Things Happen

Things Happen (Chapter 3)

Gaby’s POV—

            Amanda led me into her apartment. I’d been here once before, very briefly. We had gone to lunch, she thought she’d lost her card; she wanted to check that she had it at home, plus she wanted to pay me back.

            Luckily her roommates were out; she managed to avoid a potentially awkward situation, score! I thought. I looked around again, as if it was the first time I’d seen the inside. Amanda still had my hand as she pulled me into the back where her room was.

            Her room was shockingly clean; I walked around glancing at everything. I was surprised to see that she hadn’t made the place more like home. I was expecting to see tons of her artwork on the walls, or pictures of her friends, family, and boyfriend, but it was plain. Kinda like mine.

            Amanda went and sat on her bed, it was a queen just like mine. I smiled, as I was looking around her room. I could feel her eyes on me.

            “Not what you expected huh?” she asked.

            “Um. . .not quite, but its nice, and simple. Just the way I like it.”

            I walked over to the bed where she sat. I stood right in front of her, towering over her. Brushing her hair behind her ear, and stroking her cheek, I could feel her pulse racing. I smiled. I wanted her, I wanted her now.

            I leaned in to kiss her beautifully plush lips. Immediately I felt the electricity between us. Next thing I knew I was straddling her on the bed. My hands cupping her face deepening the kiss, while hers were around my waist pulling me closer to her.

            I couldn’t believe what was happening, where things were going, or at least where they seemed to be going. My body kept telling me to yes, but all I could think was what the hell are you doing?!

            I pulled myself off her, practically running to the other side of the room.

            “What? What’s wrong Gaby?”

            “Amanda. I can’t do this. I’m not going to use you like that.”

            “Soooo you’re protecting me? What if I want this?”

            “You don’t know what you want.”

            “Yes! Yes I do. I felt something back there, when you kissed me at the door. I KNOW you felt it too.”

            “Ok maybe I’m not doing to protect myself?”

            Amanda went silent. All I could think was Shit!

            “Look, I love you. Plain and simple but I’m not going to do this just for shits and giggles.” 

            Amanda fell back on the bed and sighed. I found myself falling to the floor, in the fetal position. We both were silent for a good few minutes. Awkward minutes if I might add.

            Then Amanda sat up and said, “Ok so what now? Movie?”

            “I-I think I better go. . .” I said looking away towards the door.

            “Oh come on please don’t. My roommates are all gone. I don’t want to be alone right now.”

            If that doc hadn’t put so much pressure on me to take care of her, I probably would have walked out . . . Ok most likely . . . maybe? Ok so I wouldn’t leave a friend alone to fend for themselves. What can I say? I take care of my friends.