My Crazy Housemate

Am I really not your type?



Am I really not your type?

2 Meanwhile, with everything going on in the world, there was someone who was really happy. It was none other than Jeremy who was being fed by Chloe.      3

Chloe sat beside him on the bed with a really awkward expression as she raised a spoon of soup to his mouth. He opened it and let her feed him while trying to act like he was totally not excited about the attention she was giving him. She had even dabbed the side of his mouth with her handkerchief when soup escaped his lips.       

Ellie had left the room a long time ago so it was just the both of them.     

"Thank you for helping me out." He finally said when the silence was becoming too unbearable.      

"Open up." Chloe ordered as she fed him again, not bothering to answer him.      

"And thanks again for the other day." He added.      

"What other day?" She asked without looking at his face.      

"For letting me know the kind of person Benjamin is." He said with a small smile.      

Chloe shrugged as she stirred the soup. "I really don't know what you are talking about." She said dryly.      

Jeremy knew she was pretending but he didn't push further. It was one thing he had learnt about Chloe, watching her all these years. She always did nice things but never took the credit for it.     

Jeremy didn't like how distant she sounded so when she tried to feed him again, he didn't open his mouth.      

"Now you are going to act like a baby?" She asked with an unpleasant frown as she waited for him to open his mouth and when he still didn't, she placed the spoon on the bowl and sighed. What was she going to do with him?     

"Are you still mad at me?" He asked her quietly.     

This time, he got her attention and she looked at his face with a raised brow.  "Mad at you? For?"      

He watched her face for a moment before answering.      

"Saying I missed you the other night." He said, startling her. "I noticed you've been distant since that day."     

She quickly looked away from his gaze and looked down at the soup while he continued to look intensely at her.      

Chloe decided to just ignore him and continue feeding him so she raised the spoon again and when she raised her head, their gaze met surprising her once more and the spoon fell back on the bowl which made a few drops splatter about, including on her shirt and skirt and on the bed.     

"What the hell!" She hissed and was about to leave the bed but he held her hand, startling her again!     

He didn't look like the playful Jeremy she knew. His eyes were different. He looked serious and his gaze were almost begging her for something.      

"Am I... really not your type?" He asked her quietly.      

Chloe's lips formed a straight line and she tried to pull her hand away from his grip but he held on tightly to her, but not too tight to hurt her.     

"You are going to get heartbroken. You should stop now." She said sternly but her voice wasn't as harsh as she had hoped.      

"Why?" He asked softly.      

"Because you are going to get heartbroken, okay? My family—"     

"Is this about your family or you?" He interrupted, leaving her tongue tied.      

"You tried it with David who doesn't look like your type. Can't you also..."     

"Jeremy..." She called, stopping him from speaking further.      

He became quiet, she also was. Silence filled the room for close to a minute before she spoke,     

"I'll be going on a blind date soon." She informed him. This time, when she tried to pull her hand back, he didn't hold onto her.     

He saw a hint of disappointment flash through her face but he thought he was probably assuming things. Why would she be disappointed that he had let go of her when it was what she wanted?      

"Blind date?" He asked in mild surprise.      

"Yea. I don't know how my brothers got to know about you but you have to stay away from them and also my parents if you ever bump into them... I am begging you." She added with pleading eyes.     

"Who are you going on a blind date with?" He asked, still surprised by that.      

Chloe shrugged. "I don't know. Some random guy my parents want me to meet." She said in an indifferent tone without meeting his eyes. "So you have to... you know... stop hoping for anything." She said in a very low voice before biting her lower lip.      

Jeremy didn't say a word for a long time.  She also couldn't look up at him, afraid he was probably giving her that sad look of his that always made her feel guilty.     

Thankfully, the silence dissipated when her phone began to ring.      

It was a call from Amara so she answered it immediately.      

"Chloe?"      

"What is it? Why do you sound that way?" Chloe asked with a frown.     

"Did Ben do something to Leo? Leo is here and he's really mad." Amara said quickly.     

Chloe quickly looked at Jeremy who was watching her intensely.      

"He's at your place? How long has he been there?" Chloe asked. Was that the reason Leo hadn't answered her call?     

"For a few minutes now. He seems really pissed and asked Ben to come home immediately. I don't know what to do. It's just me at home." Amara said in a rush. Her heart skipped when she heard a car pull over outside.      

"I'll keep trying his number. I'm on my way to your place now." Chloe said and hung up immediately.      

"Did Ben do something to Mia?" Chloe asked Jeremy curiously.      

Seeing how Jeremy was pulling his ear, she knew something had happened and immediately picked up her bag to leave.      

"I'm coming with you." Jeremy said as he pulled off the IV cannula from his hand and climbed down the bed.      


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