She's fallen.(Paused)

12. Fucked over, again.

A/N: Play the song please!! it helps so much y'all, like for real. Im going to say when so don't worry about that.

1 MONTH LATER

Andrea Lucas

Life has been good, a little too good, might I add but I don't want to jinx anything.

Kaiden and I are... I don't know what we are but he calls me a lot of those little cute names. He called me sweetheart and sweetie, one time.

I was so jolly.

He kisses me now, like anytime he gets the chance.

For once in a long time, I feel happy. I'm content with where I am.

The project was a success, and honestly we've been making excuses to see each other.

Like once, he said that his fridge wasn't working at his house, but he never uses the refrigerator.

I think it's cute though, I kind of cringe at how jolly I get sometimes, but I guess that's normal.

Like as of right now, I'm in the store getting some food because I want to surprise Kaiden with a movie night, I guess that's our thing.

Popping up on each other for no reason, other than bothering the other person.
I also got matching pajamas for us, but I'm just going to tell him that I just saw them and picked them up.

Ain't no way in hell, that I'm going to tell him that I went to this specific store for this.

Shaking my head at my internal dialogue, I walk up to the counter and start putting the stuff on the conveyor belt for check out.

There's a young lady behind the counter, "Aww, girl, this is so cute!" She squeals.

I smile in response, "I'm just waiting for cupid to stab me honestly, because I think I keep dodging his arrows."

I laugh at her remark, "We're not dating, we're just.. close."

She wiggles her eyebrows at me and I laugh. I pick up the bags and say my goodbyes to her.

Honestly, it's interactions like this that make me not so nervous about talking to strangers.

I hop in my car and turn on some tunes.

≈≈

The car ride went exceptionally fast, I think I was speeding. I shrug it off and fidget through my keys to get the one to his apartment.

I've decided I'm going to be quiet and actually surprise him.

I open the door and tiptoe in, setting the stuff on the counter.

I look around and see my stuff sprawled out everywhere. I shove it over to one corner, trying to add to my surprise because he says he doesn't like his apartment being 'feminified'.

I internally giggle at his made up word and take off my headphones.

I pause for a moment, before realizing that I'm hearing squeaking and grunts.