Before Friday came Tom made a few more visits, strictly for the project, I specifically chose times when celine wasn't available. Alas Friday loomed nearer and eventually came. Celine actually raided my closet inside out, my sister is an amazing shopper and has been missing me alot lately so she sent me some stunning new pieces, now for Celines personal use.
Promptly at 7:55 Tom mr.chivalrous came to the door and stared in awe at his breathtaking date,(all my clothes and hardwork).
"you look beautiful" Tom said while fumbling with his shirt collar
"thank you, you don't look so bad yourself" said Celine
BARF could they be anymore cheesey. I ushered them out as quickly as possible, but in doing so I managed to do the stupidest thing imaginable. ...... I locked myself out.! But before I could yell out to the lovebirds they were already submerged into their sunset.
I stood there for about 10 minutes marvelling at my own stupidity and finally came to my senses, to the super intendant guy I went....only to find out that he was no where to be seen, looks like everyone's got a social life besides me. My last resort was to grow a pair and knock on Mikhail's door.
*knock* *knock*
He stood in boxers and an old t-shirt and it reminded me of the first time we met, those captivating green eyes met my gaze and a slither of a smurk ran across his face causing my pulse rate to go into overdrive. When I'm nervous my mouth has a mind of its own and I speak a lot faster than usual.
"so basically I locked myself out like a freaking idiot and Celine is iff with Tom and the super intendant is missing and it's really cold in the hallway, can I please, please wait with you until the love birds return" I Said at the speed of light
At this point he was ready to burst with laughter
"you mean YOU need MY help?, and what will I get in return? " he said
why oh why did he have to be such an arrogant little twit, I so desperately wanted to mess up that pretty face of his.
"fine whatever" I said like a sulky two year old and retreated to my pitiful corner outside my door and hung my head in shame.
Striding down the hall was my retard in tinfoil, he tapped me and pulled my hand into his soft, gentle palm, before yanking me up and against the wall.
Face to face, palm to palm, my heart collided against his muscular chest. His eyes traced down my face, to my lips and up to my eyes again.
"Don't ever take what I say seriously" he whispeted into my ear
He lead me by my hand to the couch and I was dumbstruck, remaining speechless and following like lost sheep.
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stay tuned for a night of laughter and stolen glances, also a recap of the lovebirds date, please leave your comments
