change me

chapter 6

I see Riley at his door, his hair was formed into a messy, hot mixture. His apartment smelled of Cinnamon and Pizza, burnt pizza.

"Sorry for the smoke, It was my attempt to impress you with my Italian food fetish." He said with no emotion, and I started laughing.

"That's alright. You cook?"

"I try to. Doesn't work out." He said in between laughs. "Oh, I'm sorry, come on in."

He waves his arms in a direction toward the interior of the apartment. I step inside, slip off my shoes, and walk around his living room.

"Very boyish." I state, making him laugh.

"Well I try to be." We both laugh.

I look over at the kitchen, and see a very burnt pizza on the stove. I walk over to it, and notice it was pineapple pizza, just like the kind I had earlier that day.

"Pineapple? You remembered?" I say, shocked that he pays attention to the little things.

"Definitely. I like to take into account what my future lover likes to eat, so I know what to get. Sensing by your lack of pepperoni on pizza, I assume you don't like meatballs. Just thinking out loud." He says.

Future lover. I couldn't get that out of my head. Was he trying to make this more than it needed to be? After all, every relationship I've ever had ended up badly. I didn't want to hurt him.

"Oh. Well you got the meatball part right," I laugh, "but it's late, I think I should get going."

"Are you sure? We haven't even watched The Proposal yet!" He says sarcastically, in a whining manner.

"Very funny. But yes, I think so. You look like you could use the sleep as well. Those bags under your eyes don't look comforting." I say.

"You're right. Well it was nice seeing you, in my opinion I would choose your face being the last one I see everyday." He says, completely casually.

I blush, and smile. "Goodnight Riley." I say as I walk over the door, opening it.

"Goodnight Grace," he says as he accompanies me out the door. "By the way, all your efforts to keep me away from you are going to fail. I'm an observant person, and by the look your giving me right now, you're scared. Don't be. If you need me I'm here.

For now, I think to myself. I smile, as Riley closes the door. I slowly walk down the stairs of the building, again, thinking about Riley.

Future lover.

I get to my apartment, walk inside, and lick the door. I slide my back down the door, until I'm sitting on the floor. I smile to myself, get up, and go to my room for bed.

Once I'm laying down, I look at my ceiling, and wonder. Maybe Riley, two floors up, in his bed with his messy hair, is thinking about me too.

I fall asleep thinking of Riley Cooper.