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BETILLA'S POV

So Archer and I were to meet on Saturday. For the rest of the school week, I had one thought in my mind.

What if he liked me too?

If he did, then we would probably end up together. But then again I remember he's with Venus. I didn't know what to do. I awaited Saturday and it came by.

I scrambled out of bed and I rushed into the shower and I took my time to take a concentrated rosy bath. I walked out after a long but satisfying shower. And I got into my pre-picked outfit which consisted of a cute crop top which showed my stomach and a short denim skirt and I paired it up with my Nike Air. I smiled at my reflection and walked out of my room.

We were to meet at Dunkin' so I got there first. I placed an order for an Iced coffee and went on social media until I spotted his hooded figure standing outside his parked car. I rushed out to meet him and I ended up going back because I forgot my coffee. I stood in front of him and waited for him to look up from his phone. He always did that. I cleared my throat before saying,

"Hey, Archer." He looked back at me with a very confused expression and said, "Sorry, who are you again?" My mood dropped, then I frowned when I saw him smiling at me. "Come on, take a joke, Betty." I rolled my eyes and walked away from him. He shouted after me, "We're talking at my house, Betty." I stopped in my tracks. "Your house?" I asked again. He nodded. I sighed. Today was going to be a long day.

I drove in silence while I followed his car to his house. I couldn't process it. I was actually going to see his house. His room. I didn't know what to expect. No doubt, I had butterflies in my exposed belly. After a few minutes of driving, he pulled into the driveway of a very sophisticated looking house. I tried not to show my excitement. I parked behind his car and got out. Suddenly, the air got chilly and I looked up at his eyes and well you know how my mind raced.

He stood in front of me and took my hand and walked me to the door. "My parents are out for work. As usual." He muttered the last part as he opened the front door. I stayed quiet, probably cause I didn't actually know what to say to him at that moment. All I could do was nod dumbly. I followed him all the way to his room and he looked back at me with a raised eyebrow then he closed the door but I got a glance of it. Wait a minute, he just slammed the door on me!

I yelled at no one in particular. "Excuse me?" He didn't actually plan on leaving me out here all day. He replies after opening it and stepping out "You're excused." And he left me standing in the hallway. I huffed and turned on my heel and walked into his open room. He had a King-sized bed with a reading table and well the usual essentials, TV, PlayStations, etcetera. I saw that he had a walk-in closet. I dropped my phone and my coffee on his reading table and well went on an adventure into his closet.

Well as expected, he had mainly hoodies and tee shirts and well the essentials. Then he had several sweatpants and hoodies. Did I mention that he had hoodies? Now, something caught my eye at the far back. I walked to it. I took it by the lapels and saw that it was a blazer. I absolutely would love to see him in a blazer. I reached for it but I felt a hand on mine and i turned to face him. Shit.

He stared at me with no emotion. He said finally after the long pause, "Quite the snooper now, are we?" I tried to get my facial muscles to smile at him but instead, my eyes locked on a tie and dye hoodie in his long line of hoodies. I stared at it and dreamed of wearing it one day. My eyes snapped back to him and he sighed and walked out of his closet. I followed him this time. I sighed and saw him on his bed . He patted the space near him for me to sit on. I walked slowly and I could hear my shoes squeak against his hardwood floor. I sat near him and tried to stay as still as possible. I failed when I felt his breath on my neck . I almost leaned back to give him more access but I wasn't going to be that easy.

I looked at his face which was on my shoulder . The position was pretty awkward if I must say.

"We're here to talk Archer. Not for you to act like you want me." I muttered . He pulled away abruptly and frowned . "You're right." He looked away fiddling with his bedspread. "Go on, ask your questions." He said nonchalantly. I got up to pick my phone from his table along with my coffee which was starting to get less cold. I sipped as I opened notes.

"You didn't actually make a list, did you?" He questioned when he saw me opening notes . I flashed a smile at me and he just looked away. He was so hurtful. I cleared my throat and started.

