Chapter 3, It's No Big Deal

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A/N Sorry it is short, I have been busy with holiday stuff, but anyways, here it is!

That was actually relaxing. I stepped out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around my waist and walked back to the mountain of boxes looking for spare clothes.

“Hey, Marcus I was wondering if-” Elizabeth bolted right into my apartment at 6 in the morning.

“What could you possibly wa-” I stopped short once I saw her face have a light pink dusting on them.

I looked down, I was only in a towel and my chest was bare. With no glasses and only in a towel, I guess that could surprise someone if they walked into my ‘room’ and seeing me like that.

Her eyes lingered on the beginnings of a six-pack on my chest, “Hey my eyes are up here!” I snapped.

She immediately looked up, completely flustered.

“Oh, right, sorry. I just wasn’t expecting you to be.. well indecent.” She said while leaning on some of the boxes acting like it was nothing.

“And I wasn’t expecting you to barging into my apartment. How did you get in here anyway?” I asked opening another package and searching for clothes in it.

“You ask too many questions, you just have to ‘go with the flow’ like me-” she leaned on the boxes too far and fell.

I was leaning against them as well and fell right on top of her.

I rubbed my temples in agony, can’t the world just go away? I looked at Elizabeth, her face was completely red in embarrassment. Her eyes got brighter, if that was even possible, and looked at me. Yet this time instead of her cheery, smiley, eyes it was different, like her eyes just got a lot of lust into them.

We stayed like this for a few seconds before Elizabeth began leaning in closer to my face. Was she trying to kiss me? First that creepy trucker guy and now her, this day is off to a great start.

I backed up from her, but she continued to lean forward and began slowly shutting her eyes. This time I got up and off the boxes, and looked at her. I was not about to go through this experience again.

When I did this, her eyes lost all the lust. Instead it was replaced by a mix of embarrassment, shock, and confusion.

She got up and pretended to dust herself off before finally saying something, “Were you trying to kiss me?”

I looked at her, “Me?! You were the one leaning forward! You tried to kiss me!” I retorted, offended.

“No, you tried to make a move.”

“No I wasn’t trying to make a ‘move’ on you. Why would I EVER try to make a move on someone as annoying as you Elizabeth?!” When I said this her face immediately got soft and her eyes began to water.

“Elizab-”

“No, I’m leaving, sorry for being so intolerable, I will stay out of your life if that is what you want!” She yelled as she stormed out of my apartment.

Well, what now?

I slowly put on my shirt and looked down at myself. I was basically wearing the same thing as yesterday, only my hoodie this time it was a dark green. At least I am pretty sure, I mean I still don’t have my glasses…

I glanced over at my bedroom door, it had been thirty minutes from Elizabeth’s weird flirting or something. I bent down and looked at the dirty clothes on the floor, I forgot to take my phone out of the back pocket in my jeans.

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