You Have My Attention

Remi woke up in a bit of confusion and she slowly sat up realizing the sun shining was because she was outside. She groaned as she looked down at Garrett who was still asleep.

"Gar." She whispered causing him to grunt and cover his face with his hands.

"I should kick your ass."

Garrett groaned, "Why?! I didn't do anything!"

"No, but you are going to get me in trouble!"

"Why? Do you in fact have a boyfriend?! Great. That's great." He sat sitting up, still half asleep and his hair was everywhere.

A grin hit her lips, "No, I don't have a boyfriend. Relax." She replied, taking that time to brush his hair down with her fingers.

A blush hit his cheeks, "Oh thanks."

She nodded as she retracted her hand and he fumbled to get up.

"Don't worry about it." He stated holding his hang out for her. He pulled her from the hammock and he grinned as he walked her to the door.

"This is going to be great."

He chuckled, "I won't lie, it's not going to be pretty. John's going to give you so much shit."

She groaned as he opened the door, his hand still holding on to hers as he lead her down the stairs.

"I'm um, glad you hung out with me last night." He stated as he released her hand.

"Me too." She whispered and he gave her a smile before they walked into the studio where they could hear talking.

"Oh look, we in fact don't have to call the police!" John said loudly and Garrett rubbed the back or his neck nervously.

"I mean could you at least tell one person that you were leaving?! I don't care if it was to hook up or not!"

"Dude, it isn't like that. We went to the roof and just happened to fall asleep. Chill out." Garrett spoke for her and John rolled his eyes, "You need to call Kayla or Nick. She's pissed."

"I mean clearly none of you got drunk enough last night." She mumbled causing Garrett to laugh softly.

John rolled his eyes once more and she frowned, "Are you mad at me?"

"A little yeah! I was worried!" John said seriously and she walked over and sat in his lap.

"I'm sorry. Seriously. It wasn't on purpose. Forgive me." She stated hugging him as she laid her head against his chest.

He groaned and she spoke again, "Say you forgive me."

"I swear if you ever do anything like that again I'll hurt you. I forgive you."

"And I'll let you." She mumbled, "Will you take me home?"

"I will." Garrett spoke before he even thought it over. A blush bit his cheeks as Pat and Jared now stared at him.

"I mean, I can. I'm headed home." He mumbled and she could feel John laughing.

"Sure man."

She lifted up from John who now had a grin on his lips.

"What?" she questioned and he shook his head, "Nothing at all."

She rolled her eyes knowing that wasn't true and climbed from his lap.

"Are you ready?" She asked looking over at Garrett who just nodded. The pair walked out to Garrett's now familiar car. The drive to her place was quiet and she couldn't help but wonder if it was because of her or if because he was just a quiet person.

"Thanks for the ride." She whispered once they parked in her driveway.

"Yeah um, sorry that was awkward. It's not that you're awkward, it's just that I am and well, now this is awkward too so..."

A smile lit her face as she watched him fumble with his words.

"You're not awkward."

He shrugged clearly embarrassed and she couldn't help but over analyze how cute he was.

"What are you doing tonight?" She asked taking him off guard.

"Huh?"

"Do you have plans tonight?"

"Oh uh, well I don't think so."

"You should come hang out with me. You know, so we can be awkward together." She teased and he chuckled, "I'd like that."

"Good. See you later then."

He nodded and she climbed from the car and headed inside knowing she was going to have to call Kayla and deal with that issue so she couldn't dwell on this thing with Garrett.

She sighed as she fell on the couch, phone to ear as it rang.

"So you're alive?!"

"I'm sorry! It really isn't what you think!" She defended and the line went silent.

"Uh, hello?"

"I'm waiting for your excuse!"! Kayla spoke and Remi went into a whole spill about what happened.

"I mean, he's spending a lot of time with you."

"Actually yesterday was the first day I have officially hung out with him."

"Still. It's just odd."

"Why is it odd? Am I not likable?!"

"Of course you are! I'm just saying this is out of character for him!"

"Oh my gosh. Is he gay? Is that why? You can just tell me."

"What?! No he's not gay! He's just shy is all so he doesn't ever do this. I mean, the last time he asked a girl to hang out she became his girlfriend for almost five years. I mean, they've been broke up for like two now I think but still."

"Well, if it's any consultation, he's hanging out with me tonight too so..."

"Seriously? Ok, you have to tell me. Do you like him?"

"What? No. I mean, yes as in I like hanging out with him, but not like that."

"Mhm..."

"I mean he's cute and all. I just..."

"You don't like John do you?"

"What is up with everyone?! No. I do not like John! I never will."