"Why are you so sarcastic to me?" He looked at me for a moment and I held eye contact too. "I'm sarcastic with you because that's the only way you won't know what I actually feel." He looked away and acted as if he was really interested in his bedspread again. I chewed on his answer .

"What do you feel for me actually?" I mumbled afraid of how he would reply. "Pass." He deadpanned. "Oh come on, you said I could ask questions." He nodded , "Except that."

Okay, he doesn't want me to know how he feels .

"Why did you send me those texts?" I asked again. He looked at me again and made a 'not again ' face. "Well, at that moment, you seemed like you needed something to cheer you up and I decided that texting you like I cared wouldn't hurt anyone so that's that." He stood up. He was getting uncomfortable. Fast.

"Why do you wear hoods Archer?" He turned to look at me . I guess I really hit a sensitive spot . He paced around his room . "Do you really want to know?" He stormed in front of me . I winced . "Do you really want to know why I wear this hood?" I was silent . "Fine , I'll tell you anyway." He yanks down his hood revealing his face .

Obviously

"It's because I'm pretty . My prettiness is a poison to people like you. An addiction. That's why you're feeling things for me." I tried to calm my racing heart and I saw him run his fingers through his hair . "Any more questions?" I couldn't reply .

His face fell and I could read his emotions for the first time . "Betty, I'm sorry . I didn't mean to burst out at you like that." He said holding my face in his hands . He caressed my cheek before realising something . He pulled away abruptly leaving me once more void of his warmth.

"You need to stop feeling things towards me." He said . Those words hit home. "Why?" I stood up and walked to him.

"Who are you to tell me what I'm to feel? I can't help it if I have feelings for you." I said finally standing in front of him . He gazed down at me as if in thought . "You don't understand." He muttered simply and left me standing there alone too. "What don't I understand? You won't let me know a goddamn thing about you! You won't let me in. You tr-"

"Are you about to get your period?" He interrupted. "Yes!"

Realising what I just said , I smacked my hand on my head ." But there's no correlation!"

He raised his eyebrows and looked to the side ." Mmhm"

"Archer, are you being honest with me?" He looked at me and smiled . "That my little munchkin, I can't tell you." He even had the audacity to poke my nose. I got frustrated. He frowned . "Okay fine, I don't want to lead you on. I don't want to have feelings for you. But maybe , just maybe, I c-"

"You can love me." I completed. And waited for his response.

"Actually , I was going to say . Maybe , I could have a salad this night." He said and my heart dropped for like the umpteenth time that day . I grabbed my phone and started to walk away . My hand brushed his and I felt him hold my hand back . His hold was gentle but firm and I liked it .

"I'm sorry." He said stiffly. "But come on , you're meant to be used to my sarcastic comments." And suddenly he became playful.

"I'm a walking enigma!" He shouted and I laughed as he made a fool of himself .

"Yes, you are!" I shouted after him and stood in front of him while he sat on his bed . He huffed out air . I waved my finger at his face , my heavy breathing calming down but the butterflies in my stomach waking up . He snatched the finger and looked at it breaking eye contact with me . He kissed my finger and I closed my eyes . I felt his lips against mine . He pressed my finger on his bottom lip and I sighed as I knew what was going to happen next . I cupped his face with my free hand and looked into his eyes , I could feel myself throb for his touch.

I leaned down and pressed my lips against his. Finally!! It felt like it was never going to happen . I was too busy excited to kiss back . So we pulled away . I leaned back and looked at his face , he was as shocked as I was but then our lips were together again. This time I did kiss back , I let out a moan and the kiss deepened. He pulled me up and I wrapped my legs on his waist . We continued to kiss and then suddenly I was in the air and I fell splat on the floor like a pancake . No major injuries though. I guess I got bruised .

"What the actual fuck?" I yelled at him . He remained unmoving as I ranted on how he threw me up in the air .

"I was testing your elasticity." He replied sarcastically

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Woooooooow they finallllly kisssssed again yeahhhhhh. So yeah this is a rushed chapter .