Finding My Lost Self [to be edited]

Chapter 11 - Weekend Jerkface Style

He didn't respond and just went to sit on my bed as if it was his house not mine. he saw my laptop "look what we have here." he said with a grin then extended to get it.

Shit! He'll see that I was stalking him!

but I ran to the other side of the bed and got it quickly.

"Hey! give me that." he said.

"In your dreams!" I exclaimed.

"Why? what were you doing back there?-" he stopped and his eyebrows shot up as if realizing something then a smirk played at his lips. "Watching the nasties, are we?" he said wiggling his eyebrows.

"Excuse me?" I asked and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and then my eyes were wider than saucers when I realized what he was talking about. "HELL NO!!" I Yelled at him but his smirk grew bigger. 

"then prove it. you wouldn't be hiding something unless you didn't want to get caught doing it." he said. his smirk growing.

"It's nothing!" I shrugged.

"wrong answer." he said as he got up and before I could process what was happening he snatched the laptop from my grasp and opened it.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Please kill me now!

I was about to faint when I saw his smirk growing even bigger and I was pretty sure I was as redder than a bottle of ketchup right then.

"You know, you could have just told me that you want me. I understand. I mean, who doesn't? I knew you were lusting after me all along." he said arrogantly. I could feel that he was enjoying this way too much. "but seriously? you know, even Juliet didn't Facebook-stalk Romeo. you broke a new record at it." he said with that stupid smirk of his.

"What! No! GET OUT!" I said throwing My stuffed panda at him.

I'm So sorry, Bamboo.

yeah, his name was bamboo. I know. uncreative 'cause pandas eat bamboo and all that but hey?

Jerkface chuckled and went downstairs. I sat down still embarrassed at what had just happened.

Note to self: NEVER FACEBOOK STALK ANYONE WHEN THEY HAD YOUR HOME'S KEYS.

I Went downstairs 15 minutes later to find a certain jerkface guy munching on some chips while watching a football game.

'Thank goodness he wasn't after my Oereos this time' I thought then sat down reading a magazine till he moved to look outside a window then he finally spoke.

"Hey, Neeerd." he whined "How do you live in this desert? There are no parks or shops or anything. this sucks." he said in a bored tone.

Have I mentioned before that I lived practically in the middle of nowhere? like the nearst supermarket was like a kilometer away. all that was around me were little shops. and the park was like a mile away. so yeah, I partially lived in a desert.

I realized I hadn't replied yet "Yeah. but when you get used to it it's not much." I said simply.

"Like, seriously?! Do you even have any neighbors?" he asked.

I hesitated for a minute then nodded "actually, yes." I said and I shivered when I thought of it. actually, Our so called 'Neighbors' were Two gay men. don't ask.

"anyway, let's go out. get dressed." he said as if I was his follower or something.

"What! Why!?" I said. "Where are you even taking me?"