Curiosity and Contacts

Chapter 2.

*Your P.O.V.*

"Yes! You look like a queen! Oh my god, Gil will love this!

"Can you fucking not? I'll punch you straight in the tit if you say more." I mutter. Here I am, in my room, standing in front on a full body mirror and staring at my reflection. I have to admit, I look good...but I'm not going to say that out loud cause then Olivia with just start screaming again.

"I'll be in the bathroom. Doing my hair, I guess." I trudged to the joint bathroom and locked the door behind me. Olivia just nodded and trekked downstairs.

My mind began to wander and I touched up my hair and makeup.

'Fuck. I am going out to dinner. There will be a cute guy. Shit. Fuck. Da-'

"Heyo! Earth to (y/n)! You in there?" It was Jack. Great.

'I hope Gilbert isn't here.'

"Also Gilbert's here. I picked him up on the way."

Fucking great.

"Hey, did you know you guys on live a few blocks away from each other? Yeah, that means you guys could walk to each others house's and maybe you guys could fu-"

I slammed the door open, hitting Jack in the process, sending him reeling away and groaning.

I feigned innocence and went on "Oh. Didn't see you there. Whoops." Just caused I was extra pissed, I punched him in the left side of his chest.

I smirked at the groaning figure and walked downstairs. Completely forgetting what walking down stairs are, I tripped on the last stair. My hands flew out in front of me, preparing to hit the hard wood. Instead I fell into a warm, breathing being. Gilbert. Obviously I begin to blush severely.

'Oh for fuck sake! This isn't some dumbass romance novel.' I groaned more out of frustration than pain. "He smells fucking great, dammit." I mutter into the albinos chest.

"Haha, thanks?" Gil chuckles and helped me up.

"Oh fuck off, Gilbert." I mumble with a small smile. "You look nice too. I thought I'd have to look good for all of us. Hey, how are you even still wearing those red contacts? Well, I guess you have one of those cosplay contacts." I sashayed away to the couch.

*Gilbert's P.O.V.*

I watched her figure swaggered to the living room. "Wow, she's so fucking hot and maybe I should tell her those aren't contacts." I thought to myself...or so I thought. That's when I heard a feminine giggle behind me.

"Well we're going to the club tonight so maybe you can woo her and get her to agree to a date. Y'know, cause you aren't going to have sex with my best friend without a few date before. So try and keep it in your pants for now, Gilly. And maybe you should tell her those aren't contacts." Olivia patted my face and walked to the living room. Once she disappeared, Jack stumbled downstairs, holding a bunch of tissues to his nose. I opened my mouth to ask what happened but he beat me to it.

"Your demon of a girlfriend smashed the door against my face when I said you guys live, like, a block within each other." Jack side-eyed me. I knew I was blushing once he said 'girlfriend'. Hey, I couldn't help it.

"She didn't hit you just for that. What else did you say?" I side-eyed Jack back and watched him.

"I said you guys could go and fu-" "OK! So who's ready for fun!" Olivia screamed as she walked to the door with (Y/N) in tow.

"-ck." Jack mumbled as his girlfriend grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the door. She turned around and stared at me.

"Hey Gil. You gonna come and party or are you gonna stand there all night? I want to get wasted and (Y/N) wants to get laid!" (Y/N) punched Olivia straight in the left boob, causing her to whimper and clutch her boob. "Not fucking today, Satan. Not fucking today." (Y/N) mumbled to herself as she walked out of the door. Olivia just looked at me and walked out with Jack. I just laugh and walk into the brisk, nighttime air. Well, lets see how tonight plays out.