#HateThatBoy by Yesenia Vargas

#HateThatBoy by Yesenia Vargas

Author:Yesenia Vargas [Vargas, Yesenia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yesenia Vargas


“There it is,” Noah said, crossing Isabella’s room. A red and blue agenda peeked out from under her bed, with Emma’s name written in big, blocky letters across the top. “Yep, this is it.”

I followed him to the hallway, ready to make a crack at him for the navy-blue beanie he wore today, but the way he looked at me when he turned around made me forget what I was about to say.

He held up the agenda and came toward me, stopping only a couple of paces away. “Thanks again—for doing this. For letting us stay here last night out of nowhere. It really means a lot. I know we didn’t get off on the right foot, and I probably came off as a complete jerk—”

“You don’t have to thank me.” I closed the distance between us. “And maybe you did come off as a jerk, but I guess you’re not that bad after all.”

He chuckled, his eyes darting to the ceiling and back to me. “Not that bad. Awesome.”

I laughed too. “It was actually kind of fun, having you guys over. I can’t tell you how many nights it’s just me, or me and Isabella.” I let my hands fall to my sides. “It can get pretty lonely around here.”

He nodded slowly. “I know the feeling. But when my mom’s around and trying to get clean, it just feels odd. Not normal. Weird, huh?”

I shook my head, not breaking eye contact with him.

“I’m kinda glad now that we ran into each other that day, even though I’m sure you thought I was annoying,” he said.

“And I have a feeling you felt the same about me,” I said, my eyes locked on his.

“Maybe I still do,” he said with a lopsided grin.

My heart pounded, and it felt like I couldn’t get enough air. Even as he came in close, I told myself that I wasn’t freaking out because of Noah.

No. He wasn’t even my type.

I disliked him more than ever.

But as his lips touched mine, my heart rejected the lie once and for all.

A loud voice reached us from downstairs. “Tori!”

We jumped back. Noah’s wide eyes met my own.

“Tori! Are you here?” we heard again.

My mouth fell open. “That’s my mom!” I whisper shouted.

“Tori, where are you?” She sounded even closer.

I pulled Noah into the bathroom. I held his hand in mine and looked around. Pulling the shower curtain aside, I shoved him in and pulled the curtain closed again.

A knock sounded at the door. “Tori?”

“Mom?” I said. “I’m about to get into the shower. I thought we were gonna meet at the restaurant?”

“Isabella’s swim meet ended early, and she wanted to come home and change too. I called you, but you didn’t pick up. I thought maybe we could ride together after all. Did you not go to practice today? You’re not usually home this early.”

I called out through the door, “Uh, Coach Davis let us go home a little early. And yeah, we can ride together. Sorry, I must have left my phone in my car.



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