The next day, we go back to campus without really knowing where we stand with our parents. They haven't tried to call us or talk to us at all. Bella's mom let us stay with her over night and in the morning, we just decided to leave. Mom and Dad need some time to cool off before we have a real discussion.
It's Saturday and I know that Bella is going to a party tonight. She's been flirting with this guy in one of her classes lately and she's pretty confident that they're going to finally hook up tonight. I don't want to go with her, so I opt to just making myself a nice dinner and turning in early. I've had a long few days, so I don't mind just calming down for the day.
Since Jesse is with Clay, I have the apartment to myself while I'm making dinner.
As the chicken is in the oven, I'm about to decide on a side dish when there's a knock at the door. I look through the peephole and am pleasantly surprised to see Shaw standing on the other side of my door.
"Hey," I greet him with a smile and let him come into the apartment. "What are you doing here?"
"How'd it go?" He asks me. "You didn't stay home, so I'm taking that as a bad sign?"
"Yeah, it wasn't a great time," I sigh, going back to the kitchen. "You want to stay for dinner?"
"Always. What are you cooking?"
"Just some chicken and maybe a vegetable because I'm feeling good about myself," I say jokingly.
"So what happened? Did you go through with everything?"
"I did," I confirm with a nod. "I told them that I quit law, they went into denial and got pretty pissed. But then Jesse came out, and they got even angrier. My dad yelled a lot, my mom started asking him some really bizarre questions, and it was just all around a bad night for everybody."
"At least you told them," He leans against the counter and watches me cook because he knows that I don't like it when people try to help. I appreciate their willingness to try and help make the food, but I'd just prefer to do it all myself.
"Yeah, I know. It feels good. I feel good," I confirm. "What are your plans for the night?"
"I don't know, I was just going to hang out here with you," He says with a shrug.
"You want to get drunk and watch Bob Ross videos?" I ask him curiously.
"That's all I've ever wanted to do," He says jokingly as I get dinner ready. Thankfully, I cooked enough for two because I was planning on packing some up for dinner tomorrow as well, but I don't mind sharing. There are a bunch of Bob Ross episodes on Netflix, so we get our plates of chicken ready with some beer and head into the living room.
It's usually a thing that I do with Bella, watch Bob Ross's painting videos, because they're so calm and oddly motivational. I don't think that Shaw will enjoy it as much as Bella does, but it was the first thing that came to mind to ask him if he wanted to stay. I'd much rather spend my night hanging out with Shaw than spending it alone.
"You do this a lot?" Shaw wonders once the episode starts.
"Sure I do. You don't? Watching Bob Ross is like an immediate mood improver and it's even better when you're drunk," I explain to him. "Just shut up, don't knock it 'til you try it."
"Alright," He concedes with a small laugh. "I'm giving it a chance."
We're sitting far apart on the couch as to avoid any bodily contact. We've been doing well being just friends lately, but it gets trickier when we accidentally touch or make any unexpected eye contact, there's some awkwardness. I think that it's because we're both still attracted to each other and we want to be together, we just need to wait for things to calm down before we do anything. I'm okay with dealing with the awkwardness if it means that we can be friends.
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She's Kind of a Disaster
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