I didn't have to show Amell the way to my home because he already knew
"I would have taken a picture if I hadn't lost my phone which was technically because of you ," I reply coolly
"You didn't lose your phone ," he says
"What do you mean I didn't lose my phone ," I ask turning on my seat to face his side. He veers his car down my street
"Because I took it when you ran off that day and I wanted to give it to you when we came to your house but you were acting like a complete bitch ," he says and I cringe when he says that I was acting like a bitch. He is the one who came to my house and just when I thought we were getting along. Well excuse me Mr but there are things called boundaries.....you crossed mine by coming to my house when your not more than a stranger to me ...why does this person frustrate me this much
"You come into my house and you're pretty much a stranger and then you call me a bitch," I say slightly raising my voice but the small room in the car amplifies it.
"I didn't call you a bitch I said you were acting like one an you know my second name so I'm pretty much not a stranger," he says subtlety
I want to rip his head of
"So where is it ?" I ask trying to reduce the rising tension
He opens the glove box and removes my phone from it . I want to say thank you but I also want to rip his head off
"Why couldn't you just give it to me at school ?" I ask
"I don't know ....after that day you had ...well....that ......and we ....you know...yeah I didn't think you'd want to talk to me and you told me to stay away from you ," he smiles nervously as he pulls onto our street
"That's not going so well ," I say and chuckle.
There is a sudden awkward silence between us and he finally stops the car in front of the gate. The aura suddenly becomes tense and I look outside the window to avoid his piercing gaze . It's still raining but not so much. I remove his jacket and hand to him
"You'll need it more than I will ," he says coolly. I smile and drape the jacket over my shoulders
"Thanks......Adelie ," I say and I watch as his lips turn into a lopsided grin and the darker shade of blue previously present in his eyes is gone....right now they are back to grey-blue
"You're welcome Naye ," he says and my cheeks flush red . Even the way my name pours out of those amazing lips is sexy. I open the door and run hurriedly to the foyer
I walk in and find no one in the house so I make myself a sandwich and turn up the heat . I watch an old episode of teen wolf ....I mean I literally can't get enough of Styles he is this hunk nerd that turns my fan girl mood on
I finally decide to start on my physics homework and remember that I have a calculus test on Monday . I love Math but it's probably the most boring subject in the world. I soon give up on my homework upon reaching question five and I close the books and look at my phone.
Sure enough nothing has changed everything is right the way I left or as I remember it even despite the lack of a password. Good thing I didn't have any pictures. I scroll through my contact list and right there at the top is Amell's name. Why would I need his number honestly it's not like I'm ever going to call him or text him ...like what would our conversation be like
Me:**hi **
Amell:**hi**
Me:**you look so pretty**
That'll pretty mark the end of our conversation. I click onto the name and edit it to Adelie because I like that one better
I scroll through tumblr and look at funny memes . Honestly I think my life evolves around memes and sarcasm. Tomorrow's Saturday so I don't have to worry about sleeping in
Fuck ....tomorrow's Saturday .....fucking Saturday. I stupidly agreed to go to a fucking party where I know no one...where I'll probably be humiliated. I have no experience in partying except for the fact that I know there is usually alcohol and sex but still that doesn't count . I have no clothes whatsoever... The only clothes in my wardrobe are sweats ....lots and lots of them and hoodies and baggy shirts and yoga pants a few blouses and a white dress that clings onto my body like glue and I can't wear that .One..... It's white...two it hugs my body like a second skin and perfectly highlights all my bends and curves which I hate showing ....third I wore it to my mom's funeral so it holds bad memories .....
It's around seven thirty when Aiden gets home. He makes dinner well....because I'm pretty much the lazy one and I don't know how to cook
We eat while sitting on the carpet in the living room and he tells me all about his girlfriend .....which.... as much as I'd hate to admit.....I find interesting
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