One Nights Mistake

Chapter 5

Alan

I stand outside Crystal's loft, my eyes fixed on her window. After she left my house the first time, I just craved her so much. I couldn't get her face, her body, or the scent out of my head. So I may or may have not followed her home. I'm not supposed to be here, but I can't help myself. I need to know more about her, to understand what makes her tick.

As I watch, she gets up from her couch and heads out the door, carrying a trash bag. I seize the opportunity, slipping inside her loft before she can return.

My heart races as I move through her space, taking in the sights and sounds of her home. I spot her bedroom and make a beeline for it, my eyes scanning the room for a place to hide.

I spot her bed and dive under it, holding my breath as I listen for any sign of her return. Moments later, I hear the door open and her footsteps enter the room.

She's on her phone, talking to someone. Is it a guy? What's she talking about? I strain my ears to listen, my heart pounding in my chest.

"...I don't know, Maya, I just don't feel safe right now with Lady at the groomers," she says, her voice laced with worry.
My mind races as I listen to her conversation, my eyes fixed on the dust bunnies under her bed. Questions start rushing through my mind. Lady's her dog I'm guessing. Why doesn't she feel safe? Is it because of me? Does she know I've been watching her?
A pang of guilt shoots through me, but I push it aside. I need to know more about her, no matter what it takes.

Crystal is on the phone with Maya, her voice low and hesitant. "Maya, I don't know if I'm ready for this date with Alan." Maya's voice is laced with excitement. "Girl, what's not to be ready for? He's hot as hell!"

My heart skips a beat. Why isn't she ready? Does she not like me after all? I feel a twinge of uncertainty, my mind racing with doubts. Have I misread this whole situation?

I remain frozen, my eyes fixed on all of the clothes under her bed as I listen to Maya reassuring her. But my thoughts are a jumble of anxiety and doubt. Will she even show up?

Crystal's response is measured. "He's hot as fuck, yeah... but I don't know if I want to go on this date. What if it's awkward? You know I can barely hold a conversation."

Maya laughs. "Awkward? With you? Never! Her voice is covered in sarcasm. "Haha," Crystal says hopping onto the bed which hits my head. That shit hurt like hell, but I try to remain quiet so she doesn't discover me.
"I mean how awkward could it be? You talked to him once before and even got into his pants girl. You will be okay." Maya says while laughing through the phone.

Crystal sighs, her doubts still lingering. "Yeah, but I was drunk off my ass. That's different. We both know I'm a totally different person when I'm drunk ok." Crystal says while laughing.

"Ok but did he have that good D?" Maya asks, her voice laced with curiosity.
Crystal laughs, "Maya!, why is that on your mind 24/7? Besides, I was too drunk to even remember. I think it was though because he had me limping for a while."

Meanwhile, I'm lying under her bed, trying to stifle a chuckle. I can't help but find this conversation entertaining.
Suddenly, Crystal's voice drops to a whisper, "Maya, I think I heard something."

Maya's tone turns reassuring, "Girl, you're just being paranoid. You need a cold shower, that's all."

Crystal hesitates, "No girl I am not crazy. I know damn well I heard something."

I hold my breath, hoping she won't come looking for me. I'm not ready to be discovered at all.
"You know what ima just go take a shower. Today was draining." Crystal replies, getting up from her bed and walking over to her closet with her phone in hand."Okay, bye. Stay safe." Maya replies.