Chapter eleven

Emily's POV

Unable to find my voice, I stare after him as he makes his way to the sink, disposing off his plates and then tidying up the entire mess he made while cooking.

Once he's done,he washes off his dishes as well as mine and then walks over to the fridge. He pulls out a water bottle from the fridge and shuts it back, leaning against the fridge as he drinks straight from the bottle.

"You know that's not very hygienic" I find myself saying before I can stop myself.

Tyler looks at me,a smirk evident on his face as he opens his mouth, "Get used to it,nerd" he says.

"I'm not a nerd!" I tell him.

"That's what all nerds say" he shrugs as he takes more gulps from the bottle.

"Well I'm not one of them,why would you even think that?" I ask, feeling offended. I hate when people call me a nerd.

"Because you're a nerd. End of discussion" He says,pulling his body off the fridge. He opens the fridge and places the nearly empty bottle back into the fridge.

I stare at him wordlessly,making a me