Jay hadn't left my mind since the other night. I hated the feeling he gave me. The one that made me want to go to him and curl up next to him in bed and listen to him just talk. I wanted him to hold me and I hated it. I resented that feeling deeply.
I stared at my phone willing it to conjure up something interesting to for me to do. Social media was boring and just filled with politics, I'd played my games a million times already, and no new books presented themselves. I groaned and flopped back on my bed, tossing my phone to the side.
"I'm going to call him, and I know I am. But am I going to regret calling him? That's the question."
I dialed his number.
"Hello? Lilly?"
"Hey, Jay. Do you want to come over? We can eat dinner at my place." I chewed my nails as silence sounded from the other side of the phone.
"You...want me to come over? To your house?"
"Yes."
"Should I pack an overnight bag?"
I almost exploded out of my seat in excitement. "If you want to."
His chuckle sounded through the phone and then it clicked.
I slammed my phone down on my bed and laughed. My eyes ran over the room then, making a feeling of deep horror wash over me. My place was a mess. What the fuck was I thinking? I jumped up and started picking my clothes up off the floor. Fuck! We needed food. I ran to my bed and grabbed my phone, quickly placing and order for pizza.
I ran out into my living room throwing decorative pillows and blankets on my couches to create the illusion that I had my shit together. I washed a few of the dishes in the sink, I figured that as long as there weren't too many I was fine.
I flopped down on the couch and smoothed my hair out. That was fucking intense. My heart was pounding with the exertion. I groaned, my eyes going to the bathroom door. Fuck it, he knows I live here, nothing has to be pristine.
A smile crept over my lips as a knock sounded on the door and I tripped over my feet rushing to get to it.
"Hi."
a/n: hi, pls dont hate me. ik its super short but im going to start updating more i just needed to get something out there to get the motivation flowing. ANYWAY how do we feel about Lilly starting to actually like Jay?
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RomanceLilly doesn't do names, dates, or feelings. And Lilly certainly doesn't do commitment.