ONCE

Chapter 8

I walk up to the door of my dorm. My key slides into the hole and I push the door open, and walk in.

I see James on the floor, in the middle of the dorm, eating cookies-and-cream ice cream.

"James, what are you doing?"

"Eating ice cream," He weeps.

James shoves a spoonful of ice cream into in mouth as he looks up at me with sad eyes. I rush over to him and bring him into my arms.

"Oh, baby cakes, Jade...she...she dumped me."

"I'm sorry, James." I rock James back and forth in my arms, while I caresses his shinny dark hair.

Jade, his girlfriend of nine months- his longest relationship- was his world and now she dumped him.

"Don't worry about her," I whisper.

"She's got me eating ice cream, that's full of fat, how can I not worry?."

I'm not going to dinner with Mr. business man anymore so why not help cheer up my best friend.

"How about we go to the club or something? Just to try and get your mind off of her."

"I don't wanna go to a club."

"What about a dinner? You can hit on the waitresses."

"Dinner sounds great."

"Let's get you changed." I help James up.

"What would I do without you, baby cakes?" James hugs me, tightly.

"You would have about fifty children, if it wasn't for me, because you always forget condoms," I laugh.

"Probably," James laughs too.

James un-buttons his pj top and shakes it off his body. Next he pushes down his manly pink pj bottoms, that I think are mine... The ones I bought that were too big for me.

"Where are you taking me?" James walks to his closet, strutting his lean figure.

"That Italian restaurant."

"So I have to wear a suit," James groans.

"Just wear your black slacks and white dress shirt and maybe a tie." I walk to his closet and pull out those items of clothing. "You always look dashing in this."

"Baby cakes, when don't I look dashing?" He pretends to flick his long hair over his shoulder.

"When your sitting in the middle of the living room eating ice cream from the tub." I roll my eyes.

"Whatever. Just help me get dressed." James shows me his best puppy dog eyes.

"You're such a baby." I bottom up James' dress shirt. He then slips on his slacks and then he tries to tie his tie.

"Do you need any help?" I laugh.

"Yes," He sighs, dramatically.

Once I'm done helping him I step back and have a look at him.

James is such a handsome man and he diffidently cleans up well, even after being upset.

"You're so handsome," I murmur.

"Why, thank you." James bends in a bow. "Now let's get you ready, chop chop!" James claps his hands.

James pulls on my arm, dragging me into my room.

"You know what? I think we should get an apartment instead of living in this shit dorm," James huffs.

"I think that's a great idea. We can go looking tomorrow afternoon."