The Bad Boys Roommate

-You've Been Served-

After a couple hours of Carter and I sitting in his car in the parking lot, talking like we couldn't get enough of eachother he smiles looking down in his lap.

"I had a great time, truly." I say as he glances over at me from the drivers seat of his car, a sweet smile plastered on his face, with these eyes I can't even dare to explain. The way they're gazing into mine, almost like he adored every part of me. They shine in the light as we sit in the dimly lit parking lot, randomly scattered street lamps down the road.

"Alice, you're super fucking cool. Everything I thought you'd be. I hope you know that I don't connect with people in one day like me and you just did. And I won't forget that." He says.

I look at him and laugh slightly, 'super fucking cool', never thought those words would come out of his mouth. "And you're super fucking cool yourself." We both laugh.

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Carter and I say our goodbyes and I begin the journey down the long hall to my dorm room. As I'm walking thoughts of Dakota seem to swarm my head. But why? I just spent hours with Carter and he's everything I could have imagined. But .. how can one just put out a fire that's been kindling? Can I just forget him? Can I sweep all the latest sparks under the rug? Like they never happened. Right? Right. That's all I need to do.

      I slowly creek the door open and slip into the dorm. My eyes raking the dorm room checking for any sign of Dakota. None to be found. Good this is good. That hint of disappointment I'm feeling is quickly shoved aside. Nope. It doesn't exist. I head into my room, still no Dakota? Odd. Either way it's none of my business where he is. Probably fucking some whore. Like the little man whore he is.

     Changing into some shorts and a cami, I slip into my warm bed. Pulling out my book. The book I can't read without a light because SOMEONE broke it. Hours pass and I've literally almost finished the book. The moonlight is streaming through the window and I can feel myself drifting off. My thoughts becoming distant.

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         Banging sounds echo through the kitchen and my eyes flutter open. I look at the clock, 12:30, SHIT. I was supposed to meet my aunt this morning for breakfast. I quicky grab my phone and see 4
missed calls and about 13 text messages. Mother fuck... I quicky shoot her a text apologizing for missing it explaining I was a dumb ass and couldn't sleep well last night. If she hates me she hates me, right? Boys are not going to do this to me. And I will not admit part of the reason I couldn't force myself to put the book down was because I was waiting for Dakota to come back. Whatever.

     I get out of bed and notice Dakota's bed still made perfectly, he does NOT make his bed. So he definitely didn't sleep there last night. I throw on some jean shorts and a red and white blouse. Making my way into the kitchen area. Dakota is making something to eat. "Uhm, hey. Goodmorning." I say awkwardly, well fuck when did I become so soft spoken.

     "Hey, finally. Long night or what?" He says probing me I'm sure for answers about last nights date.

     "Well, yes.. but I got caught up in my book and just couldn't force myself to sleep." He has this look on his face I've never seen. Defeat?.. too quiet. I notice some papers on the counter. "What are these?" I ask.

     "Oh! Yeah I uh, got those papers from the front desk, we can switch roommates I mean acacia just turned those papers in for her new roommate I mean it would be the perfect time to get what you've wanted." I just stare at them. Is he serious? HA, wait? Really. My mind is barley processing what is going on.