RACHEL
“W-What did you just say?” I asked him, stuttering.
“I said let's go home.” He replied affectionately.
“Okay,” I said, as if I hadn't heard what he said.
I think there was just something wrong with my hearing. He probably didn't really say those words. I just heard it wrong. I'm annoyed with myself for hoping. Hoping for something I shouldn't have expected.
“Stop it, Rachel. He only said he likes you. Don't expect too much because you might just get hurt.” I told myself.
“What do you want for dinner?” He asked me sweetly as we walked home to his house.
“Anything,” I replied to him.
“What if I say I want you for dinner?” He asked me, laughing. I knew he was just joking.
“Hahaha, that's fine. But I prefer cooked food. I don't like it raw.” I replied to him. But he just laughe
