Strawberry kisses

neils pov

As Neil walked out of there dorm, he realised, with with a small rush of panic, he was still wearing the strawberry dress. Obviously, he knew that he hadn’t just magically changed into his old clothes but he hadn’t been thinking probably about stuff other than, well, andrew.

‘Shit’ he muttered under his breath.

What would the other foxes think? Would they tease him, take the piss? Well probably not but the thought still bothered him. 

Anyways, it was to late to back out because he was already opening the door to the upperclassmen’s room. 

Dan, Renee and Matt (Alison was out getting her nails done) were all watching tv so they didn’t notice him come in straight away, but turned around when they heard the door creak shut.

Matt turned off the tv. 

‘Well, this is new.’ He said.

‘Yeah’ Dan said slyly. 

‘What’s up with the new look, Neil?’

He looked at Renée for help, but all she could offer was a knowing smile.

He was considering asking her how she knew but stopped when Allison burst into the room, and whistled appreciatively when she saw Neil.

‘So, when did Nicky get you the dress?’ Matt asked 

‘Nicky? Wha-‘ Neil said, confused, but Renée nodded at him as if to say ‘just go with it, they don’t need to know yet.’

‘Oh, yeah. He put it in the bag with the rest of my clothes for Eden’s’

‘You wearing the clothes for Eden’s orrr?’

Matt asked, genuinely not sure.

Neil coughed awkward. ‘Er uh..’ he paused considering what to say next. ‘I’m not really sure.’

What would Andrew want? I mean, he seemed pretty happy when Neil said he would wear the dress to Eden’s. But what if something happened, like what happened with Nicky. 

It didn’t scare him that he could get hurt if he wore it, what scared him, terrified him even, was that there could be a repeat of last time and that would mean Andrew could get in serious trouble. 

One time was one thing, but a second time. Well that would be awful.

What made this harder, was that he was starting to like the dress, how it felt on his bare skin, the way it moved when he walked. And most of all how much andrew loved it. He loved how his face lit up when he saw him in it. He didn’t want to loose andrew because of one stupid decision he made because he liked a stupid dress. 

He just didn’t want to take it off.

He was so busy worrying about what might happed, he had zoned out and hadn’t been listening to what the upperclassmen were saying to him. What bought him back down to earth was dan clapping loudly in his face. 

‘You okay?’ She asked.

‘Y-yeah, I’m fine.’

She snorted trying to hold back a laugh. 

‘Sure you are. Like how you were fine, not having a complete breakdown, when Andrew gave you that phone.’

He was gonna start arguing with her when Andrew came into the room, looking like nothing had happened and said, ‘Neil. Come.’