I WAS JUST A CHAPTER

Chapter 11: Classics and Pizza

Franklin

I am going to tell her how important she is to me before somebody else tries to make a move on her or tries to tell her anything about my past.
I am going to tell her how different she is because of her confidence.
I am going to tell her how precious she is to me. And that, I can't let her go.
I am going to tell her everything.

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Delysha

I walk towards his car wishing he won't mind my mother's arrogance. And when, I reach on the road he is already out of the car checking out his phone.
"Hey" I almost murmur.

"Good Morning, Sunshine," he smirks, again.

"Someone is in a good mood, today," I say walking towards the passenger seat.

"I am always in a good mood. It's just that you rarely notice," he answers walking towards the drivers seat. Yes he never opens the door for me. Because that is what couples do and we are just friends.

In the car Frank complains, "I wish, I could skip lectures and go a ride with you."

"You know we can't, they will notify our parents," I remind him of our stupid issue with attendance and messages sent to parents on our absence.

"SLC is a bitch" we sing in unison, laughing.

The whole drive to college we talk about the trip Frank is planning for this weekend and then part ways for our lectures.
Saint Louis is slowly getting better for me. Not because of the people around me but because of Frank, I guess because Bella and her group still make fun of me. Viri still watches me like I am a outcast and Daniel still tries to make moves on me with his stupid ideas. But the good part is, that I have started making new friends most of them are mutual friends with Frank but it still I have them better than not having anyone at all.

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At home there's roughly fifteen minutes left for Mom's arrival and Frank is in my room, to borrow The Great Gatsby for his literature, which is a lie that we both know but it is kinda entertaining to watch him stare at my bookcase, my study table and specially my bed.
What hurts me tough is that he hasn't made a move, he is waiting for a sign and damn I don't know how to give one. There should be a guide for this stuff. Because it's so confusing. I wanna do it and I don't wanna too. I declare now, that I am a dumbass.

10 minutes.....
"Frank, I guess that you should leave, cause Mom will be here any minute," I finally find words to say after watching his ass for a long give or take five minutes. And I can bet on the fact that those two circles look like Chris Evans. He turns to answer me but it's clear by the way his eyes are moving watching my lips to tell that he desperately wants to kiss me. Making me move quickly towards his side.

Now we are close enough to feel each other breathe and then the door bell rings......
"Mom," I almost cry and run towards the door.

"What about me?"

"You come downstairs she'll understand that you were here for books."

"Delysha my car isn't in the parking area. She'll know what we were about to do," he sights, damn he confessed that he had the idea of having some intimacy here, in that very moment I want to kiss him but the knock is louder now.

"Hide somewhere she won't come here...." I say walking towards the stairs, "Coming, Mom."

On the door Mom is alone and for the first time in this moments I saw that zombie I wished he was here to take her away like the last time.
"What were you doing?"

"Nothing was washing clothes and what about you, you are early, today?"

"Yeah I had no work in the hospital," she answers walking towards her room.
Her room is on the ground floor and her office is on my floor in this two floored house passed on to her by her grandparents.

"Good, I am hungry too, let's make food."

"Yes on that note. I guess I won't be here at dinner, have to go for an emergency. I guess."

I almost smile listening to this feeling satisfied still she is breaking a rule which makes me insecure, "But that's not good. We had a pact of eating dinner together and talk about life," I say in a dramatically annoyed voice.

"Delysha, it's important but I will make up to you on this by the weekend...." she says walking towards the kitchen counter, "still I have ordered pizza for you"

"Okay, I allow you, this time. But just because of pizza," I giggle and hug her. Not because I like pizza (I actually kinda hate them) partly because I am ashamed of myself, tonight.

Surprised by my behavior she whispers, "What do you want, Delysha?"

"Nothing," I answer still holding her.

"Really? I may not have been with you all this years but I know this kind of stuff you do, out of the blue, when you are uneasy or you need anything. You should know that this is genes," she laughs.

"We will talk about that later once your emergency is over but does this emergency situation has any connection with that zombie guy," I ask frowning.

To which she laughs and answers: "He is not a zombie. His a decent guy."

"Well does your decent guy have a name?" I ask kinda agitated remembering the feeling of his eyes on my butt.

"Emmanuel."

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Writer's Block:
"There's a Japanese phrase that I like: koi no yokan.
It doesn't mean love at first sight. It's closer to love at second sight. It's the feeling you get when you meet someone that you're going to fall in love with them.
Maybe you don't love them right away, but it's inevitable that you will. I'm pretty sure that's what I'm experiencing right now.
The only slight problem is that I'm pretty sure that she is not feeling the same."
- Emmanuel