His Tutor

Chapter Seventeen

It was about two in the morning when we decided to call it a night and go to our rooms. Before I could change into my pj's there was a soft knock on my door. It almost sounded a bit hesitant. I raised my brows and opened the door. There stood Christian with a smile on his face. 

I raised my brows and glanced at the digital clock on my nightstand, "Shouldn't you be your way to bed right now?" I asked him. He shoved his hands in his pocket and shrugged, "I guess I should, I just wanted to thank you for allowing me to start over." He said quietly, "Are you going to bed anytime soon?" I asked. "Not really, no." He replied. I stepped to the side, "Come in." I said to him. He scratched his head, "Actually give me a minute, I have to get something." He said before stepping back and walking down the hall.

I watched him for a while before shrugging and closing the door. The clock on my nightstand read 2:45 am and I didn't think he'd actually come back so I turned on the tv and finished watching the anime show I started watching yesterday. What I didn't know is that at the very end of the show, it was going to get really emotional so here I am twenty minutes later trying not to bawl my eyes out as Taiga moves back in with her mom leaving Ryuji and the rest of her peers alone.

I wiped my eyes frantically as I tried to finish the last ten minutes of the episode but the tears wouldn't stop. There was a knock on my door again, "f**k," I mumbled to myself as I wiped my tears and sniffed. "Coming!" I croaked and cringed at how horrible I sound. It sounded like I've been crying, I mean I have ... But my reasoning is pretty f*****g stupid, I got emotionally attached to a show with one season. I opened the door to find Christian standing there with a tray. The tray had chocolate chip cookies, mini marshmallows, and two mugs with something hot in them. 

I sniffed again and raised my brows, "What's this?" I mumbled. His eyes scanned the tray as he spoke, "I thought some hot chocolate and cookies would be fitting." He said trailing off as he looked at me. "Have you been crying?" He asked, My eyes widen and I shook my head- "I have not, No. Me crying? Psh." I said. He raised his brows as stepped inside the room. I closed the door behind him and he placed the snacks on the table next to the door. "Your eyes are puffy and you keep sniffing. So you're either sick or you were crying." He said and I sighed.

"It's nothing serious, I got attached to a show, and the way it ended kind of pulled at some of my heartstrings. Anyway! Which mug is mine?" I asked changing the subject, He shrugged "You can pick whatever you want." He said with a small smile, that darn smile ... It does something to me. 

I picked up the black mug and put the marshmallows in my drink before blowing. "So your reputation," I joked and he rolled his eyes, "Oh that old thing." He chuckled. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all. I like this side of him. He looked at the tv and switched the show from the anime show I was watching to some random action movie. "How long do you plan on staying in here?" I asked him and he shrugged, "Until you either go to sleep or get bored of my presence and kick me out." He replied nonchalantly.

I laughed and placed my half-finished drink down on the tray. He'd already finished his drink and was laying on my bed watching the movie he picked. "Good, wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea if you fell asleep in here," I said out loud but it was mostly to myself. Saying this may have caught his attention because he paused the movie and asked, "What would be the 'wrong idea'?" He asked and I chewed on my lip as I tried to think of a tame answer,

"You know..." I trailed off and he smirked at me "Do I?" He asked making it clear that he was teasing me, "Oh screw you." I mumbled and he laughed as he resumed his movie. I wasn't really paying attention to the movie he was watching, To be quite honest his company was really comforting. "I know I keep saying this, but thanks again. You really didn't have to forgive me." He said randomly as I laid down next to him. "It feels right. As long as you don't f**k me over we'll be fine." I said "Are you getting tired? I can go." He said and I felt him start to get up. The movie wasn't over and I didn't want to kick him out before it ended though I was sleepy, "You can finish your movie and leave when you're done." I told him.

He chuckled, "Any other day I'd accept that offer but it's fine. Like you said, wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea. Goodnight Brooklyn." He said as I heard the door open, "Goodnight Christian." I mumbled as the door closed shut.

Then I just stared at the door, part of me kind of wished he'd come back and haggle his way into sleeping in here with me and the other part of me was questioning everything. It almost felt too good to be true. Sure he said he liked me but his demeanor can and probably will change once the weekend's over. Besides it's a simple crush, after that goes away I'm sure everything will go back to normal, Or what we deem normal. Our arguments and Me running off to the arcade to forget about it all. 

My eyes started to droop as my train of thoughts slowly came to a stop. The last thing I could remember thinking about is, Is it a crush, or does he like me as a friend?