Dorm 34 ✔

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

(Vanessa's Pov)

Focusing on the red shade of lipstick (that I had received as a gift this Christmas from one of my Aunts) I made sure not to color outside of my lips, carefully gliding it over my lips. When I was happy with the outcome, I smiled into the mirror and flashed my teeth, just to make extra sure none had gotten onto there.

Yesterday, when I left my English lecture, I ended up running into Marcus. Strangely enough, he told me he was actually waiting for me because he wanted to ask me something. Like the gentlemen he was, he ended up walking me back to my dorm, which we had spent mindlessly chattering. It was when we reached outside my dorm, I ended up asking him what it was that he wanted to ask me.

That's when I was engulfed with shock. Because the man I had come to be friends with, good friends with, ended up asking me out on a date. A date that I hadn't been expecting in the slightest. You could only imagine how shocked I felt. 

With Marcus' soft, playful eyes gazing down at me and a small smile playing on his lips, I couldn't help but nod my head in response, agreeing with the idea of going out with him. And so here I was, feeling strangely excited as well as slightly nervous. 

I had been on four dates during my life time. Two had been in high-school; Junior and Senior year. They didn't really result anywhere, and one had been more of a favor. My third one was in Freshmen year of college, again, it didn't really lead anywhere but the guy, Zack, we ended up seeing each other for a two or three weeks before it ended. And my last one, most recent one, was last year. That was a blind date, set up by one of my friends and let's just say I found myself better off without a man who thought it was okay to pick his nose when he thought nobody was looking.

Yeah. My dating history wasn't one to be proud of.

But maybe today would change that... Maybe Marcus' and I would actually go somewhere from here and end up happy, together? 

A flutter of nerves fizzled inside my stomach and I sighed to myself. Why did the thought both scare me and make me feel... off? Maybe it was because of the handsome devil who had kissed me so softly, yet roughly, which had continuously replayed in my mind a countless amount of times, making it difficult for me to think of Marcus doing the same to me?

I hoped not.

Shaking off my thoughts, I did a quick check over my appearance. I didn't want to go too out with my clothes, so opted on wearing a black bodycon dress, that was quite long and reached my ankles, the fabric hugging my figure. I left my hair out its natural curls and wore a pair of black heels that boosted my height slightly. I flashed myself a small smile, trying to relax my nerves and nodded to myself.

"You look great. Quit worrying and go get your butt out there." I whispered to myself and with one last smile at myself, I flicked off the bathroom lights and twisted the door open. When I stepped outside, I found my heart jumping in surprise when I saw the two figures sat on his bed, cuddling like usual.

Shit. I didn't know they were here... 

That's what you get for having earphones in whilst getting ready, idiot.

I inwardly told myself to shut up, rolling my eyes at myself. 

"Holy shit, girl!" I heard Roxy exclaim from where she was laying. "You look fucking hot, V!"

I felt that familiar wave of heat trail against my skin, brightening my cheeks with red. 

"Thanks," I let out a small laugh, trying to cover up my nerves.

"No seriously, if I were lesbian, I'd totally be into you." She told me with a serious expression, making me laugh even more. "Where you headed off to anyways?"