Once upon a Fuck you

Chapter 8, Stargazingly beautiful

*Mel's POV*

So yesterday morning me and Sarah went to the headmaster to report what had happened. He informed us there are no cameras in the halls so they couldn't check. He also said he didn't see it as something that should be done somethig about since paper flowers are quite harmless.

When I said that I found it disturbing that someone had been in our dorm without us knowing he was suddenly incredibly bussy and needed us to leave because he had limited time for us.

I saw him that afternoon eating a donut in the cafeteria.

Long story short: we aren't getting any help from the school self, so we'll have to do it on our own.

Also hamsters like donuts.

Anyway, today we had all our classes like usual and now we are having a movie night at our dorm.

*Connor's POV*

Me and Sarah walk back inside her and Mel's room with snacks and drinks we just got. Mel and Sam are already sitting on the couch together looking at something on her phone.

Why does he have to be so close to her? Irritation bubbles up and my mood sinks.

I plop down on the couch on the other side of Mel and open the snacks when Sarah walks in with the drinks.

Jeanette is sitting on Sarah's bed scrolling on her phone. She laughs at something she sees and Sam and Mel look up at her.

Has her side profile always been this defined?

'Mel, you have to see this.' Jenna laughs and Mel stands up to sit beside her.

I sigh and slouch back. On my side I hear the two girls laughing and somehow there is something about Melanie's voice that makes my mind shut off. I hate it.

Sarah plops down on the ground with her pillows and blankets and she starts the film. It's a comedy, See No Evil, Hear No Evil. And I swear I don't want to but everytime I hear her laugh my gaze turns to her and everytime I stare a little longer than I should.

I swear I'm not a creep.

I don't understand what the fuck is going on with me. I really hate this feeling. It's like everything is unpredictable. I want to be in her pressence, hell I want to make her laugh and smile and happy. But when I am with her it's like I don't have control over anything anymore and I hate that.

Maybe I should smoke less. Yeah, thats probably it.

When the film is done me and Sam leave to pick up Miles from the airport. He is a childhood friend of mine and Sam, and he joined last minute for this semester.

I am driving with Sam next to me to the airport and we are talking and making jokes. Me and Sam are friends from childhood too. I'm pretty sure we met on the playground. We both wanted to go on the swing but there was just one so I pushed him off. My mom saw that and scolded me and then she took us for ice cream and since then we have been best friends.

When we are parked and well we get out and it doesn't take me long to spot the messy haired brunette with his headphones and not-so-white anymore sneakers, manouvering through the mass of people on his skateboard.

When he spots us a wide boyish grin takes place on his face and he heads our way. He jumps off his skateboard and looks at me as I lean against the car and smile at him. He pats my chest and smirks.

'Looking good as ever, Evans.' He walks further and dumps his skateboard and backpack in the trunk.

'Samuel.' He grins and looks him up and down. 'I'm not sure if I can say the same about you, tho.' I think he might breath sarcasm instead of oxygen.