Chapter 17

I hold his jacket tighter as it's wrapped round me while we walk down the road.

"Oh... So you really believe you can beat me in bowling now, don't you?" He asks amused while arching an eyebrow.

"With my eyes closed." I smirk, nurturing my newly found ego.

"Well, we'll see about that sweet cheeks." he replies with a smug look.

"Alright then, hotshot" I remark accepting his challenge.

~~~~~~~

Soon enough, we we're standing in front of my home as he stares at me for a while.

"What?" I ask, feeling a bit shy as I tug on the jacket keeping me warm while a smile forms on his lips.

"You're very beautiful." Ha!

"Uh... " I stutter, not really having any reply as he chuckles, making me blush.

Great, just great Dianna.

"And apparently, cute too." I groan as my cheeks turn a deeper shade of red.

"Blakeeee." I warn as he raises his hands in defense, laughing a bit.

"But on a totally different note, I had fun tonight. Thank you." he says, getting a bit serious as I smile.

"Same here." He looks at me for a while, with a debating look on before he moves closer and gives me a kiss on my cheek.

"Goodnight, sweet cheeks." he smiles.

"Goodnight... Hotshot." I reply as his smile widens. He turns around to leave as I tuck my hands into the pockets of the jacket before going in and closing the door with a dramatic sigh. I'm so stupid. With that thought, I head into my room.

~~~~~~~~~~~

I wake up to the usual sound of my alarm so i get into the shower and prepare for work.

"Ding!!!" The bell to the restaurant chimes as I walk in, heading right for the SR.

Mia is sitting casually on a couch checking her nails before she sees me "Finally!" She shakes her head.

"Hey! I'm not even late, it's just 8:25." I roll my eyes playfully, sitting beside her.

"Tell. Me. Everything." She squeals, bubbling as she waves her hand in the air earning an eye roll from me.

"Calm down, blondie." I tease shaking my head as she stares at me with her mouth open, before shutting it.

"You're so lucky you have something I want right now if not I'd make you regret that." She squints her eyes at me in a threatening manner making me laugh.

"You're an amazing actress." I reply as she bows her head and tips an invisible hat.

"Thank you, thank you. Now to the real deal." She lifts a perfectly carved eyebrow at me with a smirk on, as I huff.

"Fine..." I tell her everything; right from when we walked into the bowling alley till when we were at the front of my home with her as red as a tomato because she was trying not to interrupt me by squealing.

THOMAS'S POV

I'm about to open the door to the SR, when I hear two familiar voices and the word or in this case, the name 'Blake'. My body stiffens and although I know this isn't right, I set my ear close to the door to hear what they are saying.

"... We watched the ball roll down the lane as it knocked the six pins down at once and a smile made its way to my lips. I was brought back to reality as Blake's hands were still on mine so I told him the ball had knocked the pins down and he could let me go but he said he really didn't want to and wrapped his hands around me. I wasn't really in the mood to argue so I just sighed and relaxed in his arms. Gosh Mia, luck is not on my side. I'm struggling with some stupid feelings for one person and another person just shows up. He even left me with his jacket yesterday..."

I groan internally, raking my hand through my hair in frustration.

She's likes on someone else apart from him? Dammit! Where the hell do I then stand?!

I sigh and go on with opening the door, not wanting to hear any more of her 'date night.'

The room falls silent and Mia's eyes as well as Dianna's follow me as I stand in front of them.

"I'm really sorry to disturb your talk, but I'd like to talk to Dianna" I state, my eyes not straying from Dianna for a moment as I get confused looks from the both of them, before Mia stands.

"Okay, Mel we'll talk later." She glanced at me for the last time, before leaving .

'Okay big boy, what do you have to say now?'. My mind taunts, making me realize I didn't actually have anything to say.

Great! This is what I get for having feelings for someone even when I have a 'girlfriend'.

DIANA'S POV

I stare at my hands while fidling with them completely at unease, before Thomas clears his throat making me look at him.

"So... How was your... Date?" He asks making me look at him in confusion.

Are guys meant to care about girls' dates?

"It was okay... I guess." I reply, not a bit comfortable at where this is heading or what this conversation is about. "How's Bailey?" I ask. I mean this is about our love lives right?... Cause I'm totally lost.

His eyes immediately shoot up to meet mine with emotions I could only describe as confusion and examination. "She's good." I nod at his reply, feeling like the most stupid person on this planet for asking when it only thickened the tension in the air.

"Good." I smile, hoping to reduce the tension in the room, as I go back to examining my hands.

"Do you like him?" I jerk my head up immediately, completely taken unawares as I hear the crack of a bone and groan.

I reach out to rub my neck but I'm beat to it by Thomas who moves closer and is carefully rubbing my neck with worry and guilt written all over his face. I try to breath properly from how close he is and how delicately he's rubbing the skin on my neck.

I clear my throat and place my hands on his hoping to pry his hands off my neck before someone walks in and gets the wrong idea, but he doesn't budge and instead holds my hands in his while they're now on my shoulder.

My breath hitches. If only you know what you're doing to me.

I sigh internally at the breathtaking guy opposite me, who is oblivious to what he is doing to the stupid girl before him. Yes, yes I'm stupid.

"So.... Do you?" He asks again bringing me back to why we are presently in this position.

I open my mouth to speak, but close it not having anything to say. "I-i have to go." I try walking away but I'm yanked back as he stands still; his hands still holding mine as I stare at our joined hands between us, before looking up at him again.

His piercing blue eyes hold mine captive, telling me how much he wants an answer to that particular question that seemed unnerving.

"Thomas, please let me go." I barely whisper although I want the exact opposite, loving the way his hands easily encase mine.

I gasp inaudibly, as he moves forward standing impossibly close to me as I stand fixed to the ground.

"Thomas... "

"Do you?" He asks again bending his head, as his breath fans my face, making me want to stand on my tiptoes so I could kiss him but even the most stupid part of me knows that it won't be a good idea.

I gulp, still staring into his eyes.

Do I like Blake? Of course not. I mean I don't want to... But he's gorgeous, persistent, fun... God. Dianna Melissa Amore for Pete's sake, you do not like Blake and never will.

I shake my head, freeing myself from any stupid thought to be met by the same pair of striking blue eyes watching me intensely "I-i... "

"Thomy!!!" A voice I could make out as Bailey's, shrieks causing me to jerk away from Thomas as he reluctantly let's go of my hands. Cool air comes in contact with my skin once again.

Bailey barges in as I turn my back against them trying to get myself together, while putting on my apron and pining my badge in place.

"Devon's coming back on Saturday from school and daddy wants to throw a party for him since he's finally done with school. He said I can invite anyone I want. So would you come?" I can already make out the grin that's on her face, from how cheery her voice sounds.

I smoothen out my apron and cautiously walk to the door. "Sure." was Thomas's reply, as she squeals jumping on the chair. I glance back at them to find Thomas's eyes on me, making me blush a bit before I walk out of the room carefully closing the door behind me.

Could my days get any more awkward?

Hint of an upcoming 'heat' is at the end of Thomas's thought. You can go back there and rack your brain. If not sit back and relax, for everything would be unfolding soon.

Keep reading, voting and sharing. If anything, comment.

Xoxo,

Chimy...