"what's the next color you're dying your hair?" finn asked, playing with a random faded pink strand.
"i dunno, i was thinking red."
"you're gonna look like a bloody tampon."
i turned to glare at him making him chuckle.
"your phones ringing." he said.
i picked up my phone, reading the contact name.
it was luca
i honestly don't wanna answer
"hello?" i said.
"i've been calling you for almost an hour, are you okay?" concern filled his voice.
finn must've saw the expression on my face and mouthed "speaker."
"i'm okay, i was just busy. what happened?"
"i wanted to hang out but you weren't answering so i came to your apartment."
i sat up.
"wait. where are you?"
"i'm in the lobby, this guy is looking at me funny. can you come down. i don't know your apartment number."
"uh yeah, i'll be there in a second." i hung up quickly before he got the chance to respond.
"you have to leave." i rushed out.
"wait why?"
"because he's coming upstairs and he's gonna wonder why you're here."
"why would it be an issue if you said that you guys aren't dating." finn argued.
"we're not but i'm pretty sure he likes me and he's gonna be curious if he sees you up here, with me, in my room, alone. so shoo."
there was a knock on the door making me jump.
i ran and looked through the peep hole and saw luca looking very impatient.
"that's him! go in the closet." i pushed him in and ran back to the front door.
i hastily fixed my hair and opened the door, trying to look as casual as possible.
"hey." i breathed out.
"hey." he pecked my lips and i welcomed him in.
my heart is beating so fast oh my god
i guided him into my room, glancing at the closed closet door cautiously.
i sat down on my bed, twiddling my thumbs as he started up a conversation.
i tried to pay attention as much as possible but i couldn't stop thinking about finn.
"who's is this?" he picked up finns sweater and examined it.
"oh that's josh's. i was wearing it earlier because i was a little chilly." i lied.
"oh." he sat the hoodie back down and started babbling again.
my phone dinged.
"i really have to pee."
this is literally the worst thing that could happen right now.
"who's that?" luca peeked over.
i tilted my phone away from his view. "it's mills, she was asking if i still wanted to hang out."
"why does he ask so many questions?????"
i turned my ringer off so he wouldn't be so nosy.
"idk, i'm gonna try and get him out of here. pee on yourself if it's that bad."
"oh, i didn't know you had plans." he scratched the back of his neck.
"yeah, we've been talking about hanging out all week. it hasn't been just the two of us in a while." i lied again.
"oh. i'll leave." he got up and gathered his items, which wasn't much.
"sorry about that." i walked with him to the door.
"yeah no, its fine." he laughed awkwardly, stepping out.
"i'll see you later." i called out as he walked down the hall.
he waved bye and i slammed the door shut, locking it.
holy fuck
i heard my closet door squeak open as i walked in my room.
he came out giggling like a little school girl, confusing me.
"what's so funny?"
he held up a finger, telling me to wait.
he let out one final giggle. "i just came out of the closet."
i rolled my eyes and walked up to him.
"i think he knew something was wrong."
"i don't. he's pretty dumb." he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"how would you know that?" i looked up.
"if his dumbass still thinks the cologne he uses smells good, then we're fine."
i laughed loudly and shook my head.
"i feel so rebellious after all that." i sighed.
"he didn't even stay that long. i should've came out with your lingerie on and performed for him." he wiggles his brows.
"i hate you so much." i groaned.
he started wiggling his fingers at my waist, tickling me mercilessly.
"wait! i'm sorry!" i screeched through giggles.
"tell me you love me." he demanded.
he tickled harder when i didn't oblige.
"ah! i love you! please stop!"
he finally stopped his torture, smiling at me like a dork.
fuck i really wanna kiss him
"then do it."
