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7. Curvier Lips

A/N: Hey, so in this chapter there will be some spoilers for people who haven't seen the movie  Gone Girl and want to. So I just thought I'd warn you all. You'll know when the part is coming. Thanks!

 "So... Chris literally stormed out?" Faith asks.

"Yeah, he didn't even look me in the eye or hug me," I say while frowning.

Faith's curvy lips just keep getting curvier. That's how I explain a growing smile. It's as if she is satisfied with what happened at the coffee shop.

"Chris has a crush on you!" She trills. "He stormed out because he could feel his emotions and he heard them loud and clear for the very first time. He wants to jump your bones... he wants you. But unfortunately he can also see the obstacles. He has a girlfriend for crying at loud. He knows his boundaries."

"So where... does that leave us?" I ask my beloved best friend.

"Well... that's a very good question does that mean that you feel the same way that he does because that is beyond romantic!" Faith asks with an award winning smile. The ones for beauty pageants, you know. "You know what I think, don't lose contact with him. Text him, call him... all that. In the mean time, think long and hard about what you want... because you just broke up with-"

"Don't even say his name... ever again. I don't even wanna think about him," I say.

Erin.

Erin.

Erin.

SHUT UP!

"See... so you still love him."

"He will always have a special place in my heart, but Chris... I do like him. He's awesome and honestly, I was depressed up until he called me," I say. "That's a very good sign."

"What did you two do last night?" Faith asks.

"We watched Halloween in the back of a rented out car," I reply as I play with my hair. "He let me lean my head on his shoulder."

"Oh my God, you really do like him," she says. "Just remember that he has a nice, drop dead gorgeous, red-haired Barbie doll as a girlfriend."

I lie my eyes on the ground and without an ounce of satisfaction and say, "I know. And she does seem like a good person."

"I know."

"This sucks," I reply.

"Awe... I know," she says, "But the good news is that she isn't seeing him right now and you aren't either."

"That really doesn't help much," I say, but suddenly I feel the urge to chuckle. So I do.

Damn, I wasn't suppose to do that.

"See I have this theory that without makeup, Sabrina looks like a high street walker," Faith says and I roll my eyes. "Ooh... and I bet that she's a sociopath. On the low key, she abuses Chris, sacrifices cats, kicks homeless people and wastes like 90 percent of her food each night because... a starving kid in motherfucking Africa wouldn't eat that."

"Faith that's enough, this is why I don't tell you-"

"The most annoying part would be if she was literally perfect and was glowing with goodness, you know. Like, it turns out that she looks flawless without makeup. And... beauty aside, donates to charity, goes to Africa each year to help the starving children, gives thousands of dollars to homeless people each year, doesn't kill bugs... not even fruit flies and is the best fucking girlfriend that Chris could ever ask for," Faith rambles.