Falling in love is not rational. It's madness. A beautiful, wonderful moment of magnificent insanity. ~Michael faudet
Today was the day I was hanging out with Lydia. It was a Saturday day and that's the day Lydia and I hang out talk about our problems and stuff. Today we were going to go to a restaurant that had great wine and then go shopping.
What I wore was simple. I put on a loose shirt with writing on it some light skinny jeans and a flannel. Of course going out with Lydia was always simple yet fashionable.
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"Hi Cole." I say as I kiss him on the cheek. He sits on the couch playing the Xbox. He was so focused I don't even think he noticed me.
I waited about 2 minutes just standing there wondering if he noticed me but clearly he didn't.
"I'm going to go have sex with the gay man next door." I say to get his attention. His head snaps immediately to me.
He has the funniest face on and then says "wait... what?" He says confused
"I'm joking, I'm going to head out and be with Lydia for a couple hours." I say as I grab my keys.
"Okay, Dylan is going to come over for a few hours." He says as he starts the game he's playing back up again.
Time skip
Lydia and I sat at this cute little French restaurant that Lydia always found amusing. They had great pasta and great wine.
She went on about her and Stiles and said how scott, Stiles best friend, is coming to vist.
"So, how are things with you and Cole?" She says with a slight smirk on her face.
"Uh... were good." I say not making eye contact.
"Madeline, sweetheart, I know when someone is in love or falling in love." She says as she sips her wine. "You my dear, have some with Cole."
She's right. I just don't want to say anything because I'll get the whole 'I was right and you were wrong'.
"Okay, there might be a little tension between us." I say as a smile rises on my face.
"Like sexual tension?" She whisperes to me. Of course she wants me to have sex. She's Lydia what do you expect.
"Lydia!" I say as I laugh and so does she. "No sexual tension." I say as I eat the pasta in front of me.
