Lines

Chapter 3

Mystery guy!

I slowly turned my head to face him, partly because I didn't want to seem thirsty, but also because I had a headache from the large amount of liquor that I drank.

"Hey" I responded awkwardly.

"You must be following me" he smiled. His teeth were pretty much perfect. I hadn't noticed before, but the sight of that made him even more attractive. I did, however, notice his attempt to keep the conversation going and I wasn't going to pass this up.

"Would it be a problem if I was?" I gave my wittiest comeback.

"Nah, not at all. It's only 11:30 though. Why you leaving so soon?"

"I think I drank too much. I'm surprised you can't tell."

"Lightweight." I heard him snicker. I only smiled.

"Why are you leaving so early?" I asked.

"I didn't really want to be there in the first place. I just agreed to go for a few hours so my friend didn't have to be alone, but he seems to be enjoying himself now. Didn't even notice I left."

As we started getting deeper and deeper into conversation I had eventually turned my entire body toward him without even realizing.

The drive was longer than I expected it to be, or at least it seemed that way. We talked and talked for what seemed like hours.

"I never got your name" I said suddenly remembering that I was having a full blown conversation with someone whose name I didn't know.

"Connor."

Something about the way he had just said that turned me on more than I already was, but I had to continue to play it cool.

"I'm Terrance."

"Did you always have that coat on?" he suddenly asked.

"I didn't when we were in the line. I just put it back on not too long ago. Why you ask?"

His smile grew wide.

"That's my clothing line." He let out a small chuckle exposing the perfect teeth of his I now adored. "My full name is Connor Hill. That's where the idea for CHill came from. It's pretty much C Hill which I realized spelled chill. That's why the H is capitalized."

I listened in awe as he explained this to me. Who would've thought that mystery guy was the mastermind behind my favorite clothing line.

The car began to slow down and I realized that we were finally pulling up to my dorm. I was actually sad that this trip had to end.

"No way! This is your school?"

"Yeah?" I said almost as if it were a question.

"This is where I graduated from last year."

Everything just seemed to be too coincidental, as if the stars were aligning and everything that happened today, down to what I wore, was supposed to happen.

"This is cool. You can actually let me out here too" I heard him tell the driver.

"What are you doing?" I asked kind of already knowing that he had gotten out for me.

"You smoke?" he asked pulling a blunt and a lighter from his pocket.

"Yeah." I figured why not. I didn't have classes the next day and it's was my birthday. That feeling of nausea I had earlier had somehow seemed to vanish.

"I know this place on campus. Me and my bros used to smoke there all the time."

One thing I hated about the dorm that I stayed in was the fact that it was on one end of the campus and literally the furthest dorm from everything.

The building we walked to was nearly on the other side of campus. The walk took about 15 minutes which I'd usually dread and complain about the entire walk (I'm very lazy), but this time I actually didn't mind.

It hadn't been too long since I had met Connor but I somehow enjoyed being in his presence. He made me forget that there was anything other than us when I was talking to him. I wouldn't say that it was anything more than just me finding him attractive, but I was starting to feel like we could actually vibe which I didn't experience with people too often.

We approached a building that was familiar to me, some of my classes were here, but instead of going through the door that I usually go through, he took me around to a side door that for some reason was open and led into the basement.

It looked as if no one had been down here in ages and it smelled very bad. We walked through a few doors and down the halls as he peeked through doors trying to find one that wasn't occupied by anyone or overcrowded with junk.

There was pretty much an issue with all of the available rooms that he found so we eventually settled for one of the stairways which I assumed was also unoccupied.

I stood by patiently waiting for him to light to blunt.

I managed to sneak a picture in before he was able to turn his head and look at me.

"So wassup with you?" he asked after he had blown all of the smoke out.

This was a question I was far too familiar with. I'd heard it too many times and it was usually from someone that I wish hadn't asked. I had never really been asked by someone I wanted to ask me.

"What you mean?" I asked, obviously knowing what he meant.

"Don't play dumb. We too old for that. I'm feeling ya vibe and I know you feel the same." Only then had it occurred to me what he said about him having graduated already.

He looked at me with eyes that welcomed me in, but cautioned me as well. I gave the easiest and probably most common response ever.

"You tell me" I said trying to sound as seductive as possible.

Just as he began to open his mouth, my phone dinged causing us both to turn our attention to it. I don't know how or why it dinged because I usually keep my phone on vibrate.

I looked down at my phone to see what it was. It was a text from Will.

"We need to talk."

Great!