𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝒹ℴ𝓁𝓁

Chapter Three

Dolly's POV:

My eyes traveled up the stranger's body slowly looking all the way up at his eyes. I could already feel a prominent blush arise. I quickly averted my eyes towards the floor trying to avoid the beauty of an man in front of me. After a couple of minutes, a hoarse sounding voice entered my ears.

"Are you going to invite us in or leave us standing out here?" I shyly looked at the man again. His facial features contorted in an annoying look.

"H-hi, yes. S-sorry, please come in."  I mumbled out quietly. I already set a bad reputation. He probably thinks I'm rude. I quickly moved out the way to let him in. He walked in. Movement came from behind him, I saw another boy.  That must be his friend. I put on the most welcoming smile I could muster.

"Hey sunshine, my name is Easton, how do you do." He bended down slightly, bowing to me. I let out a small giggle at his silly actions. Easton definitely seems more friendly than Mr. Grumpy Pants.

"Hello ! M-my name is Dolly."  I softly muttered out, while closing the door. Easton walks farther into my dorm, following pursuit. I start to walk after him.

I see Zara and Easton conversing among each other, while Mr. Grumpy Pants is staring directly at my bed. "Why is he staring at my bed?"   My eyes follow his gaze, slightly widening when I see what he's looking at.

I slowly start to panic. He's death glaring Lola. I watch his reaction, he turned his attention to where I'm standing, his lips slowly turn upwards in an smirk. His eyes shone with amusement.

I quickly averted my eyes around the room, I make sure not to look at him. This is so embarrassing, I should've just put Lola under my pillow in the first place.  At least he didn't say anything about it.

Zara walked towards the door, motioning for all of us to follow her. We all walked out, heading straight towards the elevator. I didn't even know there was a elevator, that would've been much more helpful when I arrived here.

It had been 20 minutes since we left. We all rode in Easton's car. I sat in the back with Mr.Grumpy Pants. I discreetly steal glances at him, I can't help it. He's so pretty. I wonder what his real name is because I can't keep calling him that nickname even though it's accurate, it's a little mean.

My fingers pressed onto the sides of my pants, rubbing in circles. I'm debating if I should ask for his name, he doesn't seem to like me very much. I close my eyes gently before opening them, I take in a breath of reassurance.

" Umm...H-hi ? I was wondering what your name was. My name is Dolly." I softly smiled at him, soon my smile turned into a frown. I feel very conflicted. Is he ignoring me ? No way, he probably didn't hear me over the music playing plus Zara and Easton are talking loud too. Let me try again. 

" Hi, I was w-wondering what your name was. My name is D-".  Before I could even finish my sentence, he interrupted me. I frown even more at his next sentence.

"I heard you the first time. Stop talking, your voice is annoying." His words slowly got to me, unshed tears surfaced the lining of my eyes. I blink fast, trying not to let them fall. I turn to face the window leaning my forehead against, watching my surroundings go by.

"God, whatever. Stop crying, you're being a baby. You want to know my name? Fine, it's Dorian."  He huffed out. Although he was being mean, he still told me his name.  I didn't like his other remark though, maybe I should keep calling him Mr. Grumpy Pants.

His name is pretty just like him. I blurted out the first thought that came to mind. My eyes widen at what I said.  "Your name is very pretty. It matches you because you're very pretty."

I quickly turn my head down. I could feel his eyes glaring a hole in my head. Why did I say that ? He probably thinks I'm crazy now.  I didn't even want to look up. Somehow I always find a way to make conversations awkward.

If only Dolly looked up. She could see the emotions that swarmed in Dorian's eyes. A small blush coated his cheeks, making his ears turn slightly red.