𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎𝑚𝒂𝒕𝒆| 𝐃𝐮𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐩𝐚

Part {21}

~Dia~

The draining and exhausting day has finally come to an end. Meaning everyone's free to go to their dorms to rest or do whatever till the next day.

Also meaning I have to face the last person I want to see on planet earth right now, Dua lipa.

I asked Alia earlier on today if I could crash at their dorm for just tonight and she agreed. All I had to do was go to my dorm, shower, choose a pair of pyjamas, my history book and fly from there as soon as possible.

Dua don't usually be at the room around this time. So I think I'm safe. I hurriedly rushed to our shared dorm room in hopes and wishes that she's not there. I wanted to do what I had to do quick before she gets back.

I was now standing at the door and I could hear voices from the inside of the room. Oh shit, she's here! My feet got heavy when I heard another voice talking. I couldn't move an inch. It was as if I was glued to the ground or something.

How dare she bring another person in our room! That's so disrespectful. She's crossing the line now.

I don't know what came over me but I found myself bent  down and pressed my right ear against the door trying to figure out what Dua and the stranger were saying.

I wanted to turn around and go back to Alia's room and leave showering and my book behind till tomorrow, and also forget I ever witnessed Dua bringing a total stranger in our room, but then I thought, What the fuck? Why should I run away when I'm the one being wronged here? It's also my room and I have every rights to it.

I had to knock cause the door is probably locked from the inside. I  knocked twice before I heard her sour reply "What?" It was short but sounded so bitter and cold.

"It's me, open up." I said with my eyes glued to the door waiting for it to be opened. She immediately opened the door at the sound of my voice. She stood there holding the door still not letting me come in. What the heck!

I wanted to see who she brought over in our room so bad but she was blocking my way. It was high key pissing me off. She stood there sizing me up as if its the first time she's seeing me or something. Such a weirdo.

"Let the poor girl pass dude." The female voice said letting out a small laugh, probably finding this whole situation amusing. "Excuse me" i said, calmly looking up at her piercing brown eyes.

I tried to pass but she didn't let me. She was acting like a highshool bully, and i hate bullies."I'm trying to pass and you keep blocking my way. What is wrong with you?" My voice cracks. I was trying so hard not to be portrayed as a crybaby in front of a stranger but the pressure was too much.

"Girl stop playing games and let the cutie pass." I heard the voice again. Dua finally got out of my way and when I looked over to her side of the room, guess who i saw?

The same girl she was caught kissing on that photo i saw earlier today. I couldn't quite make out her face cause the photo was kinda blurry but i could remember that pink and short hair anywhere. She was the one.

She looked super super pretty and hot. And she also seem to be around Dua's age. Something i would never be. My heart sank at the thought of that.

"What's up, I'm Issa." She said with a wide smile, showing her pearly white teeth. I was so jealous of how perfect she looks. I cleared my throat and gave her a short and mean reply. "Dia."

I said rushing out of their sight and to my own side of the room. I heard her say "Okay...." probably baffled by my weird behavior. I mean, what was she expecting? A hug? I rolled my eyes at the thought.

I dropped my backpack on my bed, took my towel and a fresh set of clothes, and hurried to the bathroom. I left them both standing there and giving me weird looks.

Well this is awkward. If i should've known, i shouldn't have entered this room.

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