College Au • Maylor

9.

The day after the party, I couldn't remember anything. My mind was completely blank and it was pretty frustrating.
Freddie and I woke up at the same time and he basically dragged me to Roger's dorm.
He'd started avoiding me after the sorority party, without any explanation. I wanted to know why.
I didn't expect him to kiss me, but I'm sure it didn't mean anything at all. Maybe he did it cause he got used to it, totally normal.

Sometimes we're watching TV and we end up cuddling on the couch. We've become so accostumed to touching each other that I don't even realize we're constantly doing it when we're alone, until he apologizes.

Sometimes, we brush our teeth together, and I start thinking about how good we look in the mirror.
His laugh  has sort of become my favourite sound, I'm not really sure when that happened.
All I wanna do is to make him laugh with my lame jokes.

Some relatives figured out that we're 'dating' and  they started saying that I'm lucky to have someone like him by my side. I cannot disagree on that.
Actually I keep telling everyone how great he is.

I must admit that sometimes I question myself if we're still pretending. But these thoughts eventually go away.

We ARE pretending.

I get out of my dorm, reaching the cafeteria and sitting in the very back of the bar.
I wait for Roger, since we decided to come here and have breakfast together. He sits in front me before I can finish typing him a text.

Then I look at him.

He's moving his golden hair rapidly, which are a bit wet, I think for the shower he took.
You can always smell his scent from distance; a mixture of vanilla and peach. Perfect for him.

"I like to smell good."

That's what he says when people ask him why does he smell like a "woman".
He never cared about gendered products. If he likes something, he takes it.

I notice that his eyes are bluer and brighter, not sure if it's the lighting, or they're just like that.
I can't stop looking at them.
He flashes a quick smile at me, kissing my mouth briefly.
I feel my heart swelling, but I straight up ignore it, smiling back at him.

"Goodmorning dear."

"Goodmorning, how did you sleep?"

"Fine, but it'd definetely have been better with you." He winks, taking my hand as usual.

My heart skips a beat for no reason, and I shiver a little.

"So, Victoria?" I try to change the subject, in vain, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Oh, I guess she did. No texts at all..."

I look up at him, smiling sadly.

"Then I guess it worked. We can put an end on this." I try to keep smiling, biting my lip while feeling sadness invading my body.
Roger shakes his head rapidly, looking at me with a weird face. Almost like he's sad.

"No no no! If we end it, she'll be back at bothering me. Don't leave me now..."
I frown, shaking my head a little.

This can't last forever.

"Rog, we can't fake date forever."

"I know, but I need you a little bit more, please Bri."

I sigh and then I nod slightly, stroking his hand with my thumb.

I don't want this to end either.

What am I supposed to do after it ends?