Chapter 10

''Will your mom be home already?'' he asked. I didn't know where he was going with this and he sensed that.
''Don't get anything in your head, I'm just asking.'' he said smiling.
''No, she's home at six.'' I said, relieved.
''Okay.'' he said. ''I like your house, by the way. It looks nice from the outside.'' he said, looking at it.
''Wait till you see the inside.'' I said, stepping out of the car. He stepped out himself and we made our way to the front door. I fished my keys out of my bag and started opening the door. Jared following every move I made. I pushed the door open and went inside. Jared right behind me. He looked around and smiled.
''This is home.'' I said, hoping he'd like it. He took off his jacket and hung it on the peg on the wall, dropping his bag under it. I did the same and hung it on top of his, then I dropped my bag and guitar next to his bag.
''I like it.'' he said, looking around. ''Aren't you gonna give me a tour?'' he smiled.
''I was just about to. It won't be a long one though.'' I answered. And it wasn't. My house was fairly small, it had only one floor and a basement which we never used. At the end I showed him my room and he started looking around. Then he sat on my bed and said:
''It's a cosy house you have. Different to mine.''
''Maybe you should give me a tour around your house some day.'' I said, smiling. He was silent for a moment.
''Maybe I'll invite you over some day.'' he then said, seeming a bit unsure.
''I noticed you have a piano in your living room.'' he then commented.
''Yeah, my dad used to play. He was really good.'' I said, silently.
''I'm sure he was. You must be missing him, huh?'' he asked. Now it was my time to be silent and I felt tears well up as I thought back at him, but I fought them back. Jared noticed and came over to me. He gave me a hug and suddenly the tears dried up. We stood like that for a while. He felt so warm and nice and comfortable, I didn't want to let him go.
''I'm sorry.'' he then said.
''Don't be.'' I said after a while. He then let go of me and looked at me. We stood there for a while until I broke the silence.
''Could you play for me? I would like to hear what you can do.'' I asked him.
''I'd love to.'' he smiled. I took his hand and led him to the living room, then seated him infront of the piano.