The Grey

Chapter 19 - Is This A Date?

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                                     Sadie's P.O.V

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There's a soft knock on my door. His knock.

"Yeah?" I reply and the door opens Nick pokes his head through the crack.

"Wanna hang out?" He asks shyly making me giggle.

"Absolutely. What's your plan?" I wriggle my eyebrows in reply as he steps into my room closing the door behind him.

"I'm honestly not too sure. I just wanted to hang out." He awkwardly says his cheeks reddening. "What were some of the things you wanted to do when you got here?"

"It's kinda morbid but have you heard of the museum of death?" I feel my own cheeks redden as the words leave my lips.

"Yeah in Hollywood?"

"Mhmm, if you don't wanna go there it's cool there's other places but I was hoping to check that out whilst I was here."

"Sounds fun. Let me get ready and then we'll go. Meet ya down stairs in an hour or so?" Nick asks and I nod. "Sweet!" He smiles his grin wide as he leaves the room.

I quickly get ready wriggling into a pair of disturbia jeans that have cobwebs embroidered on the pockets. I pair them with a turquoise tie die The Ghost Inside band top tying an elastic on the back so it's slightly cropped revealing a little of my stomach. I run a brush through my hair and grab my make up bag and make my way to the bathroom.

As I raise my hand to knock on the door it swings open Nick standing before me a towel wrapped and tied around his waist another in his hand scrunching at his long hair. I swallow hard focusing on his face forcing myself to not peak at the rest of him.

"Sorry." I mutter feeling my cheeks redden for the second time today. He smirks back at me knowingly clearly enjoying the effect he has on me.

"No worries, restroom's all yours." He replies then whistling as he walks past me heading for his room to get ready.

I'm so flustered as I enter the steamy bathroom, the air smells like mint and lemon. I wipe the fogged up mirror with my hand so I can see my own reflection clearly. My cheeks still slightly rosy as I brush my teeth then quickly apply my make up, finishing it with winged liner and a little lip gloss.

"You look cute, you off out?" Margo asks me as she passes me in the hall.

"Yeah, I think Nick and I are gonna go to a museum." I tell her begging my face not to betray me again by making my cheeks flame.

"Oh! Sounds like fun! Have a good time." She smiles then skipping down the stairs.

"Thanks!" I call back opening my room door chucking my make up bag on the bed, slipping my feet into a pair of black authentic vans. I grab a black over shirt, a pair of sunglasses and a checkered scrunchie sliding it onto my wrist then head down the stairs myself where Nick is waiting for me at the bottom.

"Hey. You look real good. You got a stomach tattoo?" Nick nods towards my stomach as he holds his hand out for me which I quickly take in my own.