Lucky Love

Playdate

Ringgggggg...

I started sweating. Should I pick it up? Of course, I should, it's rude not to. I picked it up and said, "Hello?" "Heyy, baby.", Claire said. My breath got intense. "Uhmm, hah. Baby?" She laughed, "Just a joke. I always say that to people I call. Their reaction is funny." "Reaction?", I questioned. "How do you know how they react?" "Easy.", Claire answered. "Their breathing. Yours got more intense and fast. Isn't that right?" I gulped, "Yeah, haha." "So.", she continued, "Are you doing anything tomorrow?" Now I heard her breath tense. "Naw. I'm free", I said. "Oh, great.", she said breathlessly. "So I was wondering if you could stop by my house tomorrow?" My heart starting beating fast.

"What for?" "Oh, I don't know. I just need some company. We can do some stuff, you know. We can make cookies!", she laughed. I started laughing with her, "Haha, yeah. Yeah, I can go." "Ahh yay!", she squealed. "Okay, I'll text you my address and we'll meet tomorrow at 4?" "Of course!", I said. "Great! Thanks! I gotta go now.", Claire said. "Okay. Bye, BABY!" We both start giggling. I end the call and sighed. She's so pretty. I just want to run up to her, grab her cheeks and kiss h-. I paused. What am I saying? There's no way I could like her. Ohh but her hair. And her breath when it softly reached my neck. I tried not to think about it and decided to play some of her songs on the AUX. I click on Spotify and searched "Clairo." There it was. Her face. Her pretty fac- Jesus Rosy stop it! I said to myself.

I spotted her album that released two years ago called Immunity. The first song I saw was Sofia, the song that was playing during the audition. I decided to listen to the full song.

You know I'll do anything you ask me to
But, oh my God, I think I'm in love with you

The song. So perfect. I clicked on another song.

Didn't mean to get so close
And I know that I should probably go
But I got this feeling
Tell me, girl, I gotta know

Girl. So she is....into women. Obviously. But I felt so..angry. Who was she talking about in all these songs? Who are these people? I realized what I was saying and slapped myself. I'm jealous because she had crushes. What is wrong with me? Everyone has crushes. People they've loved. I'm angry because she wrote songs for other girls. I slowly started laughing. I'm acting like I'm in a relationship with her! But what happened to them? The people that Claire loved. If it was true love, they would've still been with her. Softly ended and another song started playing. But it wasn't Clairo.

Hold my hand feel my love
But understand it's all just luck
No such thing as true love
Its all just luck, Lucky Love

 No such thing as true love?

But that don't make love weak, it's unique
The chances that we'd meet and just speak
A million ways they give just to live
And I'm just lucky this is it, this is it.

That's it, I thought. I'm just lucky. I got fired, then I saw that flyer, then I met her. So there's no such thing as true love, there's only luck. The song continued as I drove to my house. I jumped onto my bed, waiting for the next day to arise.

My eyes opened. Today's the day where I visit Claire. I smiled and got up. After I showered, I desperately went into my closet, trying to look for a good outfit. I don't wanna disappoint Claire. "Perfect!", I whispered. I wore my outfit and looked in the mirror. "Okay calm down, Rosy. You're just going to visit a friend. A very pretty, nice, funny friend.", I grinned. I looked at the time, 3:30. 30 minutes left. I went inside my car and turned it on. I turned on my AUX and played some of Claire's songs.

The things you do
Only make me want to get closer to you
And the things that you say
Only make me want to stay

I received a text message. I picked up my phone and saw it was from Claire.

                                                                                       Claire!

Are you ready for our playdate?

Ofc! I'm driving rn.

Well, why didn't you say so? I don't want you to crash!

It's fine. I'm good at multitasking.

Oh? What else are you good at? :)

Bye.

What???

Haha. I'm almost there!

HEY! What did I tell you about texting and driving?!

You texted me first!

Because I didn't know you were driving..!

Okay fine. See you soon?

Of course stupid. You're visiting me.

Oh yeah. Heh.

But yeah, see you soon :)

Okay!! :D

My heart felt so warm. Even just by reading her texts, I felt like she was right beside me. Playing with my hair, softly singing one of her songs. And then I'm slowly touching her thigh, looking at her blue-green eyes. I've never seen a face like hers. She was perfect. HOOOOONNNNKKKKKK! I swerved my car around. So, don't imagine and drive I guess. I arrived at her house and walked up to the door. This is it, I thought. I rang the doorbell and the door opened. It was Claire. She looked amazing, even better than yesterday. Her eyes glowed more, her lips were more glossy, and her cheeks were rosy. "Hey, Rosy!", Claire smiled. "Hi!", I said, "So, we're gonna make some cookies?" "Yeah. But let's take a little break first, hmm?" "Yeah, that would be great!", I answered.

We went inside and again, her house smelled like strawberries. How was that even possible? "Let's go up to my room", she smirked. "Okay." Inside her room were a bunch of instruments. She had a white electric guitar with a small piano. Next to the guitar, was a pink record player, playing Your Mother Should Know. I started humming to the beat. "You know,", she started, "I was so excited when you decided to sing that song." "Mhm? Why?", I asked. "Well. I used to love that song when I was little. I even made a cover years ago.", she laughed. "Oh?", I smiled. "Can I see the video?" "No way! It's too embarrassing.", she blushed. "Come onnn!", I chuckled. "I won't laugh! Promise!" She thought about it for a second. She sighed, "Fine." "Yay!", I yelled. "It's on my laptop somewhere.", she said while searching for it. "Ah, here it is!", she smiled. "Now don't laugh..." "I won't laugh!", I said. She clicked play. It was a video of her singing that song. She was so little, maybe about 5 or 6 years old. "Awwww you look so cute!", I beamed. "Shut up!", Claire laughed.

We continued watching the video. I looked down and saw her soft hand on the desk. I should finish what she tried to start yesterday, I thought. I slowly put my hand on the desk and started reaching for hers. This is it. Claire noticed the hand trying to reach hers and immediately pulled hers back. "What are you trying to do?", Claire grinned. My cheeks turned red, "I-uh. Nothing." "You know that's kinda weird.", she continued. "I tried to do that with you yesterday, and YOU pulled away. Why are you trying to do it now?" I stuttered, "I-um, well um-." "I don't know what you're doing, Rosy. But I like it.", she smiled. She quickly kissed me on the cheek. "Well? Let's start baking, baby!", she ran downstairs and into the kitchen. I touched my cheek. It turned hot. I knew I looked like a tomato now.

"ROSYYYY!!!! COME ON!!! I DON'T GOT ALL DAY!", Claire yelled. "uh-COMING!", I yelled back.