Chapter 2: "Okay Put The Diaper Down.. Let's Talk About it"

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Lia's POV:-

"Spill the deets bitch"

I smirk and continue searching the cereal aisle for wheat-choco bombs. I swear if I ever find the guy who created this master piece I would bow down and worship him. These babies are delicious to a whole another level.

"Natalia Bree Anderson. Stop acting like this."

I raise an eyebrow at Julian.

"Oh c'mon" he whined. "At least tell me you did something interesting. George was in such a hurry, he did not even let me reach.."

I put my hand over his mouth "You do realize there are kids around here. I don't want to get thrown out of this supermarket too. So shut up. Ew, did you just lick my hand." I take my hand and wipe it on his shirt.

Julian just blows a raspberry at me like a 4-year old and walks away swaying his hips. I swear I don't know why I am friends with this guy.

Just kidding, this guy is literally my lifeline. I mean he is the only person who sticked with me all these years. I am not the most friendly person out there plus I can't tolerate girls whining at all. Guys just take interest in me to sleep with me, which I am not complaining about because seriously, a girl gotta to eat. But even those boys lose their appeal to me once I am done with them.

Julian too at first was just plain annoying. But even when I got in trouble he never left me like others did. In fact, he himself was quite a criminal mind. Our thinking frequencies match on so many levels. Soon we became best buddies and since then we always go partying together. We are each others wingman/wingwoman. Having a best friend who is crazy like you is a true blessing. We talk about every single thing that happens and we both know each other better than ourselves.

I walk out of the cereal aisle and go towards the wine section because I know that's where he will be.

True enough I see him checking wine bottles with utmost reverence. I join him and my eyes sparkle seeing all the bottles. Yes, we both take drinking very seriously.

I put a few bottles in the cart. "He was good" I say leaning against the trolley. Julian turns to me with a confused look his eyes still sparkling "What?"

I shake my head in amusement. This guy seriously forgets everything if alcohol is around.

"The guy from café. Turns out he can move very skillfully plus he had a model's body."

"Well at least one of us had a good time" he gave me a smug look. "Hey, what was the thing that you wanted to tell me?" he asked turning back to admire the bottles.

I froze.

See, this morning I had met up with him at the café to tell him about this thing well more like situation. But then he distracted me with whole 'love' thing. I had forgotten all about it till now.

Julian looked back at me since I had gone quiet.

"Lia what happened? You have gone a little pale."

"Umm.. see Julian why don't I tell you about it at home. I have a feeling you wont be liking what I have to say" and then I quickly turn around and go to the next aisle which is full of baby diapers.

Hmm, what an interesting arrangement.

What the fuck were these people thinking? Who keeps diaper section next to a wine section? This is pure evil. I mean the pregnant lady or whoever it is that will be buying the diapers obviously can't get drunk. Making this arrangement is like waving a burger in front of a homeless man.

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