Bhavna has never been one to cross the lines , coming from a south indian orthodox family she has always been the Ms Goody two shoes. But one day when her best friend forces her to sneak out into a club.....Let's just say that she's stuck at the wro...
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Bhavna
Shit! She's damn heavy!. I'm currently struggling to carry Izzy to our dorm, I sigh in relief as we made it. She's passed out and drunk and even throwed up on the way. I slowly laid her on the bed removing her heels. The girls are worse than her, I'm sure they're still at the party passed out somewhere, refusing to come with us. Thank God Noah is sobered enough to give us a ride.
After Izzy dragged me from her brother, telling me that we had enough of boys and now it's girls time. I rolled my eyes and followed her. I don't why but I have the urge to turn back and look at Luciano, and I did.
There he was standing at the same place where we left him, looking at us, or me. He sort of smiled and waved at me and I can't help but do the same. My heart did a leap in my chest and I had this stupid goofy smile on my face.
I didn't see him after that at the party. Izzy told me that he went back to the dorm. Of course I didn't ask her, she noticed me looking around and assumed that I'm searching for him. But it's true....never mind!.
I changed into pajamas and climbed to my bed, too lazy to shower.
I just came from a party, from my first ever party. It was kind of memorable actually. It would be more memorable if Izzy wouldn't had dragged me from him. It was pretty much boring after that. Izabella and the girls drinking shots and dancing around and then there's me sitting awkwardly watching everyone. Of course she didn't totally left me alone , they tried to include me in their 'fun', but that's not my thing.
I sighed, I wish Izzy didn't interrupt us.
Wait? What!. Why did I just think that?
I like being with him, whenever I look at him butterflies erupt in my stomach. And my heart does this little dance when I look into his eyes. And when he stands in front of me, something about him catches my attention, something exciting. It's like I don't need to follow him with my eyes anymore, it sounds like a radar has been set up in my brain. I know where he is most of the time.
I'm not a touch-feely person but I don't mind having physical contact with him. I felt comfortable in his arms..
Does this mean... I like him?
Yes, I like him. But it's just a crush, it'll go with time eventually.
I can't wait to tell my friends!. It's been like forever where I'm interested in someone. Sometimes they say that I might be a lesbian. They know that I'm straight by the way we fantasize about men, fictional men. Yes that kind of fantasize. They're my girl gang and we've known each other for like 8 years.
I take my phone and text them immediately. I need advise on this, I don't know what to do in this situation and I can't ask Izzy, it would be awkward coz he's her brother.
