The Forbidden Roommate

Part 8

You couldn't turn back, no- that'd make you seem afraid. So, you decided to walk in anyways, not looking at him, even though you could feel him starring through your soul. You walk up anyways, taking a mug and pouring coffee into it. As you went to grab the creamer, Spencer's hand stopped you.

" We need to talk Y/N" he said, still starring into your soul.

" There's nothing to talk about Spencer" you said, pushing his hand out of the way.

Spencer had looked hurt, and realized how mad you were at him because you never call him by his full name.

You walk out, closing the door behind you.

As the day ended, it was time to go back to Emily's. You and the girls were going to go clubbing- yet again. Tonight you wanted to look really really good- and not for anyone but yourself. You wanted to feel powerful and hot since the last two days you had been feeling pathetic and worthless. And it wasn't Spencer's fault, no. Spencer would never purposely make you feel like that.

You decided to stop at your apartment quickly before Spencer got there, to grab a dress you had bought for Tyler and yours three year anniversary. You couldn't just let that dress go to waste, could you? You grabbed it and some other things, and left. 

Once you had gotten to Emily's, you and the girls started getting ready. JJ had on a white skater style dress, Garcia had on a pink and tight dress, and Emily had a dark green dress with sequins on it. You put on your dress, and it looked better than you expected. It was a tight, black, long sleeved dress, with white glitter scattered on it. It was short, and showed off your body in a sexy type of way. The neck was low enough to see cleavage, and the back was cut out of it. You straightened your hair and put on nude heels. You added some gold rings, earrings and necklaces, and you were ready. 

You stepped out of the room you were getting ready in and all the girls looked at you, mouths dropping open. 

"Oh stop it" you told them.

" You look- you look so good" Garcia said, stumbling over  her words.

"I-I've never seen you look this good" JJ followed.

"For real. Whoever sees you tonight is going to wish they were you- or with you" Emily agreed.

" You guys are too nice, but we're going to be late so lets go!" you said.

Once you got to the club, you ordered three shots of vodka, just to get you loosened up. You and the girls then moved to the couch for about an hour, just to talk and drink more.

Once you and the girls were done with your drinks, you decided to go dance on the dance floor- and the girls followed. You were forgetting everything that has happened in the past days, and you just let go. Slowed down music was playing, and you just let your body move to the beat of the music. Your hips slowly swaying, your hands slowly moving up against your body into the air. The purple and pink lights brushing against your soft skin, your hair getting stuck in your lip gloss. You felt free. Free of rules, free of sadness, free of any emotions but relaxed and happy.

You felt a light tap on your shoulder, so you turned around to see Garcia.

"What's up!" you yelled so she could hear you.

She looked over to your right and pointed, so you looked.

It was fucking Derek and Spencer.

Derek went up to talk to Garcia, but Spencer was a statue. He was looking directly at you, the whole time you were dancing and having your moment. But he didn't seem awkward or mad- no. He seemed as if he was in awe, like how he was after watching one of the plays he had hyped up for months. He had his eyebrows raised, and had licked his lips. 

You weren't drunk enough for this.

He nodded his head back as a way of telling you to 'come here'. You walked over to him, and he had also looked extremely good. He still had his work pants on, but he matched it with a button up. Cute.

"Y-you look really good" he stuttered.

"Last time you said that I read that totally wrong so be more discrete next time" you said while laughing.

"I'm serious. We need to talk. Now" Spencer said.