"So, are you going to go to your Grana's house for these two weeks?" Lacey whispered as she sat down next to me.
"Nah, she went to visit our grandma," I shook my head.
"Oh, why don't you go and visit them?" Lacey smiled.
"NO, thank you! As much as I love the two of them, I don't want to be the victim of their lectures or judgements," I rolled my eyes.
"So, what are you going to do for the entire 2 weeks holiday?" she asked.
"I'm going to sit here in this exact same spot and read all of the books I have," I replied.
"Do you wanna, you know, maybe come with me to my mom's house?" Lacey asked quietly.
Lacey's parents divorced when she was 10 but her mom and dad takes care of her really well. I remember the times when I used to visit her, and her mom and my mom used to bake and stuff together.
Mom. Wow, it's been almost 3 months since I called someone that.
If I go with Lacey, then that means I have to really see how much I miss my mom. You know what they say, better to reject the offer than... cry. Ok, I just made that up.
"No, it's alright," I said quietly. She must've taken the hint cause she gave me a hug, got up and left.
I blew out a breath and continued to read. I have this house to myself for 2 whole weeks. I have to live here, all alone for 2 weeks. Everyone else is visiting their families but hey, what can I do? It's not like I can bring them back from the dead.
"Be careful," Lacey gave me one last hug.
"I know," I mumbled as I returned the hug. "Have fun."
"You too," she said and pulled away. She got into the taxi and it drove away.
I'm alone. This is it.
I walked back into the house, shut the door and went to the living room to see Hudson sitting in his usual spot, reading a book.
"Aren't you gonna go visit your family or parents or something?" I asked in total confusion.
"No, aren't you?" he raised a brow.
"Nope," I replied, making the 'p' pop.
"Why not?" he asked. Should I tell him the truth or not? Oh, fuck it! My family is dead and not saying it out loud is not going to undo the day of the accident.
"Don't you think it's a one-way ticket to heaven? Plus, I definitely enjoy living right now," I said without any hint of emotion in my voice just like he does sometimes.
"Hmm..." he replied. Normal people would've apologised and got all 'Are you OK now?' or 'It must've been hard for you' when they know that I'm clearly not 'OK' and that they can never imagine the psychological pain I'm going through.
"You know, the fact that you're not apologising like most people is the most comforting thing I've received after they died," I blurted out. "Oh, and I'm not being sarcastic. Why aren't you going?"
"My mom is on a tour and I practically hate my dad," he said nonchalantly, with my same tone.
"Hmm..." I gave the same reply to him causing Hudson to smile. He only smiles like once a day and it's surprising every time but I never miss it because, one, it's hard to miss it, two, he looks absolutely amazing when he smiles, like 10 times more hotter and three, he smiles at me and only me for some reason.
"I guess we're stuck together for 2 whole weeks," he sighed playfully and I threw a cushion at him, which he caught easily.
"I'm amazing to be around," I rolled my eyes.
I was currently sitting in my room, thinking about a LOT of things.
Maybe I should do something new. I need to get my mind off of my boredom. I need to do something fun.
I really want to go somewhere at the same time.
Suddenly, a thought appeared to me and it is CRAZY. Maybe I should not do it and just sit here feeling completely bored?
Nah, I already know that I'm gonna do it one way or another so why not just go for it?
I got out of my room and went downstairs to see Hudson sitting in his usual spot (again) but this time, he was scrolling through his phone.
"Hey, Hudson," I said as I sat next to him.
"What?" he asked, not even bothering to look up at me.
"Do you wanna um, maybe, go somewhere?" I asked.
"Where? Like a shopping mall?" he rolled his eyes even though he was still looking at his phone.
I huffed and took away the phone from him. "Ok, I know this is going to sound totally random and crazy but we both know that the two of us are crazy so-"
"Um, I think you mean 'you' not 'we'," he reminded.
"Hey, you were the one who set up a date for me during a part-prank, so I think we're both equally crazy," I rolled my eyes.
"So, um, I was thinking that maybe we should go to America or something," I said in the most normal tone that was possible.
He turned completely to face me and placed his hands on my shoulders.
"Did you hit your head somewhere?" he asked in a very serious tone and I shook my head. "Ok, are you sure about this?" I nodded. "Is this a prank?" I shook my head. "Are you really really sure about this?" I nodded. "Ok, you can go and pack. Let's go somewhere random and have fun."
It took me a hot second to process what just happened but when I did, I squealed and gave him a hug. Hudson was tense for a second but then relaxed and wrapped his arms around me. It felt so warm and comfortable and safe to be in his arms.
I reluctantly pulled away and he said, "I'll book the tickets."
"You don't have to do that," I smiled.
"Um, billionaire here, booking a flight ticket is the least I can do," he smirked.
"You just wanted to show off, didn't you?" I gave him a look.
"Yeah. Where do you want to go to?" he raised a brow.
"How about California? I live there," I grinned.
"Hmm... Sure, but you have to show me what American people do," he smirked.
"If you're lucky," I smirked right back. Did I really just convince him to go to California with me?