Miss Me?

Two

"Hey man, you're finally up?"
Noah laughed, dapping him up and sitting down on his bed.

"Yeah, I don't know how but here we are."
The mystery man said back. Noah must've forgotten about me as I stood in the doorway, so I closed the door behind me gaining both of their attention.

"Oh shit, yeah. Aviana, this is Timothee. Timothee, Aviana."
Noah said quickly, motioning for me to come over to them.

This man was beautiful, I couldn't help but stare. And I was speechless- I'm never speechless. I looked at his face and noticed things I hadn't at first glance. Like the moles he had, the color of his lips, the green and blue colors in his eyes, the freckles, the-

"Nice to meet you." He spoke, interrupting my thoughts with a wide smile. His teeth were perfect too, and something about his smile was warm, and made me want to talk to him more.

"You too, though I'm questioning your sanity since you're here at your own will with Noah." I smiled back at him, sitting down next to him.

"Hey now, you love me." He smiled down at me, and I nodded, glancing back at Timothee.

"So what's your deal? How old are you, where are you from? What's your major?"
I asked quickly. I couldn't help it, I wanted to get to know this man immediately. Was he close friends with Noah, and if so why was I just now meeting him? I thought I'd brushed him the wrong way because he stood up, pulling his hood over his head. I was now looking up at him; he was making direct eye contact with me. I hadn't noticed his voice was as deep as it was until he said,

"I guess you'll have to find out. But, I don't go here."
He said, nodding at Noah and heading out. I waited for him to close the door before jumping up and slapping Noah's shoulder.

"What!? That's boy that was in your room? WHAT?"
I started pacing and went into his bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. I'd thought I looked decent but decent enough for him? He looked like a fucking model and he'd just woken up.

"What's his deal? Where did he come from? In your dorm?"

Noah just laughed at me and laid down.

"Chill out. I already told you. That's Timothee. We just met last night but he's dope."

Dope. That's all I was getting.

"Do you have his number at least?" I asked, taking his place in the chair bedside Noah.

Noah nodded and handed me his phone. My thumbprint unlocked it and I went through his contacts, sharing Timothees with myself and smiling before handing it back. Realistically, I'd probably never message him but it was nice to know that I could if I wanted to.

"Wow, what a fucking man." I said before climbing into Noah's bed and taking a nap before my next class started.