Truth Or Dare

twenty eight

Oh sweet baby Jesus.

I forgot the bread.

And I really told him I loved him? Stupid stupid stupid.

"Who were you talking to, Delilah?" Sela asked with worry as she got closer and closer to the door.

"Nobody!" I shouted and jumped up to look out my doors peep hole and see if Aspen was still there.

In all his glory, Aspen stood with the biggest smile I've ever seen on him as he leaned back against the wall. He looked so genuinely happy that it made a smile spread to my face as well.

A warm feeling spread throughout my chest at the sight.

"What the fuck are you-" Sela giggled then nudged me out of the way where I panicked.

Holy shit what would she do if she saw Kingston outside of my apartment?

Before I could do anything, screaming came out of Sela's mouth in pure fangirl language. I gasped and ran to grab a pillow from the couch to cover her mouth but it was too late.

There was a banging on the door that gave me flashbacks to the last night we had been together.

Waking up to gentle banging on my door was frightening, but drunk Aspen smoking outside my place was worst.

Aspen never smoked or drunk. Finding him like this had me questioning everything. Did I really know him?

Before I could stop him- he lunged at me into a tight hug. Slurring words like "I miss you" or "I'm sorry" left my heart sinking

"Delilah are you okay? What's going on?" His worried voice sounded through as Sela hyperventilated.

"Why does he know your name? What the fuck is going on." Sela rushed out in wheezed breathes. Did I ever mention she had asthma?

As she wheezed, the pace of my heartbeat quickened. What did I get myself into?

As I ignored the banging on the door I ran to Sela's over night bag and tossed everything around to try and find her inhaler.

The sound of her coughing had me speeding up hoping she wouldn't get pissed for ruining her neat bag.

Clothes littered the floor and I wondered why the fuck she packed a weeks worth of clothes for one night on my couch with pizza rolls.

Finally finding her white tube of air, my hands wrapped around it gently as I darted back to her.

With a red face and tearing eyes, she inhaled from the open end of the inhaler and took slower breaths to balance her breathing out.

It took a minute for me to realize there was still Aspen banging on the door.

Quickly, I opened it and hoped Sela wouldn't have a cardiac arrest this time.

His hair was now disheveled and worry filled those deep blue-brown eyes.

"What happened?" He asked as his eyes darted around my apartment. I didn't know if it was him looking for the source of the sounds or just looking around my apartment.

Sela stood with a reddish face behind me completely awestruck by Aspen. It was weird seeing someone so down to Earth being looked at like a god. But even in highschool, Aspen was dubbed a god amongst everybody there. Now in the real world he has the same reaction from everyone.

"She saw you." I muttered, not really wanted to embarrass her.

"And those sounds? Was your dog choking on something?" He asked worried.

"Also her. She has asthma." I clamped my hand around Sela's wrist gently hoping she could relax.

"You literally took her breath away." I continued as Sela was seemingly in a daze.

"él es más hermoso en persona" she muttered making it seem like the airflow to her head had slowed.

"gracias. Pero tengo los ojos puestos en alguien." He smiled politely while glancing at me.

Sela seemed embarrassed by the words that he spoke and I remained confused. What were they saying?

"You?" She pointed at Aspen. "And her?" Then moved her pointer finger to face me.

The expression on her face might have been hilarious if I knew what was going on.

All Aspen did was nod making her mouth drop and she began coughing again.

"The fuck did you just say to her?"

With a freshly red tinted face, Sela lifted up her inhaler and smiled through her cough.

"I'll be right back." She left flustered and I felt for her. This had to be a weird situation.

As she left us alone I couldn't help but wonder why me? I was plain, problematic, and average.

"I have to be on a plane in 45 minutes or I'd steal you to catch up." He spoke deeply as he watched his watch attentively.

Without warning, the pad of his fingertips brushed against the edges of my hair, pushing them behind my ears. The air that we breathed mixed as his face neared my own and his scent of minty vanilla surrounded me. Just as I thought he was going to kiss me, his soft lips landed on my forehead leaving a burning feeling growing around my face. Heat rose to my face at the simple gesture that meant so much.

"Goodnight, Angel."

With those words, he left while my heartbeat sped up rapidly.

After a moment, Sela walked back into the narrow hallway next to my front door. Her eyes moved around to find Aspen but she found nothing.

Dissapointment flushed through her features as I gave her an apologetic look.

"May I ask what the fuck just happened?"

Clasping my hands together nervously, I sucked in some air. Aspen was here. He didn't forget about me.

The hope that we could be friends lingered inside of me. I couldn't just lose Aspen again.

But despite just having seen my sort of ex who is famous and being hit by a car, I'd go to work tomorrow. I would clock in early then clock out late. My attire would consist of a plain ass pencil skirt and whatever blouse was hot ironed that day. Mr Lane would continue ogling me with every move I made. Everything would remain routine. The thought almost saddened me.

"It's a long story. It's cliché, dramatic, and sad." I smiled sadly.

"We have all night." Sela flashed her teeth with the big hopeful smile she sent my way.

So, we spent all night talking about Aspen and my relationship. She learned the high points and the really low points. It was weird opening up about him to someone besides Rena but felt good. After everything, she stared at me with envy and baggy eyes.

"What is it?" I asked with a tilted head.

Her plump lips stretched into a soft smile. "You're lucky. Not everyone has someone like Aspen in their life, you know? All the interviews where he speaks about you always had me wishing I was in your place. I wanted to be you and have this talented, handsome, and loyal guy love me the way he does for you. You wonder why I love him so much? Because of the passion he shows towards you to the public. Don't take him for granted, Delilah. You'll regret it."

A/N

Hi kiddos! I really want to go back and revise some of the first part of the book so if you have any recommendations please send them to me:))

Also I used Google translate for the Spanish up there, if it's wrong please tell me so I can fix it.

Have a fucking amazing day you beautiful human.