6. Chapter Six
RECAP: His head leaned in ever so slightly."I love the feeling I get when I touch you." He leaned in even more and I got on toes.
We were at least a centimeter a part. "And I love the feeling I get...." It was barely a whisper but I know he heard me. I moved even closer and tugged at his bottom lightly with my teeth. "when you touch me."
I heard the door open. I knew it was my lovely Swedish friend, because she has a key. She's a little bit on the crazy side. She dresses like an emo, her favorite dudes to date are emos, though she dabbles in all things begin the artist that she is. She styles her hair in rainbow colors in the spring and during her birthday month. Did I mention she was kinda of my first crush, though shes 2 year's younger than me. We became friends her freshman year of High School. I was just so captivated by her, she literally brought color into my life. One thing lead to another and we ended up with swapping saliva in a janitors closet. Though we never dated officially. She knows about Xavier, but she doesn't think I'm serious about him. She'll probably be a little peed off and want a make out session to make up for it. And I hope and pray it doesn't come to that, because I can rarely ever turn her down.
Chachi Romani's Point of View
"Dru! I brought your Dunkin' Vanilla Chai." I yelled my voice echoing through the halls. "I'm in the shower." she replied
"Oh hell yes." I breathed to myself. I raced upstairs and almost tripped up all the steps, but you gotta understand bro her body is like a marble sculpture. I heard the water rushing from outside the door and I let myself in, and sat on the closed toilet seat.
"So whose this guy, your planning on cheating on me with me." I scoffed sarcastically
She opened up the shower curtain a little bit, and popped her head out. "Cheating really? You would like him." she pulled the curtain back. "You get so jealous, its kinda cute."
My blush rose, turning my face a hot pink. I turned my head away from her to hid my blush. "So what's he like."
"A thirst trap. He's 6'2, nice build, and the shape of his ass I swear to god."
I started waving my hands back and forth. "Okay, okay! I get it he's delicious, but whats he like."
She stepped out the shower and yes I saw everything before she put on a towel. "He's silly, makes me smile, open and I feel like I could tell him everything."
I'm already hating starting to hate this guy. He's taking my best friend away. "So he's the full package, huh?"
She started to do her hair, her natural curls flying in all directions. "Don't be mad darlin' were still friends right, we'll hang out just like always. I promise you'll like him." Her hair was set perfectly now, and she turned around.
I grabbed her hand, "Come on lets go find your outfit."
45 minutes later (Druid's POV)
Literally my room was destroyed. Everything I said I kinda liked she threw in the no pile and everything I liked in the definitely not pile. She was putting outfits over my body, and kept switching, and switching.
"Where are you going again?" Chachi asked confused
I did the finger quotation thing and said "Somewhere" when something caught my eye. "Those shorts would be perfect." I exclaimed picking up out of my barren closet.
Chachi looked them over. "Yasss! You about to be looking fierce." She snapped her fingers. "Let me find the rest of your outfit."
Five minutes, later I had to say. I was looking good, but I'd lose the purse though. "Fuck... Chachi, you did good."
"I know." I know she licked her lips when she said that. I didn't have to turn around, though I did.
"What time is it." I asked as checked myself out in the mirror one last time
"It's 6:53." Chachi replied taking selfies in the mirror
"Shit, I gotta go you can stay here if you like. Just don't kill my refrigerator, I'll be back in a couple hours."