Miscommunications

Chapter 17

After my final class which was guitar, an easy one for me, me and Charl had plans to go out together. I went back to my dorm where George was, to get changed.

When I opened the door of our room, George's eyes lit up. "Hey Bailey, are you okay? What are you doing? Should we have a lads night?"
"Wow, cool it George," I sigh, "yes I'm okay, I'm getting ready for a date with Charl, we're back together by the way, so no on lads night because I'll be with Charl." I managed it all in one breath and was quite impressed with myself.
"Sorry, I just don't know when it all got so complicated," George stated bluntly.
"I wonder the same thing all the time," I reply as George's head snaps up.
"Really?" He asks me, sounding hopeful.
"Yeah! Look, we're room mates, let's forget about everything! I'm finished with the drama this year, I just want to focus on friends and the music," I realise a sigh of relief, knowing that we will now be on good terms with one another again.

An hour later, and me and Charl are at the cinema. It's only about two minutes off of campus! She has her head rested on my shoulder, my arm keeping her close to me, and I finally feel happy. I have a beautiful girlfriend and some great friends here, this is all I actually need!

Once the movie is finished, me and Charl get a taxi back to our collage. As I step out of the taxi, I feel the brisk winter winds cut through my body, I shiver slightly. I then see Charl who looks freezing, wearing only a small leather jacket over the pink flowery dress that she had worn out. Reluctantly, I offer her my jacket, which she takes gladly. "Thank you for tonight Bails, I'm so lucky!" She gushes.
"It's okay, I'm glad everything's sorted Charl! I love you, a lot!" I don't even know where the words came from.
"I love you too," when she repeats my feelings, I feel self assured. I walk her down to her dormitory, once we reach the door, I lean in to kiss her goodnight. However, as soon as our lips touch, the kiss becomes more passionate and meaningful. Our mouths mouldy as one, she grazes her teeth along my top lip, causing me to release a moan. She suddenly pulls away breathless, but her face in close proximity to mine. She smirked, "so I'm assuming that, you're going to want to stay over then?"
"Are you sure Charl?" I don't want to pressure her into anything. In response Charl grabs my hand and drags me towards her room. We fling the door open, then slam it behind us I push her backwards onto the bed, our lips never breaking apart. She pulls on my hair, as I leave gentle kisses down her neck. She then pulls up my top pulling it off me completely, I think the rest is obvious.