Night Changes [Completed]

Twenty Six

Chapter Twenty Six

"So lily, how'd you like your gift?" Chris asked from behind me.

Ariana and Connor had left. They had given me their gifts. Ariana gave me accessories, which were really pretty and Connor had given me a series of books, which was nice. I was gonna read all of them.

Meg said that she would give her present at last. Then winking at me she went into the other room leaving me in my room alone, with Chris.

I gasped at the newly made canvas in front of me. It was beautiful. The drawing was not of me, thank god but was an abstract one. But somehow I could see certain memories from downtown and school in it.

It was hidden in between the abstract touch given by Chris. It was so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes of it.

"Huh? Ya what did you say?" I mumbled my eyes fixed on the canvas in front of me.

"Do you like the gift lily?" Chris said.

I nod, no words coming out of my mouth. Did he really do it himself?

"What do you see?" Chris whispered close to my left ear.

His breath was being felt on my neck, and I could feel chills running down my whole body.

"Well I see an abstract painting without a meaning." I lied turning back to look at him and grinned as his face lit up in disbelief.

"Are you serious? Can't you see what is contains?" Chris said

"No? Does it contain anything?" I said playing dumb.

He narrows his eyes at me. Then he steps closer to me, so close that our breaths were mixing. I was captivated in his smell. Coffee.

"You're lying I know that." Chris said his voice was low and husky.

I couldn't keep it and longer and burst out laughing. I looked up to see a very confused Chris.

"Of course I'm kidding, how could I miss what you have shown?" I said.

He smirked at me.

"Can I examine your tattoo?" He said.

"Good excuse to look at my back." I said grinning.

He rolls his eyes and comes closer to me to examine the tattoo. After a few minutes he comes in front of me. His expression was blank. Weird.

"Lovely design. Where did you get it from?" He asks.

"A tattoo store in India." I said.

"Why did you make it?"

I shrugged.

"There is a reason please tell me." Chris says.

"There is no reason, I saw the design I liked it and I told them to make it." I said.

"I'm asking why did you make it?"

"There hasnt have to be a reason for everything." I said.

"Really?" He says poking my stomach.

I fell backwards. He knew I was ticklish but still. He was horrible. Should I tell him about it? Wait he never told me anything about his family. And I had never gone to his house.

"Ok fine I'll tell you" I said.

He nodded and sat on my bed. Then he looked at me with intense eyes. His eyes looked almost blue green now, I almost felt like losing into its depth.

"I made this tattoo after my birthday but before coming here. Can I tell you about it some other day?" I asked.

He opened his mouth to say something but closed it back again. He looked at me and then nodded.

I smiled at him and sat down next to him.

"We have a party tomorrow night, wanna come? Its in the disc. I'll send you the address." Chris said.

"Ya sure, can Meg come?" I asked

"I don't see why not?"

"Very well I'll let her know. She will be excited."

"Will you go with me...to the disc I mean?" Chris asked brushing his hands through his hair.

Sexy. How come i was friends with such a sexy looking guy? Wait what had he just asked me? I was too busy admiring him.

"Huh what?" I said.

"Will you come with me tomorrow to the disc?" He said again.

"Huh ya sure." I said. My mind was doing a happy dance. Was this a date? I hope so, that would be amazing.

"So I'll be at your house at eight."

"Ya okay" I said.

"Who will Meg go with?" Chris asked.

Suddenly the door opened. Meg came in smiling. Had she been listening to us? Spying on us?

"Don't you have another hot friend? Just like you?" Meg asked.

I face palmed mentally. I can't believe she liked this other guy back home, and now she was flirting with Chris.

"Uh ya sure I do have friends but not as hot as me. I'm the hottest." Chris said cockily.

Are you serious? Why do all guys have to admire themselves? Its probably because of their ego.

"Don't flatter yourself Chris." I said and gave a stare to Meg who just blew me a kiss.

"Ya I'll call Dylan" Chris said looking at Meg and totally ignoring me.

I don't understand boys.

"Whose Dylan?" I asked. He had never mentioned any Dylan before.

"A friend from London, hell come to visit tonight." Chris says.

"Oh I never knew about him." I said.

"Well now you do." He said cockily.

Why was he being rude to me all of a sudden? What was wrong with him?

Meg nodded and left.

"Sorry" I mumered.

"For what?" Chris asked looking at me.

"For asking you about you." I said not looking at him.

"Hey, no I didn't mean it that way babe, I'm sorry." Chris said putting his arm.on my shoulder and pulling me closer.

"Then whose Dylan?" I asked again.

"Dylan Woods, where to start from him? He is my best friend in London. He was friends with me since childhood and tonight he is coming here to meet us with his family." Chris said.

"Oh you never talk about him." I asked.

"Ya I don't know why either." He said.

We both sat in silence, but it was not uncomfortable. Suddenly he started playing with my hair. It felt really good. And I ignored the chills running down my body while he did that.

After an hour of sitting in silence
Chris' phone suddenly buzzed. He took it out and looked at me.

"Sorry gotta go, Dylan's flight is here. Bye see ya tomorrow at eight." He said and got up.

"Say hi to Dylan from me." I said as he left.

"I will" he said coming back in and kissing the top of my head.

Then he left, I heard his car driving of into the night.