Enemies to lovers

Chapter 10

" Hey malady."

" Hi Matt."

" Why no politeness this morning? Does thee lady have a problem in thee life?" We started to play this 'game' where we talk to each other like people from the 17th century or something. Normally it's really fun, but I'm nervous to ask him if he would come to dinner.

" Hey, what's wrong?" We arrived in school, and I didn't say a word, trying to figure out how to ask him.

" Nothing." I'm opening my locker, but he turns me around so I face him, while he puts one hand against the locker right in top of my shoulder. My stomach makes a summersault.

" It's really nothing, I just, um, well, aah..."

" Will you spit it out already?"

" Well yesterday my parents found out you were my boyfriend, so they invited you for dinner, and I was nervous because I don't know what your going to answer with." I say two times faster then I normally talk.

" Well, then why don't we meet out after school, I'll stop by real quick at my place to change and then we'll head to your house." This was actually a perfect answer, so I nod.

" See there was nothing to be nervous about. We're a couple, aren't we?" He winks, while leaning closer to me. I try backing away, while I feel my face heating up.

" Do I make you uncomfortable Kitty?" He grins at me. " You're all red."

" No you don't." I manage to get through his arms and I say 'bye bye kind sir' while walking away. I almost make it to class but he grabs my hand and twirls me around in his arms, and gives me a kiss on the cheek, saying " Have a good day malady." And I head back to class with a huge smile on my face.

I'm waiting for Matt in his living room while he's changing. Neither of his parents are home. It's a small but comfy house, there are two floors, and his room is upstairs.

" What do you think?" I turn around and I start laughing.

" Why are you laughing? This is one of my favorite T-shirts." I keep laughing because he is trying to look nice without success, this just won't do.

" Show me your room, I'll pick something out for you." I head up the stairs, still laughing, him right behind me.

" Quit laughing!" But I can't.

" I'll give you something to laugh about." He grabs me and starts tickling me, I laugh so hard I fall on the floor, which doesn't make him stop. After what feels like for ever he finally stops.

" That's what you get." He has this big smile on his face, and helps me get up.

" I hate being tickled. I haven't been in a very long time."

" Are you serious?"

" Yeah, my parents never really did it, and Sarah knows I'm very sensitive to it."

" Well now, be prepared at all times."

We both laugh, and I pick out an outfit for him, which he really likes, and we head to my house. He parks right in front.

" Are you ready?"

" I guess." I lean to open the door but he stops me, gets out of the car, opens my door, helps me out. I put my arm around his, we look at each other one more time and head to the front door.