Roommates And Dares

Chapter 4: Trying to be Nice

A/N: Highly recommend reading ONE DOOR AWAY by dreztrak!!
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Chloe's POV

I opened my eyes just seconds before the alarm goes off. Remnants of my dream were swirling in my head, but I don't particularly recall anything. I think about the guy in the next room. Again, how will I make him fall for me?

He's handsome, surprisingly nice and smiles all the time. If I wasn't careful, I'd be the one who will end up falling for him. It's dangerous but there was something about the thrill of it that encouraged me to go for it.

Time to do the dare.

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"What's your favorite breakfast?" I asked, trying to be casual. He sat up and yawned. 

"You're the one that's in my bedroom this time huh? Are you sad I didn't barge in when your alarm rang?" He teased. I took a deep inhale. Be nice, Chloe. Be nice.

"Quite the opposite actually. Do you like sandwiches?" He smiled.

"As long as you're the one who cooks the food, it'll be my favorite." He said cheekily. If only I knew how to be as flirty as him. Maybe then he'd fall for me.

"Whatever. Cheese sandwich it is." He smiled and followed me to the kitchen. It felt weird going out of my way to do things for him. Today was a weekend so I took my time cooking. He watched me as I prepared the ingredients. The silence was getting uncomfortable- I usually appreciated the silence in the mornings but it was weird because he was staring at me intently.

"Are you gonna say something?" I asked out of irritation. He laughed again. 

"Sorry, was I staring at you too much? I was captivated by your beauty." He joked. Silence ensued again. I stole a glance at him and realized that it looked like he was trying to use his brain. He looked troubled almost.

"Are you thinking about something? You look serious for once." I meticulously put the cheese on top of one another and put another piece of bread on top. I made four sandwiches; three for him and one for me. I put them in the toaster and turned back to him. He still hasn't replied.

"Hello? Earth to James!" He jumped in his seat.

"Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts there." He paused. "I had a weird dream last night. And I usually don't have dreams." Oh, so that's what he was thinking about. I thought he was mulling over the fact of how cute and out of his league I am.

Kidding. Duh.

"Come to think of it, I also had a dream last night. But I don't really recall my dreams. I just remember playing truth or dare with my friends." I said. That was about it though. "Want to tell me about yours?" If I learned more about him and his subconscious maybe I would know what to do.

"I dreamt of..." He trailed off and smiled awkwardly. "You?" He finished. I stare blankly at him. Did I just hear right? Heat started to flood to my face, and I turned around, watching the cheese sandwich melt.

"Oh like, you dreamt of us fighting? Hahaha?" I laughed weirdly, trying to find a way to change the topic.

"I mean at first we were." I calmed down and looked back at him.

"But you were weirdly in a light mood." He continued.

"So you're saying I'm always in a bad mood?!" I said with irritation. I was trying to be nicer but I just couldn't help it. He laughed, some tension easing off his face.

"Okay, that's the Chloe I know. Anyway, you asked me out on a date. That's all." I stared at him, puzzled. So if my thinking is correct, his subconscious wanted me to take him out on a date?! I don't know whether to be embarrassed or relieved.

"So, do you?" I asked calmly. If this were how things were going, I could sway it a little to my side. He blushed and looked away.

"I mean, that's what I was thinking about earlier." I smile, and wink at him.

"So you've been thinking of me lately huh?" I served the cheese sandwiches and sat on the table, observing his reaction. He seemed nervous being close to me. I'm making him feel this way? I felt giddy at the thought. Who knew making people fall for me would be this exciting?

I was usually the quiet, unremarkable one in the group. If you asked anyone about me, they'd say she's the one that gets good grades, or the one who's always grumpy in the morning and wears bad clothing. I knew I looked average- but with the way things are going I'm starting to hope that I'm not.

"It's not like that!" He argued.

"You didn't answer my question yet." I pointed out, taking a bite out of the cheese sandwich. It tastes ten times better than usual.

"I haven't really explored the school much and you're my roommate; isn't thinking of you inevitable?" He said, trying to cover up.

I smiled mischievously. "Okay, to make things simple for you." I handed him a cheese sandwich. "Will you go out on a date with me?"

"Wh-what?" He reacted. I didn't know that he would lose his cool this easily.

"I'm just making your dreams a reality." I said, winking. He closed his eyes. Seems like he was trying to collect his thoughts. When he opened them, his eyes sparkled like usual. I could tell he was in control of his emotions this time.

"Yeah. In fact, let's play truth or dare to decide what to do on the date. You know, just making your dream a reality." I glared at him. How dare he steal my line?

"Fine then," I grabbed the bottle on the kitchen counter. I spun the glass bottle, waiting for it to point to someone. I was curious to see what he would do if I chose dare. The bottle slowed to a stop and pointed to... Me.

"Truth or dare?" He asked. I suddenly remembered the drunken truth or dare my friends and I played. I shuddered at the thought.

"Dare." I said.

"On the date, I dare you to pretend you're my girlfriend" I studied him closely. If I run across Clarrise on that day, then the dare would be finished and I would get over my thoughts of him. It's a win-win. I smile back at him.

"Sure." I said. He looked surprised that I took on his dare.

"Don't tell me you actually want to be my girlfriend." He said jokingly. But there was something in his eyes. Was it curiosity? Excitement even?

I shrugged. "I just never back down from a dare." I take one last bite of the cheese sandwich.

Oh, it's on.