Theodore
I was over at Tiffany's house after college. I was lying on her bed watching her sitting on her desk playing on her phone. I smiled to myself. I had caught her off guard by showing up uninvited. I had text her this morning to find out how she was as usual and it turned out that she wasn't feeling well so she had skipped college today. I hadn't seen her since the rave in her college and I missed her.
"Oh my God, who let you in here?" I remembered her face when I opened her bedroom door. She was still in her pyjamas with a huge, fluffy, pink polka-dot night gown wrapped around her. She had no makeup on with a headscarf wrapped around her head. She looked me over and then behind me, before back at me again with her mouth wide open causing me to crouch down in laughter.
"Why do you look so surprised? Michael let me in." I said stepping into her candle lit room and closing the door behind me. It smelt of Vicks ointment and strawberries - probably the candles.
"Oh my gosh, you cannot be serious right now." She groaned covering her eyes with her hand. "I look disgusting." She then lifted up her covers and hid her face from me, still not believing that I was in her room. I laughed harder bringing out my phone. I went on Snapchat and started recording.
"Can you guys believe this. It's 4 o'clock in the afternoon ya kna." I climbed on her bed and tried to pull the covers down, putting the phone close to her face. This caused her to shriek and try to crawl away from me. "Headscarf and everything, it's kinda peak still." I chuckled as she attempted to grab my phone.
"Theodore! Stop!" I could see her trying to hold back a smile. "The disrespect, in my own house as well." She mumbled once the red circle was complete and the video finished. "Delete it!"
I quickly jumped off her bed, I was dying! "Nah fam. This is quality." I quickly added it to My Story just as she scrambled off her bed and charged at me.
"Do not upload that! I will kill you!" she tried to reach around me to take the phone but I blocked her with my chest and hand.
"Too late babes." I say and before she could reach again, lean in and kiss her.
She pulls away almost immediately, "No! I'm sick Theodore. I don’t want you to get it." Almost as if she forgot about the video, she runs back to her bed and snuggled underneath the covers.
"What's wrong with you?" I laugh as I follow her.
"I've got a cold." She mumbles looking up at me from under her lashes.
I almost boxed her. "A cold Tiff? That's why you decided to skip college? For a simple cold?"
She chuckles, "I couldn't breathe this morning thank you very much. I need time to recover." She rolls her eyes and reaches for her laptop before looking back at me with a grin on her face.
"You're not serious you know." I tell her, laying on her bed, looking up at her.
She goes back to her laptop, "I still can't believe you're here." She mutters, typing up something. "I was hoping not to see anyone today." She picked up her phone and turns her head to the side as if she's looking in the reflection. "Oh my days, I look horrid. How can you stand to look at me right now?" she said, smoothing her headscarf down.
I roll my eyes, "You look beautiful."
Her head snaps to my direction as she drops her hand with her phone in it. "Why you lying for." She sulks with a small smile.
"Stop making man. You know you always look beautiful to me."
I watch as her lips twitch before she takes a deep breath rolling her eyes and then smiling hard.
