Summer Before Her (Completed)

20- Dropping By

Novak's POV

I paced up and down my in my barely furnished room as I thought about giving Kirsten a call, it was just making me feel anxious, don't get me wrong, it had nothing to do with her, I just wasn't a call person.

She hadn't been responding to my texts and we needed to get together to complete the project, so I desperately needed to invite myself over to her place.

I finally pulled myself together and hit dial, the eerie and yet anticipatory ringing continued.

Endlessly.

She wasn't answering her phone, is she okay? She might be asleep, she is always complaining about how tired she is. Or maybe its because I punched Fred? Why did I do that? definitely not because I like her, because newsflash, I don't like her. He looks like an asshole, yeah, that's why I did it.

Nevertheless, I called her a few more times just for the sake of telling her I tried.

The customer you are trying to reach is currently unavailable, please try again later.

I let my phone fall on my bed out frustration only to recall that my bed was a thick sheet, it hit the sheet with a thunk and yet thankfully face up.

I chided myself for not adapting as I thought of all the things that I could be doing instead of the silly project, but that's all I wanted to do. And drugs.

"Hey mate, wanna get hammered? We have got to discuss some deals."
Seth announced walking in Uninvited.

Ah, there goes my evening.

Soon we were settled in Seth's backyard, a couple of beers down while he talked in length about the whisky we were about to down.

"Do you like it on the rocks?" I asked.

"Nah, neat and room temp, the flavour is just stronger" he responded.

"if you want some, you can grab it from the fridge down the hall"

I left to get it only to hear my phone go off as I reach the fridge

"your phones ringing mate" Seth called out.

As I returned to see him bring up the phone to his ear, I near yelled "Hey don't answer my calls"

"Babe, let me talk to your friend" he spoke into the phone, oh he was so drunk, I hope it was just some delivery guy and not Kirsten calling back.

"Give me the bloody phone" I grabbled to get hold as he held it further away.

"Darling, we are very busy as it's our date night, how about you ring my Novi baby later?" he spoke sickeningly sweetly into the phone and then hung up while laughing as if he made the funniest joke on earth.

He then handed me back my phone while talking between fits of laugher." she was soooo mortified" he claimed.

"I will take that whisky neat and now" I growled.

"Easy there tiger, I was kidding" he responded.

I sipped it lightly, it tasted like charcoal and wood, not something you would want to enjoy.
"Fuck taste," I said proceeding to gulp the entire contents of the glass in one go and poured myself another.

Ice would nice, I don't want to gulp this again, so I once again left for the kitchen but only this time I carried my phone with me.

As I sipped my cooled down whisky, I promised myself that I would call her and set things straight.

The liquid courage just made it easier to speak to her, she made me a tad bit nervous, I will admit.

Once again, the dialling tone went off, ringing at intermittent periods until she eventually answered, a little out of breath.

"Hello," she spoke, slightly wheezing.

"Heyy, its Novak, this time"

"Hey Novak, it's fine, I don't want to interrupt your date, I just cal—"

"Oh my lord, I am going to murder Seth" I screeched.

"Hey, no murdering, I am just cal—"

"Yes he is going to get murdered, let me set the record straight, Seth is NOT my boyfriend, I am a hundred per cent straight, I like your pink bits," I said stumbling.

"I mean girls pink bits, I mean, like I don't like dicks" I corrected myself.

She was laughing, this couldn't be bad.
"Ki, I am so not drunk" I responded, clearly drunk.

"Okayyyyy, I don't believe that"

"Well, I can do all the drunk tests for you" I countered, somewhat defensive.

" Let me seeee...what 54 times 3"

"umm... 150, no no, its 162" I rebutted, closing my calculator app.

"You do know that I can hear you tap on the screen of the phone you are calling with?" she mocked back, laughing a little.

"finneee, I am a little drunk," I said, giving in.

"Okayy, I will let you drink in peace, I just called to tell you that I am sorry, I fell asleep and stood you up"

"So you are not mad at me?" I questioned with relief flooding my body.

"Why would I be?"

"Because I punched that ass"

"Haha, both of you refer to each other as asses, it's funny" Oh she was definitely not mad.

"Kirsten, you should come over"

"For what? To rescue your drunk ass?"

"No, to hangout"

"that's nice of you to ask, but you are drunk and on a play date with Seth"

"Ohmygod, Seth is so getting murdered," I said.

She laughed in response and said her goodbyes.

I kept my phone down and poured my self another glass while glaring at Seth.

"What? Did I cock block you again?" he teased.

"Yes Asshole, She was so coming over"
I responded.

"So you want to tap that, I see"

"Noooo, I just want to hang out"

"You mean have freaky sex?"

"Nooooo Seth, I am not addicted to freaking contraption sex like you, I just wanted to hang out"

"Oh dude, you sooooo like that girl"

"It's not like that, she is nice and we are project partners"

"So when do I get to meet my sister in law?"

The next thing I know, Seth and I were wrestling in the grass while he kept passing comments about how I wanted to slip into her heart instead of her pants.

Ten minutes, Grass stained clothes and mud-caked hair later, he tapped out.

I celebrated my victory by pouring out another glass. Seth's motor mouth started running again "Dude, this chick sally is so ready to come over, interested?" he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Gross Seth, I am not participating in a threesome with you," I said disgusted, preparing to leave, I definitely couldn't ride my motorcycle and I would definitely get lost if I walked.

"I am taking the bed, you can have your freaky sex somewhere else" I called out before heading towards his bedroom, not somewhat staggering, the hangover is going to be a killer.

"Yeahh, I don't need the bed when I have the red room" He responded.

Oh my lord, he was indeed freaky.

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End of chapter 20.

Q: How has the chemistry between Novak and Kirsten changed?

Also who likes Seth?

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Until tomorrow
Elle