Chapter Six

25 0 0
                                    

After the whole embarrassing ordeal with Niall I quickly grabbed one of my beach dresses pulled it over my head and was about to leave Niall alone in my bed when a thought occurred to me, "Sage and Lacey can never know! Okay?"

He nodded, "Okay." If things were under different surcumstances I would've laughed, we sound like 'The Fault in our Stars'! I love that book!!!! With that being said I went downstairs and did what I do when I'm stressed . . . Cook (or do art, but in this case cook).

And cook I did. it was still really early and the girls always sleep in after drinking, and Niall was thankfully avoiding me like the plague by staying upstairs, I know he's awake because I can hear him pacing in his room, directly above the kitchen.

I decided on making Sage's favorite dinner for dinner, aka when they will wake up, which is chicken curry and rice, then I figured why not make our own Chinese dinner, so chicken curry for Sage, shanghai chicken supreme for Lacey, sweet and sour chicken balls for me (yes we all really like chicken, get over it!) and for Niall . . . SHIT! I can't remember his favorite Chinese dinner. I already made Sage and Lacey's dinner and two huge portions of rice, one boiled, one egg fried.

I started to get to work on mine debating over what meal was Niall's favorite, and I could just cook any, but I hate seeing food go to waste. So I washed my hands after cutting my chicken balls. As I dry my hands I take a deep breath and make my way up the stairs to Niall's room. Normally I would just barge in, sometimes wishing I hadn't, if you know what I mean . . . Let's just say he gets along great with his right hand.

After a short delay I heard a muffled, "Come in."

I opened the door to find him sitting by the head of his bed a book in his hand, but judging by the fact the cover is upside down, he just didn't want me to know he was pacing a moment ago. I tried to keep my smile at bay when I asked, "Good book?"

He nodded, "Great, I'm loving it." His tone was extremely unconvincing.

I smiled slightly and moved to sit down on the bed, but stopped myself mid-step, "Anyways, I'm making Chinese for dinner, what do you want?"

He smirked at me, "Kung pao pork." I nodded and went to leave when he called out, "Wait!" I slowly turned back around to face him. He placed the book down on the bed next to him and stood up. He looked good dressed in khaki shorts and a plain tee. I couldn't help but take a quick look at the part of him that caused all this awkwardness. when he cleared his throat I realized it was a little more than a quick look. I felt like dying right then and there, but managed to suppress my blush, saving myself further embarrassment.

I looked him in the eye, and said softly "What?"

He met my gaze after a moment, "I want us to forget last night. pretend it never happened. Instead of playing truth or dare, you got together with that guy from the Mercadona and I passed out in my room. I only woke up a half hour ago and got showered, while you've been cooking downstairs. you are one of my best friends, and I don't want this coming between us . . . Deal?"

I smiled and rushed over to hug him, "Deal."

After we separated I asked, "So, you want to come help me cook?"

He laughed, "You know I can't cook. last time I tried I had to buy you a new wok!"

I smiled remembering, "I meant keep me company, the girls are still asleep and I'm getting bored all alone, plus I'm pretty sure you could use some coffee for your hangover. you did pass out drunk last night, and after all my hard work trying to get you and bio girl together!"

College 101Where stories live. Discover now