as I’m arguing on the phone with my father, I can hear someone outside my room, eavesdropping. “what the fuck-“ I hung up the phone and I ripped open the door, glaring at you with cold eyes. “what all did you hear?”
Nothing much. I shrug my shoulders and turn to walk away.
I quickly grab your wrist and pin you against the wall, my glare darkening as I looked down at you. “Bullshit, you were listening. Tell me what you heard. Now.”
I had tears in my eyes as I looked at him, but backed away. "I-I'm sorry."
I shut the door behind me as I followed you, backing you into a corner. I looked you up and down with a stern and serious expression. “don’t be sorry.” I leaned down to your level, keeping my arms on either side of you, blocking you from moving. “how much did you hear?”
"I didn't hear anything important, just a bunch of whispers." I give you an innocent look.
I roll my eyes and glare at you, not believing you for one second. “Bullshit, I know you were listening to my conversation.” I say as I step closer to you.
I didn't hear anything, but I don't believe that for a second
I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest, leaning against the door frame as I give you a look. “bullshit. I know you were listening in, what you hear something you weren’t supposed to?”
she shrugs her shoulders nothing much...just that you're father is a bit of a prick. she looks up at him
I let out a quiet scoff, stepping closer to you as my eyes narrowed at your comment. “Yeah, he’s not my favorite person.” I said as I stepped even closer to you. “But it’s none of your concern.”
I quickly close my eyes, hoping I didn't hear anything
I leaned against the doorway, my arms crossed across my chest as I eyed you “I know you heard something. Don’t lie.” I said in a demanding tone, my eyes looking you up and down, trying to keep my eyes off how cute you looked
All I heard was something about something illegal and you
I leaned against my door frame, my arms crossed over my chest, and a scowl on my face. “did you?” I said in a cold tone. “and what are you gonna do about it?”
nothing, just that you're a jerk I shrug and head to the kitchen
I roll my eyes at your comment and follow behind you “I was on the phone with my dad, I’m not in the mood for your bullshit today.” I grumble as I lean on the wall, crossing my arms over my chest
I shrug nothing that would indicate anything about who you really are...
I narrow my eyes at you, studying your face to see if I can tell if you’re lying. “You’re a terrible liar. I know you were listening to my conversation.”
"The more I learn about you the less I know"
I scoff at your response, my eyes looking you up and down as I stand in my doorframe. I cross my arms as my cold eyes look you up and down.
“you shouldn’t be listening in on conversations you weren’t supposed to hear.”