Desire C.B

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Hi I feel insecure about this chapter, bye lol

*Colby's POV*

The door opened, and my eyes looked up from my phone to see a nervous Leighton.

Her hands were folded, and fiddling with the rings on her fingers, her hair was tossed up in a messy bun, The Grinch pajama pants synched at her ankles, and a long baggy t-shirt ending at her thighs. Her face was clean of makeup, acne scars and marks on her face.

"What's wrong?" I questioned, confused as to why she'd be nervous.

"Can I talk to you?" She asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, what's up?" 

"Nothing" She said almost out of instinct which made me chuckle. She noticed her reply and she blushed, glancing away for a moment, seeming to be thinking. "I wanted to talk to you about the key-"

"Leigh, if you don't want it, you don't have to have it" I quickly reminded her, confused as to why my small gesture was making her this nervous.

Was it a mistake to give her the key? Should I have not done that?

"No, that's not it.. it's just.. ugh! I'm nervous, okay?"

"Okay..." I spoke slowly, trying to figure out what was going on.

"God, you're frustrating!" She groaned and I chuckled, noticing she was fiddling with the anxiety ring I got her.

"Why?" 

"THAT'S WHY! What's with the one word replies?! Why have you been so closed off lately?"

"What do you mean?"

"God it's like talking with a brick wall!" She groaned, her hands in her hair now.

I chuckled, watching in amusement as she paced in front of me.

"I don't understand anymore! I'm trying, I really am.. but.. but you're not! What changed between now and then? Why are you so quiet?"

"What do you mean? I didn't know I was being quiet.."

"Oh this is useless. I'm going to bed, goodnight" She grumbled and I quickly got up, stopping her.

"No, you wanted to talk. You wanted to talk about the key I gave you" 

"And yet you're not talking" She huffed and I raised an eyebrow.

"Why would I be talking when you want me to listen? What's wrong Leigh?"

"I don't know if I want to move in because I don't know how I feel about you" She said bluntly and I just stared at her.

"What does that mean?"

"We said honesty right?" She asked and I nodded, confused. "I can't figure out if I like you like you, or if it's post pregnancy hormones or the fact that I haven't been with someone in quite a while.. I haven't had sex since Aryia and my brains all confused. And then I'm concerned about moving in with Gemma and it going badly. I thought we agreed that I'd have my apartment as my personal space? That we worked better together when we were apart?"

"Wait wait wait, what? You have feelings?" I asked, my heart racing as my head started to pound, trying to keep up.

"That's not the point of the conversation. It's just a factor" She said and I shook my head.

"No, that's a pretty big point-"

"Why? I'm not acting on it" She said like this was something to shove under the bridge.

What happened to too many skeletons in the closet?

"Okay, and if you did?" I asked, not sure how I felt about her bluntly saying she could maybe like me more than just a roommate or a friend.