Stealing Kisses. (Girlxgirl)

Questions. (7)

Saturday morning had came and the first thing I thought about was that 'date' with Francesca. Yeah, I managed to get her number because I just can.

I stayed in bed for an hour or so just thinking about things. Mostly about the event that had happened few days ago, about the strip tease thing. I wasn't too sure if I'd do those things again, but I knew, not with Louise nor Kendra. It felt horribly weird and wrong. It felt like kissing your sister, despite the fact that I don't have any. I'm an only child. I've had cousins for brothers and those two idiots for sisters and I'd never change it for the world.

I decided to give Francesca a good morning message, just to be sweet, you know. And to remind her about today because I was pretty excited, I was really looking forward to it and it'd make me terribly upset if she cancel or even postpone our day. But I tried not to expect too much, I learned. I couldn't stop myself from having a certain feeling, I just couldn't. No matter how hard I imagine to try, it would invade my mind unless I do something to satisfy it. But it felt good, it was my guilty pleasure.

So, I messaged her and half an hour later she replied. Thank God, I thought.

I decided I wanted to hear her voice so I called. It didn't take her long to answer, not that I had any problems if she took her time.

"What is it you want?"

"Good morning to you too, Hamilton" I had decided not to tease her, tease her about calling her 'Fran.' It felt cruel, too cruel so I hadn't. "How are you today?"

"Skip to the chase," she said, rather impatiently as if she had plans, plans that didn't include me which made me worried but I managed to push it away from the time being.

"I hope you didn't forget about our little get-together," I said cheerfully.

"Unfortunately not. What time will you pick me up?"

I was quite surprised, but not too surprised that she had asked me a question that had been according to my choice instead of her, usually demanding and bossing people around. It was quite polite of her somehow and I appreciated it.

But I had to ask so I have at least an idea what time I could pick her up. So I did. "What time do you want me to?"

After awhile, there was silence. The kind of silence that I didn't like, that made me feel that something went wrong. There was hesitation.

"Is that how you treat your dates?"

"What?" I said in confusion. I made a face though she couldn't see me over the phone. I didn't know whether it was a good thing she asked.

"You don't prepare, I don't like it"

"But I was just-"

"A good date should be planned,"

I went silent for awhile, I thought of my words carefully. I thought it through, thinking if it was fine or acceptable to say it. I suppose having lunch with her would be acceptable and we could do something afterwards. "Is 12:45 fine? I'd like to have lunch with you, if you don't mind"

"No, I don't mind. Come to my place but I'll text you to let you know I'm coming," she stopped to think, then continued. "You don't have to come inside. Wait out,"

I nodded even though she couldn't see, so I told her it was totally fine while nodding. After that, she hung up, not caring to say goodbye but I didn't want to push it. She had agreed to spend her day with me and I couldn't ask for more so I left it behind and got myself ready.

It was about 9 when I had gotten out of bed and thought, she wouldn't mind having my cousins around, would she? But then I remembered she hated the Cadwells for unknown reasons but it may had been just about me. I could ask them to leave but the place was large enough to be apart from each other. They'd just stay in their rooms most of the time. So I thought it was fine. Definitely fine. I just wanted Francesca's presence, I didn't care where, I just wanted her there with me.