Smile [A Cryaotic Fanfic]

Chapter 6

A/N: heyyyyy...I don't know how many people actually read this anymore because I'm the worst kind of person. But here's this for y'all who still want to read this story. And if you guys want me to continue please comment to let me know, it'd mean a lot 💕
-Carnival

Cry' POV
I pulled a black t-shirt over my head, carefully avoiding my glasses.  I jogged from my room to the kitchen scanning the counters for my keys. I was leaving everything else at home except my phone and charger just in case. I was going to meet Cheshire tonight. I was having a shitty night so far, so why not show up to this girl I barely know's house almost unannounced. It was about 5 in the morning, I cut the stream short this time.

I spotted my keys next to the toaster, they had been tossed there the night before. I grabbed them and quickly made my way to the garage. I got into the car, quickly started it, opened the garage door and began to pull out of the garage and into the driveway. My typical cd of random dubstep started to loudly flow out of the speakers, perfect. Music was the ideal short term cure. It drowned out my thoughts and let me just focus on getting to Cheshire's house. I needed this pure focus because it just so happened to be pouring down rain, I hate driving in the rain. Any sane person would've turned around and went home and told her to go to bed, but I am not any sane person.

Towards the end of the drive my thoughts found their way around the music and back into my mind. I thought about what Chesh might look like, the events of earlier in the evening, and so much else. I always have a lot of thoughts. Tonight just happened to have a lot more.

"You have reached your destination" my gps interrupted my thoughts. Thank god. I grabbed my phone and charger from the empty passenger's seat, opened up my door and stepped into the rain. I was soaked within seconds. I jogged up to her front door in an attempt to not get anymore wet, failed attempt. I knocked on her door hard and fast. I heard locks unlock and then the front door opened. I was greeted by a girl with a confused but concerned look on her face. Her eyes moved across my face, taking me in. I did the same for her, it's odd meeting someone and they have never seen you and you have never seen them.

This girl was about a foot shorter than me, relatively skinny, with long light red hair in two long braids. She was wearing a baggy green t-shirt and black shorts. She had freckles.

"Cry?" she asked hesitantly. 
"Hi Cheshire" I smiled slightly. She stared at me for a second, maybe taking in that it's really me, I'm not sure.

"Oh, shit you're soaking wet!" Cheshire looked up at me. "I might have clothes that will fit you, I buy a lot of men's comfy clothes..." She rambled. I nodded.

"If you don't mind..." I smiled sheepishly.
"Stay here" she nodded and disappeared around a corner. I stayed where she told me to because I figured she didn't like wet guests tracking water around her home. A few minutes later she came back with a t-shirt and some basketball shorts.
"Thank you, I know this isn't the ideal first meeting" I told her as she handed me the clothes.
"Well it wasn't going to be, I figured. It's 5 am and I gave practically a stranger my address" she chuckled.
"Fair enough" I shrugged and began trying to unstick myself from my shirt. She went to go sit on the couch so I took that as an invitation to change where I was standing. I removed my shirt facing the door but I could feel her watching me, still taking this all in probably, or confused that I didn't ask where the bathroom was. I'm kind of a dumbass sometimes.  I put on the dry shirt, but before changing pants I turned to her and she quickly took her eyes off me. "Hey uh where's the bathroom" I asked, trying to chuckle off the awkwardness.
"Down the hall on your left" she stated.
"Thanks" I smiled and headed to the bathroom. I opened the door and turned on the light. The bathroom bright and I had to blink to let myself adjust. I shut the door quietly and slid off my jeans. I put the basketball shorts on and they fit surprisingly well. I walked over to the shower and shook out some of the water in my hair.

When I came back into the living room she was putting my shirt onto a hanger and reached out for my pants.
"Oh thank you" I said handing my jeans to her.
"It's no problem" she smiled putting my jeans on to a different hanger and hung them both up in a doorway. After she was done she walked over to me and held out her right hand.
"Nice to finally meet you, Cry" she smiled.
I laughed, "nice to meet you too Cheshire" I shook her hand and nodded, very business man like.