Sokeefe - upside down

Late dates and spilled "secrets"

"SHE'S GOT BIG BROWN EYES AND TANGLED HAIR, VOGUING IN HER UNDERWEAR, AND NOTHING IS BETTER, THEN DOING NOTHING TOGETHER-"
"BIANA!" I screamed, trying to be heard over the music that was blasting out of my roommates speakers
"Yes, Sophie?" The noise was right next to my ear so I jumped, nearly falling off the bed.
"Why do you hate meeeeee?" I groaned, covering my ears with pillows to try and block out the racket. Biana turned it down, though only slightly, before saying
"I don't Sophie, dear. This is simply pay back." She smirked as I slowly uncovered my ears and looked up
"For what?!" I asked "what could possibly warrant being woke up this early by this music?"
"You make fun of me for my nonexistent relationship, so I make fun of you for your going-to-happen-just-not-yet relationship" Biana said. Ohh, this was about Dex "if you listen to the lyrics then it describes you and Keefe perfectly. I think it'll be one of the first songs at your wedding"
"-I THINK I LOVE HER, MORE THEN I EVEN UNDERSTAND-" Andy grammar belted out the lyrics as I tried to understand Biana's logic
"Biana, turn it off. We can get kicked out for too many noise complaints you know, and we already have two from game night arguments. Now let me go back to sleep, it's too early" I grumbled before turning over. Mercifully, the song stopped.
"I'm not heartless you know. It's almost noon, so I let you sleep in a little" Biana told me. Wait, noon? I sat bolt upright and threw off my blankets, rushing into the bathroom and brushing my teeth. I ran a brush threw my hair just to make it a little better, and finally sprinted out to get dressed. I threw on a light pair of jeans and a black knitted sweater before grabbing my phone, my small purse, throwing on shoes and heading to the door
"What's got you in such a rush?" Biana asked me as I put my hand of the knob
"I was supposed to meet Keefe an hour ago!" I shouted before rushing out, too quick to hear a response

"Come on, come on" I tapped my foot, impatiently, waiting for the elevator to open its doors. I was late to see Keefe, but there was no way I was going to run up two flights of stairs. The doors opened and I ran out... and straight into someone. What was this? The second time? Maybe third? I closed my eyes, already prepared for the fall. But instead of the floor I felt strong arms catch me, and I opened my eyes
"Already fallen for me, huh Foster?" Keefe's now familiar teasing tone filled my ears
"Keefe! I'm so sorry, me and Biana and Dex all stayed up really late and I slept in and Biana woke me up with our wedding song, and I'm so so sorry" I tripped over my words, trying to say everything at once
"Woah, slow down. I heard something about staying up, and Biana played our wedding song?" Keefe quirked an eyebrow, finally pulling me up and into the upright position
"Yeah, Fitz made Dex sleep in my room last night, and we all stayed up really late so I slept in. Biana woke me up like twenty minutes ago with a song she said she was going to play at our wedding" I blushed at the thought, me and Keefe dancing at our wedding, Biana off to the side with a smug grin on her face. I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. Why was I even thinking about marrying Keefe?
"Who said she was in charge of the playlist" Keefe asked, his face deadpan
"Well, not in charge, but I say she gets to pick out a few songs for the playlist, as long as all three of us agree on it" I said
"So, you say we'll have a playlist at our wedding?" He asked me
"Oh, I don't know. I think some live music would be nice too" I said, thinking about it for a second. I looked back at Keefe as his lip twitched, and that's when I knew I had screwed up "not saying we're going to get married! Just like, at my future wedding"
"Sure, foster. Keep telling yourself that" Keefe said, smirking
"Wheres your room?" I blushed, trying to get off the subject of weddings, which always seemed to come up when I was with Keefe.
"Oh right over here. Sorry, got kinda sidetracked." He told me, gesturing down the hall a little bit.
"Why were you at the elevator doors?" I asked him, trying to fill the silence as he lead me to the door
"Waiting for you. You don't seem like the kind of person to be this late" Keefe shrugged, stopping in front of his door and pulling out a keycard, opening the door and letting me go in first. How sweet of hi- my thoughts were cut short as I surveyed my surroundings, slightly shocked.  The first thing I saw was the living room, which had a large L couch and one of the biggest flat screens I had ever seen. To the left was a small, yet still full sized kitchen as opposed to the small kitchenette I had. His bed was behind the couch and right next the the window that took up a whole wall, and had a breath taking view. It looked like a five-star hotel room, not a collage dorm
"Wow" I breathed, my eyes still sweeping the room to take in the tasteful furniture and small decorations. "This doesn't look like you live here" I joked
"And why is that?" He asked me
"Well, its clean. You also seem like someone who would have.... I don't know, not that in your living room" I gestured to a large golden statue that looked like a crane melting into a abstract blob that was next to his tv.
"Why, this is my favorite art piece!" Keefe insisted, stalking over to it and flashing a grin.
"Sure" I agreed, rolling my eyes "okay, actually though what do you want to do?" I asked
"I don't know. I mean, anything really. I don't have a roommate, so you don't have to worry about anyone walking in" Keefe's devilish grin grew wider as we winked, and for just a split second a image of me and Keefe making out popped into my head. I shoved it out faster then it had come, but it was still there.
"No roommate, huh?" I asked, trying to take a safer route
"Yeah, no one else could afford a room like this, I guess" he shrugged
"Your mom and dad paid for it, right?" I asked. A pained look flashed across his face for a second and I wished I could've sucked the words back in. He laughed awkwardly
"Yeah, uh.... so you know about that, I guess?" He asked
"Yeah. Biana told me about them after our first meeting." I said, looking down
"Oh" he sounded so disappointed, so... defeated, almost.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked him
"No, no. I just figured that it might be nice to hold back on that information for a while, but it's whatever I guess" I looked at him strangely for a second, wanting to know what he would hide that from me
"Oh! Keefe, no! No, no no. That's not at all why I'm hanging out with you. I honestly really like you as a person. Promise" I assured him, really trying to sound as genuine as I actually was. He looked so happy, I knew I did something right.
"Thank you. Really" he smiled lightly
"Okay, now let's have some fun!" I said, turning around to set down my phone and my small purse. That's when the pillow hit me straight in the back of the head