"We'll be fine. You wanna know why? Because were Nikki and Vanity."
She nodded, staring up at him with eyes full of hope and love. "...And we get through everything. We'll be okay."
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"Time to wake up! It's noon and your guests will be here in a few hours!" Mom was over exuberant as she opened my bedroom door. I groaned as I sat up in bed noticing Nikki was already gone. I rubbed my eyes and looked up at her.
"Where's Nikki?" I asked her, she smiled sweetly at me while walking over to my bed as she sat down at the foot of it, "He's downstairs, the boys are enjoying the pool." I nodded as I got out of the bed, starting to rummage through the closet for what I could wear today.
"Are you dating him?" I exhaled deeply, I didn't want the interrogation this early in the morning, or afternoon I should say. "We're just friends, mom." I replied, getting irritated because nothing looked good to wear.
"And you have...sex with him?" She asked, trying to clarify for herself, "Yes mom, we're friends and I sleep with him."
"Well, why aren't you dating him? I saw the way you two interact last night and from an outsider looking in, you two act like you're already in love." I rolled my eyes as I sat down at the vanity, ha. I wiped off the remaining smudges of make up that were from last night.
"No we don't, we're just best friends, I know everything about him, and he knows everything about me. I'm not in love with Nikki." I explained, as she let out a huff, "Well does he love you?" I shook my head, "No, he doesn't. He's even said it. We've already talked about it mom, just let it go." I knew by the way mom looked at me she knew I was getting upset.
"Why are you getting mad?" She asked, walking over to me as she helped fix my hair from the rats nest it was in.
"I'm not, just everyone thinks Nikki and I are more than what we are and it's annoying. Why can't a guy and a girl just be friends?" I asked, she let out a laugh, "Honey, they usually don't sleep together when they are friends." I rolled my eyes, "I trust Nikki, and he's there for me whenever I need him." Sighing in content as I thought about him.
"But are you there for him?" Mom asked, "Thats the important part, I know you are very skeptical about relationships." She continued on, "I try to be. He's very difficult sometimes, and it's frustrating." I explained as I finished brushing my hair, now parting it for two French braids.
"Why's it frustrating?" I put the brush down, turning around to look at her, "Cause mom! He says things sometimes! And he does things that only a boyfriend should be saying and doing! Like every time he's away on tour, he calls and we tell each other how much we miss one another! And I spend hours into the nights with him just talking about everything and anything! And he, he just looks at me a certain way sometimes, and when he does that I can't breathe."
