Moriarty's Touch

Finally

"Ooo he looks nice and rich swipe on him!"
Christy says from over your shoulder.
" Erm I don't know." I breath out going through his other pictures.
" Ok so the first two are him traveling, which means he has moneeey, and is educated. Plus he's just your type. Mysterious, dark eyes, and has mommy issues." She squeals.
I nudge her in the knees " The door is that way, use it." I laugh clicking on the third picture.
" Awewww he works at a children's hospital, that is adorable. He can be Dr.McStuffinme any day ." She squeals.
" Oh my god Christy"
"If you don't have him I will." She says leaning over my shoulder groping for the phone.
" Annnd he's a fuckboy." I say looking at the last picture of the doctor who is now shirtless posing in a mirror.
" Well he can still give me a full body check up." Christy giggles snatching my phone and taking  a screen shot. "Hmmm hmm hmm" she hums now zooming in.
" Aren't you married?" I say leaning toward the wine on the side table.
" Engaged." She says rolling her eyes and flicking the phone on the couch. " You don't allow me to have any fun. What am I even supposed to do at your house? Ogle at the pillows instead of guys and drink cheap wine?" She huffs leaning back and taking a pillow that's next to her. " So you got this pillow from Pier One?" She aimlessly asks as I swipe left on 'Dr. McStuffinme'.
The next guy is 4 miles away has 2 dogs, loves  eating contests and is a YouTube entertainer. Making me immediately swipe left.
"I feel like Pier One is over priced." Christy mumbles fiddling with the tassels on the corners of  pillow.
The guy after him is a bartender, loves long walks on the beach and saltines. Has sandy hair, looks mysterious, and has a gap tooth. With this I give some grace and swipe right. But it's not a match.
" I once broke a figurine at Pier One once, I just left it because it was like $45." She says dragging her fingers along the embroidery.
" Pottery barn" I grumble looking through the next guy, and the next, and the next who all posted in shirtless fuckboy pictures, some didn't have any, but they just looked like a douche.
" Huh?"
" The pillow is from Pottery Barn." I get frustrated and grab the pillow and chuck it across the room.
" Arrrrrge" I cry out as I lean against Christy's shoulder.
" There are like no guys out there that don't want to have a relationship on these apps. Just a Fuck and Forget." Me and Christy have a sip of wine.
"I just want someone who will hold my hand and stare deep in my eyes and order me the most expensive thing on the menu and not expect me to pull out on the first date." I say laying my phone along my legs and staring at the ceiling.
" Is that too much to ask?"
" I think I might get that pillow now that you mentioned it."
" CHRISTY"
" I'm sorry it was just on my mind ok back to you. Sorry. Ok well let's see..." She clears her throat. " Listen I don't think you should give up so soon on dating apps." She says rubbing my shoulder. " You just started anyways and you haven't gone on a real date since ...what was it? It was some weird name Alec? Alex? Al.... I have no idea, like hmm erm.. it was..was... was what's his face. Yeah what's his face from Sweden."
" Axel" I say in the wine glass taking a sip.
" Yes him! Yeah he was a goood one."
" He cheated on me." I say blankly.
" Fuck him he's dumb."
" I'm just going to delete my account."  I say picking up my phone and preparing to delete it.
" How about you just give it one more shot ok? Like just pick the next guy that's it."
" If I choose the next guy will you go back to remembering your fiancé?" I say raising my eyebrows.
She takes a deep breath. " fine."
I click on the next guy and swipe right. Without caring about his picture, job, and looks, I'm just going through the motions.
It's a match.
" Oh my god." I laugh.
Christy leans over and screams " IT'S A MATCH" right in my ear.
" I realize that."  I say sarcastically after cringing, and rubbing my ear.
" Don't DM him first. Wait for him. If he sends a pic leave his ass, if he asks for a pic leave his ass, unless he got a cute ass then stay." She smiles and gives me a hug.
" I didn't see if he was cute." I mumble, my cheek on her shoulder.
She pulls away. " Excuse me?"
" I just swiped right for the sake of swiping right. Just like you said. " I shrug.
" Well I meant until you like find someone not just some random guy." She snaps back.
" That doesn't make sense ." I say flailing my arms at her.
" Whatever let's look now." She says grabbing for the phone.
" No. I don't want to see him. I don't want to see if he's a fuckboy, if he has cats, loves skiing with his best bud or anything like that. I'm just going to go by his profile pic."  I tap on his icon in the corner, and his profile pic immediately pops up.
He has dark hair and eyes, and is wearing a suit at a bar and holding some kind of classy drink. But there's something off about that I can't place it. In his eyes there's something....something missing?
" Ooo Jim Moriarty" she mocks. " Must Be Irish."
" Ok that's it now we just- "
A notification from Jim interrupts me.
I hastily click on it and are brought to the chat.
Looks like we matched I'm Jim :)
The text reads.
" Quick what do I say?" I say as I nervously tap my pointer finger on the side of my phone.
" Just be yourself." Christy says taking the bottle of wine and emptying it in her glass.
" But-"
" If I wasn't myself I wouldn't have met Noah." She says admiring her ring.
" Where's Noah now?"
" He's..he's...he's out." She struggles.
Looks like we did I'm y/n :)
I reply
You're cute let's go out tomorrow night.
He says seconds later.
" Wow he's bold." Christy says finishing her glass and texting an Uber.
" No pick up line, no awkward conversation about what I do for a living. He just went straight for the point."
" Guess he knows what he wants."  Christy grumbles. " Noah should take lessons from this guy."
" Should I go?"  I ask already knowing the answer.
" Fuck it. Sure why not you have nothing to loose but your virginity." She says getting up to gather her purse and coat from the coatrack.
" I've lost my virginity."
" Damn then I owe Noah 20 bucks." She grunts sliding in her arms into her coat. " My uber is here darling. Do yourself a favor and go please."  She says while she walks over and gives me a hug while I'm still on the couch.
" Bye love."
" Bye" I say stifled by her coat.
Well aren't you bold. Sure I guess I'm free tomorrow night.
I text just as Christy shuts the door to my apartment.