Jaded

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Laila's addicted to indie music.

Laila's addicted to sweets .

Laila's in my house , half drunk dancing to shiny toy guns .

Damn , even when she's acting kind of dumb, she's unique and eccentric.

When I woke up this morning I felt the day was going to be weird , because every day is weird to an extent , this though ...

"Andrew? Got anymore of that Bacardi ?"

"Laila are you even supposed to be drinking ?"

"I'm 20 k? Shut up and get some more " I looked at her , she adds

"Please?" Better .

It could be worst. She could be 17. But hell even then, I'm sure I would have still let her in when she knocked, telling me she was bored . She said

"Is that Bacardi that you're drinking ? I love that stuff!"

From there on she plugged her phone in my speakers and started dancing .

It has been 3 weeks since she moved, from last week to today, we talked everyday . Text and in person. I got used to her quirky attitude , her weird colorful clothing . Her favorite lilac lipstick .

"My name is Laila , so like , I should like lilac right ? Duh I do , at least that's what I think."

she told me some nights ago as we stood outside smoking cigs. Now she's on the couch , The only couch I have better said .

"Laila ? If you must jump don't on the couch."

I say as I laugh at her. She doesn't mind but she wont stop. I realize now though , I haven't even finished my third shot , I'm reaching for it , then I hear a bang behind me. "Shit Laila !"

She's on the floor , laughing hysterically. I swallow my shot as I help her up.

"Man if you would have told me you had alcohol , I wouldn't have hesitated one single bit to be your friendly neighbor , now I have another reason to."

she pronounced 'friendly neighbor' in emphasis , I just shook my head.

"I'll give you another shot but you better go home , it's about to be midnight ."

"No one gives a damn, I don't and you don't "

"Who told you I don't give a damn"

"I bet you don't !" And she's right , I don't give a damn that it's midnight and that she's in my house.

"Alright just sit then"

"Eh.." I notice her speaking was almost the same, she wasn't falling that much, but her cursing limit seemed to be forgotten with the alcohol .

"Shit Andrew! Those eyes"

"What about em".

"I didn't know they shined like that"

Ok maybe I was wrong, the alcohol is getting to her.

"They're hazel, i don't know if they shine or not"

"Gosh , guys . They have beautiful eyes and don't even appreciate em . I would loveee eyes like those."

She winked at me and giggled a bit. I felt my face warm up a bit. This might end up being a long night .