You start."

"Are you a virgin?" Is it ironic how I could literally picture his smirk even though it's pitch black? No, I didn't think so.

"No, what would you do if a guy asked for your number? In the romantic way?" I asked.

"Kind of an awkward moment," he replied. "What would you do if a girl asked for your number? In the romantic way?"

"It depends if she's hot or not. Your turn. What's the worst thing about being male?"

"Unsatisfiable boners. How do you know when you're in love?"

"You asked the perfect person. There are four things that I think you would act or feel like when you're in love. 1) You would be addicted to this person. 2) Your sex drive would be higher for some reason. 3) You would just actually know that you like this person. Even when you think that everything is normal, your subconscious knows that you just naturally like this person. 4) You catch yourself smiling or just feeling pure bliss because of that. And because of this last fact, I know that you are clearly not in love and going to be in love any time soon. Unless, of course, you get plastic surgery and make your lips permanently stretched into a smile."

"Have you done ranting?" he sighed.

"Not your turn. Would you date someone who doesn't have any books whatsoever in their home?"

"Never in a million years. Have you ever been cheated on or cheated on someone?"

"I've been cheated on. Who was your first crush?" I asked.

"I've never had one," he replied nonchalantly.

"WHAT?" I whisper-yelled. "How could you possibly not have a crush? Please tell me that you're human!"

"Urgh, I'm human and all but I don't have a crush on anyone," he said. "Fancy date or Netflix and chill?"

"Netflix and chill over anything. Why do you think we dream?"

"I don't know. Maybe to see fragments of the future?" he shrugged. "What's the craziest thing you've done?"

"I went skydiving and during the fall, I ate a whole box of pizza and then when I landed, I drank a lot of coke and ate a lot of fast food. Who are you the closest to in your family?"

"My mom. Who are you the closest to in your family?"

I want to say that it's my sister. Hayley. But that doesn't really count does it? Grana? I mean, she's the only person that I have left from my mom's side of the family but she doesn't really know me that well. Uncle George and Lacey? They know me on an average but not as much as Hayley did.

"Currently, no one."

"Why not?"

"I don't think it's your turn right now," I practically sang and I think he rolled his eyes.

For the rest of the night, we asked each other way more than just 20 questions until we both fell asleep...

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