Damn, we are at chapter THIRTY already??? Cray crayyyyy
"And so THEN, right when I was about to literally storm to his house, I opened my front door and he was stood with the largest bouquet of roses I've ever seen—totally drenched from the awful storm and now roses are like a little thing for us, you know?" Molly explains to me, her face melting with the memory.
For the last hour, Olive, Kelsey and I have been walking around campus with Molly, listening to her many love stories. And much to my surprise, they were honestly entertaining. "You guys really do love each other," I comment.
"He is the light of my life. Sometimes, I just think about how much I love him and it makes me cry. I'm so blessed. And the story gets better! After he apologised and gave me a box of my favourite chocolates he—"
"Took you on a romantic getaway to his holiday home where you had mind-blowing sex all weekend long," Olive answers for her, making her pout before she turns to me. "That part of the story always get a little too detailed."
I laugh at the bluntness of her tone. "Where is Ben now?" I ask her and she waves a hand.
"Probably in one of his physics lectures. That boy filled his entire schedule with math, physics and football—so boring. It's either that or James has dragged him on some weird side-quest."
"Best believe James isn't with him if it's a physics lecture," Olive states with a laugh. "Remember that time when Micah and Ben were literally obsessed with planes and figured they could build one?"
Molly breaks out into hysterics. Micah tried to build a plane? "Oh my goddess. Yeah, and then James ran it over with the motorbike."
Olive joins her laughter. "I think he was so annoyed that they weren't spending time with him that he literally crushed their nerd dreams. My cousin is the biggest attention whore."
Kelsey laughs from her stomach. "He really is. Goddess, I don't know how he is going to be when he gets a mate, that boy is a piece of work. When I found out I was Xaviers mate, I genuinely did not know what to expect. He looks like he could snap someone in half—he probably could, but he is literally a giant cuddle bear. For the first two weeks he was insistent on hugging me at every chance he got that I had to make a rule around it."
I think of how Xavier almost always has one arm slung over her shoulder, pulling Kelsey to his side at every chance he gets. And the guy is intimidating as fuck, Henry and I would always joke about how he looked he would literally kill someone if they made a wrong move.
"Mates, I swear," Molly says, shaking her head. "What is Micah like?" She asks me, wiggling her brows. "You know, behind closed doors?"
My whole body heats up, my skin prickling. They can't know that we kissed. It's impossible. "I..." I gulp, regaining myself. How I react is going to influence what they already think, I have to keep my cool. "I dunno, we don't hang out a whole lot. We are just getting to know each other at the minute. What... what did you guys think he'd be like, you know, before he met me."
Molly laughs. "Oh god, he was just so obsessed with the idea of meeting you. He's wanted a mate for as long as I've known him, all he would talk about when the subject came up was getting his luna and living happily ever after. We all knew he'd be ecstatic and just head over heels but he's truly a hopeless romantic. Do not tell him I told you this, but before he found his mate he would tell me all of his brainstormed date ideas, wanting my female insight of course." Her large grin fades somewhat as thoughts clearly tick behind her bright blue eyes, her attention quickly snapping to me. "Has he taken you on any?"
I haven't really let him. Aside from literally one where we sat atop that hill overlooking the sunset. Our first and last. I don't think our interactions past that really count and I think he'd agree.
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The Shadow of Stars
WilkołakiSprawled out on the ground covered head to toe in bright blue paint wasn't exactly how I envisioned the first day of my last year at high school playing out yet here I am. I suppose it was hopeful thinking, presuming that everything would just roll...