To Girls You've Ever Loved | ✔️

Chapter 15

Dahlia Meadows

"Who's that, girly?" my friend, Jackie, asked curiously. "Someone." I laughed and started moving my hips as I danced with the rhythm.
I knew damn well, Dallas wasn't just a someone.

I sat down with the three guys waiting up for me. They were holding my hands, and I was unbothered. I was thinking of Dallas' reaction when I pushed him away as I said I was with another. He looked upset. A curious whisper came from a friend who's on my left, "Should we make him jealous? Post it in your IG, it'll be fun." as he chuckled. "No, I'm good." as I drank all what was in my glass "Did you see the guy earlier?" My on my right replied to me, "Who is he? Is he a guy you've been playing around with nowadays?" I looked at them, laughing as hard as I could. These three guys were no other than my high school friends who were content creators, I take them in as an inspiration until they became my friends. These were my gay friends whom I knew because of Katherine, she is two years older than me and is so successful. I was jealous, she wanted to help me get in Magda's magazine. Though, it was still a long journey.

I stood up and leaned in front of them. "No. He's the one I like."
I admitted to myself that I've fallen.

I had no energy to mess up with just anyone. I used to play around before, but now I've become very honest of my feelings.
I wasn't gonna fool around just again.
I went outside just to see him, leaving the place. As I was about to go out, there he was waiting. He was leaning on his car, and focused his gaze on me. He came close to me. "Are you leaving?" he asked me, he looked so sad. "I am." He looked at his watch, and stood straight. "I'll drop you off. It's getting late." he told me. It was getting late, so I had no option but to ride with him.

I got in the car, and the air was heavy. We had nothing to talk about, that's why the atmosphere was quiet. "I didn't mean to reject you." he said as he sounded sober. "You didn't reject me, you denied my feelings." I looked away from him, facing the windows as I focused my gaze on the structures we passed by. "I'm sorry."

His sorry felt worthless. It wasn't any of a help, because why should he be sorry to me? It was his feelings that should matter to him the most. "You know what, it's alright maybe it was a mistake or a round up of my thoughts."

He became quiet, until he stopped the car in the parking lot. "I see." I looked at him, and as I was to loosen up my seatbelt. He held my arms tightly. "I liked you though." I stood in shock, looking at him in shock. "I didn't mean to deny you. I was lost in my feelings." I looked at him, I replied coldly "Liar." I stopped for a minute then continued. "Do you really mean it?" I asked him with seriousness up all over my face. "I mean it." as he embraced me around his arms. That time I felt vulnerable to him, I couldn't do anything but lower my pride. I tightened my arms around his back, I felt like a child desiring for its mother's hug. Except, she never really hugged me.

He let go of his embrace and looked at me for a minute, then talked. "Can I sleep at your house for today?"
"You can." I looked at him, and we got out of the car. He took off his jacket and wore it on me, like he always used to do. We arrived at my apartment, and I went directly to my closet. I wanted to get him something comfy so I did. I grabbed some comfortable clothes that weren't my size. "Here, change to something comfy." He looked at me, and looked like he isn't used to wearing those types of clothes. "Do you want me to take off your clothes, and put it on you?" I asked him, but he immediately responded. "Yes, please." He held out his head to me, as if he was agreeing to what I said. I burst into loud laughter. "No way, you're really asking me to baby you."

"I am willing to be your baby." That sounded very different. "You cannot." I replied as I jokingly rolled my eyes. "You can sleep on the bed, I can sleep here on the sofa." As he was about to speak, I covered his mouth gently immediately. "I don't like being refused." I knew he knows that I hated being refused, because he had just seen it clearly.
He looked at me, as if he lost. "Okay. Goodnight, Dahlia." I smiled and said my goodnight to him. "Goodnight to you too."

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Dallas

I was sleeping in her bed. I wasn't used to sleeping in another bed, so I stood up and examined her room. I looked at her pictures when she was young. She looked beautiful just like now. She looked so beautiful, as if she charmed me. I was flustered by myself. Cute, as I muttered. I went to the sofa to check on her, she looked like she was in pain with her sleeping position. I looked at her for a long time.
I liked looking at her, peacefully and quietly.
I enjoyed it more than I thought.
Last time, I was just looking at the person I hated. Here I am, looking at the person I have held in my arms.

I couldn't resist so I carried her with both of my arms as her head leaned on my shoulders. I could feel her breathing in my neck, the way butterflies came up to me. I brought her down to the other side of the bed, and finally settled. I crouched as I looked at her, sleeping tightly.
"I hope you are having good dreams." as I caressed her cheeks, and tucked in her with her blankets. I didn't wanna act stiff around her, especially when it's just both of us.

To girls I've ever loved.
She's the one who made me believe, happiness could be found in the shades of gray.