My Posh idiot (BOOK 2)

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11 years earlier ~

I do everything possible to avoid having to go to the library to do my coursework. I used to do a lot at the beginning of the first year, but that slowly stopped when I started to become uncomfortable in that building.

Anyways, I was feeling different and I thought to myself "Why not take myself to the library today". I couldn't study in my room for some reason, maybe a change of scenery was necessary. I mean, it wasn't like the output of my work was going to be any different. I was going to produce the same mediocracy work: enough for me to pass and less for me to stress about it.

I just couldn't wait to be done with it. I could be alone with my thoughts while I smoked myself to sleep. The weed is the only thing keeping me from stressing about life and of course Dimitri. I've been contemplating dropping out multiple times because I just didn't care anymore. The only thing keeping me at Oxford is Dimitri, Mariah and my parents. They make me feel like I'm worth something and that also allowed me to see where Mariah and I stood as friends too.

***

Fifteen minutes in, I started packing my shit up and leaving the library. I couldn't bring myself to be productive, and that's when I thought a change of scenery wasn't worth it.

I had lectures later and I'm also meeting up with Dimitri to have lunch with him, so I can't go home can I? I was thinking of smoking for a bit, but I knew myself too well that I would've got high and forgotten so I decided against it.

I looked at the time on my watch, knowing when I saw the time read '10:00', that I had two hours to waste.

"what was I going to do..." I whispered to myself

***

I ended up walking up and down the city centre, just window-shopping. I was getting bored and contemplating getting another piercing, like a tongue or a tragus piercing. But I need to slow down though because the boredom is making me create unnecessary but cool holes in my body.

To speed up more time, as it was thirty minutes before Dimitri's lectures were over, I decided to get lunch for the both of us. Dimitri was going to be mad at me but I didn't give two shits if he liked me using my money or not.

Lunch was going to be on me this time...

***

I saw Dimitri leave the lecture hall, as I ran up to him, engulfing him into his warm embrace. I liked that he was happy to see me as much as I was. Every time I hugged him, I never wanted to leave him and it felt the same for him. At times, it had me wondering who was going to pull away from the hug first.

"I got us lunch..." I spoke in his ear, as he pulled away

So it was him this time

"Iman you know-"

"Please let me have this one?..." I pouted at Dimitri

"I hate when you give me that look" Dimitri sighed

"You love me really" I smiled

"Next time I'll give you the money to pay for lunch"

"And I'll just send your money straight back to you. I value your kindness a lot Dimitri, but I want to allow myself to be a friend to you too" I stated

"You already are..." Dimitri smiled, looking into my eyes innocently "...come on I'm fucking starving" Dimitri grabbed my hand

We made our way to Dimitri's car. Of course, Dimitri opened the door for me first before he hoped in, on his side and I appreciated it.

"Oh the food smells really good- what did you get for us to eat today?" Dimitri asked, as I started opening up the bag

"I got us salmon poke bowls-" I took the food out of the bag, giving Dimitri his "-I remember the conversation on how much you were craving salmon, so ta-dah!"

"what would I do without you Iman?..." Dimitri whistled, as he started to dig into his food

"You'd be miserable in that conservative pig of a club" I stated

"Hm, talking about that, I've decided to quit the riot club. It may- no it will disappoint my family but I'll deal with those consequences later on"

"It's about time. You don't even attend their meetings and whatnot..." I ran a fork into my noodles

***

Dimitri had to force me to attend my journalism lectures. Dimitri threatened that he wouldn't pick me up from lectures, so we could hang out if I had not attended them. I find those lectures so useless and fucking boring, it's not the same as it was, at the beginning of the first year. True say if Dimitri never had this effect on me, I would've just flipped my finger at him and seen him the next day.

Dimitri and I found ourselves laying on the bed, as we were talking about god knows what. I began playing with the dark brown curly strands that were resting on his face.

"Oh, how you love to play with my hair..."

"Oh, how you see no problem with me doing so..." I mocked him

"Not you mocking me" Dimitri pointed out when all I could do giggle

I stopped laughing when I realised Dimitri was just looking at me and it wasn't just any old look. It was a look of admiration before we would go in for a kiss.

Oh is that what he wants to do?

I was getting butterflies and I haven't felt those butterflies since Alistair, so that's either a good or bad sign. Good because I think I'm on the same page. Bad, because Alistair used to give me butterflies.

I bit my lips out of nerves, as my eyes concentrated on his eyes and his lips. Dimitri started to caress the side of my face, and the butterflies in my stomach started to increase.

So we're really doing this...

My lips were ready for Dimitri, as he came crashing onto mine. My eyes were approximately closed for about a second when I decided to open them up.

Don't get me wrong, his lips felt great on mine, but I felt no emotion at all. Like all those butterflies, wanting to be around him all the time, just for a kiss to feel 'bleh'.

It just doesn't make any sense. How can I feel those things but I feel absolutely nothing, but weirdness when it comes to the kiss?

Just a little flashback of Dimitri and Iman's relationship...

Another update will be published tomorrow

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