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months ago" he said frowning looking a little upset about something.
"So what's with the face? You don't like being 21?" I asked giggling,
"I don't mind the age, it's just that I waited a long time to find someone that I liked and when I finally do she's so much friggin younger than me it's not even legal!" he said huffing and stabbing his straw into his milkshake forcefully. I smiled but quickly pushed it away, he liked me? Oh my God! But there's nothing we can do about it, if I had sex with him he could be charged with statutory rape due to my age.
"Oh you like someone? Do I know her?" I asked with a smirk.
"It's not a joke Riley" he snapped shaking his head. Oops ok temper. "Sorry I didn't mean to snap at you like that, it's just so frustrating" he said squeezing my hand slightly.
It was quiet for a minute I didn't know what to say so we both just stared at the table. "So tell me some more about you" he said looking up with an easy smile.
"What do you want to know?" I said sipping my milkshake again grateful for the conversation, I hated uneasy silences.
"Hmm what kind of music do you like? What do you like to do in your spare time? What's your favourite colour? That kind of thing" he said waving his free hand around.
"Well I like R&B stuff mostly, Anything by 'Ne-yo' is my favourite, I like to dance and go to the movies and I know it sounds boring but I love to read and my favourite colour is pink" I said smiling.
"What about you? Are you in college or something or do you work?" I asked,
"At the moment I'm working at Old Joes over on east street, it's a scrap yard but I don't really want to be doing that so I'm always looking for something else" he said with a shrug.
We chatted for about an hour and then he paid for our drinks, taking my hand to help me out of the booth, which gained me another glare from the waitress. She stepped in front of him and put her hand on his chest, "Can I get your number?" she asked sexily, trailing her finger down his abs.
He chuckled and raised our intertwined hands, "Seriously? You think you have a chance when I'm holding her hand?" he asked shaking his head and pulling me to the exit.
I was stunned, I almost choked on my laughter, quickly putting my hand over my mouth and turning it into a cough, but it was too late she gave me a death glare and stormed off. He didn't seem phased in the slightest just pulled me out the door and opened the passenger side for me. "Jeez did you have to be so rude? I thought she was gonna stab me or something" I said laughing and shaking my head.
He chuckled "I wasn't rude! What the hell was I supposed to say? You would rather I gave her my number to be polite?" he asked smiling.
"No, but you could have just said no thanks or something, you didn't need to bring me into it" I said slapping him playfully on the arm.
We arrived at school with five minutes to spare, he pulled into the now almost empty car park. "So you think I could get your number?" he asked nervously, he looked so sweet and vulnerable, not like what I had been told about him at all. He hadn't even tried to kiss me and he turned the waitress down and didn't even pay any attention to her.
"Err Blake, what's the point? This can't go anywhere" I said with a shrug. He sighed.
"Please can I have your number? Lets just see, please, a date that's all, I really like you" he said scratching absentmindedly at his jaw. Ok what harm could it do? A date that's all, it doesn't mean I have to sleep with him, but oh jeez Clay will go crazy. Why the hell am I thinking about Clay?
"Jailbait?" he said snapping me out of my mental debate.
"Err, yeah ok, I guess" I said taking the phone that he was now holing out to me and punching in my number. He had a huge smile showing all of his perfect teeth and I couldn't help but smile back. "I better go, Clay will be out soon" I said climbing out of the car.
"Ok, well I'll call you" he said as I shut the door. It had turned cold so I pulled my jacket
"So what's with the face? You don't like being 21?" I asked giggling,
"I don't mind the age, it's just that I waited a long time to find someone that I liked and when I finally do she's so much friggin younger than me it's not even legal!" he said huffing and stabbing his straw into his milkshake forcefully. I smiled but quickly pushed it away, he liked me? Oh my God! But there's nothing we can do about it, if I had sex with him he could be charged with statutory rape due to my age.
"Oh you like someone? Do I know her?" I asked with a smirk.
"It's not a joke Riley" he snapped shaking his head. Oops ok temper. "Sorry I didn't mean to snap at you like that, it's just so frustrating" he said squeezing my hand slightly.
It was quiet for a minute I didn't know what to say so we both just stared at the table. "So tell me some more about you" he said looking up with an easy smile.
"What do you want to know?" I said sipping my milkshake again grateful for the conversation, I hated uneasy silences.
"Hmm what kind of music do you like? What do you like to do in your spare time? What's your favourite colour? That kind of thing" he said waving his free hand around.
"Well I like R&B stuff mostly, Anything by 'Ne-yo' is my favourite, I like to dance and go to the movies and I know it sounds boring but I love to read and my favourite colour is pink" I said smiling.
"What about you? Are you in college or something or do you work?" I asked,
"At the moment I'm working at Old Joes over on east street, it's a scrap yard but I don't really want to be doing that so I'm always looking for something else" he said with a shrug.
We chatted for about an hour and then he paid for our drinks, taking my hand to help me out of the booth, which gained me another glare from the waitress. She stepped in front of him and put her hand on his chest, "Can I get your number?" she asked sexily, trailing her finger down his abs.
He chuckled and raised our intertwined hands, "Seriously? You think you have a chance when I'm holding her hand?" he asked shaking his head and pulling me to the exit.
I was stunned, I almost choked on my laughter, quickly putting my hand over my mouth and turning it into a cough, but it was too late she gave me a death glare and stormed off. He didn't seem phased in the slightest just pulled me out the door and opened the passenger side for me. "Jeez did you have to be so rude? I thought she was gonna stab me or something" I said laughing and shaking my head.
He chuckled "I wasn't rude! What the hell was I supposed to say? You would rather I gave her my number to be polite?" he asked smiling.
"No, but you could have just said no thanks or something, you didn't need to bring me into it" I said slapping him playfully on the arm.
We arrived at school with five minutes to spare, he pulled into the now almost empty car park. "So you think I could get your number?" he asked nervously, he looked so sweet and vulnerable, not like what I had been told about him at all. He hadn't even tried to kiss me and he turned the waitress down and didn't even pay any attention to her.
"Err Blake, what's the point? This can't go anywhere" I said with a shrug. He sighed.
"Please can I have your number? Lets just see, please, a date that's all, I really like you" he said scratching absentmindedly at his jaw. Ok what harm could it do? A date that's all, it doesn't mean I have to sleep with him, but oh jeez Clay will go crazy. Why the hell am I thinking about Clay?
"Jailbait?" he said snapping me out of my mental debate.
"Err, yeah ok, I guess" I said taking the phone that he was now holing out to me and punching in my number. He had a huge smile showing all of his perfect teeth and I couldn't help but smile back. "I better go, Clay will be out soon" I said climbing out of the car.
"Ok, well I'll call you" he said as I shut the door. It had turned cold so I pulled my jacket
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