"Well just know he can be persuasive. If you fall into that trap and sleep with him I'll murder you."

"I'm not going to sleep with him! I mean, I think I would now that I think about it..."

"What?!"

"I'm kidding!" Remi said through her laughter. At this point she was just messing with the girl.

"So when is Garrett coming over?"

"Uh, later. I dunno the details, but I'm going to go shower and what not. So I'll talk to you later."

Remi hung up the phone with a sigh. She was glad that didn't go too bad. The girl sprinted to her room and gathered things to shower with. She honestly was looking forward to seeing Garrett again. She enjoyed being around him. He was laid back and still a bit mysterious to her and she just wanted to figure him out already.

The girl finally hopped from the shower, wrapping a towel around her body before she exited to her room. A scream left her lips as she jumped from the sight of someone on her bed only to realize it was John.

"Dude! How did you get in here?!"

"You left the front door unlocked smarty pants." He stated tossing the magazine he had in his hand to the floor.

She glared at him and he smiled as if this wasn't awkward. Well she had a hard time believing that anything ever made him feel awkward.

"So, you and Gar..."

She groaned as she held tightly onto the towel as she walked over to her dresser.

"He likes you."

"You don't know that."

"I know him. He does."

"He doesn't know me."

"Fine. Then he has a small crush. Better?"

"Did you come over here to just tell me your theory?"

"Sort of. And to say I think you have a crush on him as well."

Remi scoffed as she managed to pull on her underwear under her towel.

"I hang out with you too John and I don't have a crush on you so..."

"Ouch." He joked with a smirk and she rolled her eyes.

"Well just saying."

"Point taken. But I don't believe it."

"I would never expect you to." She mumbled sliding on shorts.

"This is astonishing to watch." He mused and she rolled her eyes as she turned away from him in order to drop her towel and put on her bra and shirt.

"Do you not find this creepy that you just broke into my house and watched me dressed?" She asked turning to look at him.

John couldn't help but laugh, "No, I'm honestly very glad I did. I would never have guessed you were that skilled. I also would have never guessed you were hot under those band shirts you wear." He stated with a raised eyebrow.

"Perv."

"I'm a man."

"Is that what you call it?"

"It's a proven fact."

"You can't even grow a beard."

"Women don't like beards."

"You wouldn't know."

"Trust me, they don't care if I do or not." He smirked and she made a face of disgust, "Ew."

"What? You've never slept with me. You can't judge yet."

"I don't need to."

"You should sleep with me."

"I'm not sleeping with you."

"Oh but you should."

"Not in a million years." She scoffed as she glared at him.

He started laughing and she looked back at the mirror to brush her hair.

"You know why you won't?"

"I'm sure you're going to tell me."

"Because my Garrett theory is true."

She groaned and turned around throwing the brush at the boy.

"Hey!"

"Go home! I'm this close to beating you with that!"

He smirked and she whined before falling onto her bed beside him giving up on him leaving.

"Garrett's coming over. I need you to leave." She stated which came out muffled thanks to the pillow she was half on.

"I knew it!"

"Just shut up for once!" She spoke covering his mouth which didn't stop him at all.

"I hate you." She added as he continued mumbling into her hand.

"No you don't." He stated removing her hand from him and she sighed as she looked at him from where she laid.

"Are you going or...."

John chuckled, "Remi, admit you like him and I'll gladly leave."

"Why does it matter?!"

"Because! I know I'm right and if you in fact do then that means he does for sure!"

"Stick to your day job. Match making isn't your thing."

"What can I say? I'm a softy for love." He replied placing his hand over his heart.

She rolled her eyes giving up on fighting him and relaxing her head on his shoulder.

"Well just know, if you in fact do even the slightest bit, then there's no doubt he does as well. He really would be foolish not to."

A grin hit her lips that he couldn't see but she still couldn't help it from appearing.

"I'm glad I met you John Oh." She whispered out.

He quickly moved trying to get his phone from his pocket and she raised up giving him a look.

"I've got to put that on a social media site. No one will believe me later."

She laughed and pushed his phone away. A grin hit his lips, "I'm glad I met you too Remi Quinn."

"Saying that. You're going to put make up on before he comes right?"

She smacked him as she moved from the bed and he laughed.

"Jerk."

"I mean I don't think you look bad but he's only seen you like two times and I don't want him taken off guard when a girl who looks 12 opens the door..."

"Shut up."

He chuckled pushing off from the bed.

"I'll leave you alone now. Have fun." He stated kissing her temple before heading heading out.

Remi breathed in as she looked in the mirror. She wasn't sure why, but John just made her more nervous. What if he did in fact like her?