Me, Myself and I

38 (sneak peek) - It's not a date

This is not mandatory to read to get the whole plot. It's just something special and fun I wanted to give the readers.

Hope you like it and if you don't read it, don't worry, it doesn't add that much to the main plot of the story.

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You know, I've never liked someone. I was never into that whole looking at a person and going like "please date me, I'm helpless" whole deal. In fact, my actual first celebrity crush was only in 9th grade and it was Tom Holland. In the simplest of terms, I was never the boy-crazy type of girl.

But that was all until You Know Who decided to show up and turn my life upside down. In the space of almost half a year, we've passed from me not wanting to see him in any possible way, to me considering him to be just the minimum amount of bearable, to sort of friends, to friends, to fake boyfriend, to hating him again to realize that I like him.

Now, what do you do when you're an 18 year old who likes someone, REALLY likes someone for the first time?

Well, first of all, you start to freak out about every single chance you have to be in their company. I recommend you find a corner in a dark room and a pillow and scream right into it. I know if I were to have one I'd use it constantly.

Second, you try to avoid them as much as possible because simply thinking of them will make your cheeks burn more than Hamilton's letters to Eliza, and only face them once you're ready. You don't want to pass through the embarrassment of not even being able to talk to them once you see them!

I mean, I should know because, as of right now, I was walking back and forth inside my dorm, barefoot, waiting for Adam to arrive not quite knowing what to do other than bite my nails.

So here's how it all went down after we left the "amusement park". Thomas was pretty bummed for not doing a thing in the game in overall while Miranda was clearly trying to hide her happiness for being the one to have pressed the button. In summary, mixed reactions.

Once we arrived, he had dinner all together, and after the guys and I ate like absolute animals, we went to the to our dorms and stayed there for the rest of the night. And only there did I tell Miranda that I wasn't dating Adam.

She felt really sorry for misjudging the situation, but Patty was quick to jump in and say "but they sure as hell should be". An applause for my best friend, ladies and gentlemen, an applause...

The next day was free day and can you believe we were free to do whatever we wanted?! I know, what a surprise, right?

Unfortunately for me, that meant that the... meeting with Adam, could happen at any moment. If he were to be the same Adam as always he'd most likely ask if I was ready to go out in 30 minutes. And as of that day I could be physically ready at any time, but not mentally. Most definitely not mentally...

However, when breakfast came along, the boys found us and Adam actually asked me at what time would I like to meet with him so we could hang out. This, naturally posed 2 problems: one, I was eating and I almost chocked on my food when he asked that; and two, Patty and the rest were there, so that created a sudden silence in our table. That led to me feeling like the pressure was all on me. Because guess what? It actually was!

After a few seconds of me getting past the awkwardness of having 5 people all waiting for you to speak, I finally suggested for him to "pick me up" at around 3.30pm.

When we got to our dorms, Patty spent the whole morning lecturing me about how "I should have told her" and how "this was a change in the route of the ship that was not anticipated" and how "she had the right to know as #1 Cadam shipper" and all that jazz. She then decided to spend the rest of the time telling me what I should and should not wear and how I should and should not put my hair. I think from what you must know of Patty right now, you can pretty much guess how that went.