Chapter 9

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After I got changed I took my phone and sat on the bed, thinking of a witty way to reply back. After 20 minutes of "thinking" I replied

: "Yes. But, if that raincheck doesn't happen soon I'm afraid there won't be a 3rd date ;) when?"

He shot back with

: "Tonight. I'll come back over"

I didn't reply for a little while because I was in shock honestly. I couldn't wrap my head around how one person could be so perfect, but he was.

And I said

: "9pm asshole. Be here."

Yes, I'm great at flirting, I know. Anyway in that moment I thought about Louis and about how he might want to come home so I wasn't really sure if that raincheck would be happening tonight. I called Cheryl and she told me that he had asked if he could stay with her again but they just hadn't called because of how busy they were.. Something like that. I spoke to Louis. He sounded so cute over the phone, so little. And he was so little, but my love for him was so big. I missed him so much.

But he told me he wanted to stay there again so of course that was alright with me & I started picking out something to wear.

I ended up wearing tight jeans that hugged my waist and a black lace top that was fitted tightly on my back. I was barefoot because I knew I would just be taking them off anyway.

It was still early so I called my very good friend, Chelsea Handler to come over and hang out for a little bit. If there was anyone to talk to about this kind of stuff (dating) it was Chelsea. She was so blunt - never sugar coated a thing. It was offensive sometimes but water off a ducks back right? I loved her for it anyway.

So she came over and opened up a bottle of Pinot Grigio, her favorite and not exactly mine. But still I drank it.

"So what the fuck why am I here right now?" She said in that snarky tone she always talked in which I happened to think was HIL-ARIOUS.

I laughed and shook my head in a "you're too friggin' much" kind of a way and said "Because we all know you're a slut and I have a second-date with Keanu tonight." And laughed again.

"Oh well what the hell you could've just said that. What do you need from me?" She said not denying the fact that she was, in fact, a slut. But that's why everyone loved her I think.

"We almost had sex the other night but we didn't, and.." She cut me off to make another sassy remark

"Hence the "almost" part you threw in there, Sandy"

She giggled and I laughed so hard I snorted and teared up. What is WRONG with me?

I wiped my eyes still sort of laughing and continued my sentence "Well yeah so I told him we could take a raincheck and then I told him that we'd have to do it tonight but like should I? I mean we JUST started seeing each other!"

"Hell yes you should. Sandy. Stop being such a fucking sweetheart and DO IT! And do it GOOD! Okay? My advice to you, you're welcome"

I laughed until my gut hurt "oh my god Chels, you're a mess. But you're a great mess and I think I'm gonna do it. I'm just gonna go for it." I said in between laughs.

"Good, you do that. Meanwhile I have to go meet up with people from work or something I don't know they don't tell me shit. But text me immediately after and tell me how it went" she smiled and we got up to hug each other goodbye.

After she left I texted Keanu to come over regardless of how early it was. I had missed him and his manly smell and the way he always felt so close to me even if he wasn't close at all.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 21, 2014 ⏰

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