YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN I DO

05. please don't say you love me.

Elodie enters the dorm room, seeing Corey and Katerina laying on the couch, still talking. She smiles softly, heading to her room.

She does her usual routine and gets dressed into some comfy clothes, she washes off her makeup, she cleans her face...

The girl lays on her bed, blushing like a fucking idiot.

It's funny how some simple guy can make an emotionless girl such a flustered mess.

Was it even him that was making her flustered?

Hell, she couldn't even answer that question.

It was the way he did the most basic stuff.

The way he would cup her face, wiping her tears with his thumb while asking what was wrong, the way he ran his fingers through her wet hair after she showered, the way he freely gave her clothes that smelt like him, the way he didn't judge her for being weird or off putting, the way he pulls her into a hug.

The way he just let her be... her.

He didn't find her weird. He didn't judge her for her emotionless behavior.

Elodie's thoughts were soon interrupted when her two friends burst into her room.

"How was the date?" Corey asked giddily

Elodie blinked, "It wasn't a date."

Katerina sits next to the girl, "Really? Then you won't mind telling us what happened."

She groans, rubbing her eyes, "I'm still high as fuck, hope you guys know that."

"Just tell us."

She sighs, "We just kissed. It- it was nothing special!"

"Ooo," Katerina giggles, "Elodie has a boyfriend!"

"Rina, I swear to god I will punch you in your damn throat."

She giggles again, "You always say that, but you never end up doing it."

Corey rolls her eyes, "Guys, stop flirting."

"We weren't," Elodie replies sternly.

"Don't deny it, Ellie Belly!"

"Call me that again and you'll wake up limbless."

Katerina sighs dramatically, "Fine, loser."

"...you better be glad I even tolerate you."

"Anyways, Elodie," Corey sits on the floor, "fuck men."