౨ৎ now playing; gorgeous by taylor swift

On the first day you visited Avery at the Hawthorne House, you were totally enthralled by the Hawthorne brothers.

One did catch your eye a little more, though; Xander Hawthorne. He was the youngest, the most innovative, and, as he likes to say, a living, breathing Rube Goldberg machine.

Suddenly, you both grew closer. Even with Avery being so busy with Jameson around the same time, she had noticed it as well.

You were now in the kitchen with Xander. It was a late night, and you were both sort of struggling to sleep. Xander could've been working on his latest contraptions, but he figured spending time with you wouldn't be so bad.

He gave you the blueberry scone, which was big enough as is. He stared at you, his eyes playfully envious.

"You're quite lucky, you know. I don't believe I would give up a precious blueberry scone to anybody else." He says with a small smile, admiring you while simultaneously trying to hide it.