Passion

Chapter 3🥀

Calum^^^

ISA

She said yes. My mother betrayed me. She was so excited. Saying stuff about going out and being alive and living. So here I am sitting on my bed listening to Bailey tell me how good I have to look for this party. She turns towards me with two dresses in her hands. "These are the only dresses I can find."

"Why do you want me to wear a dress so bad?" She looked at me as if I said the dumbest thing she had ever heard before a small smirk spread across her face. "What if there's a cute guy there? A dress is easier to take off." She began wiggling her eyebrows. I let out a long exaggerated sigh. "I'm lesbian. So I wouldn't care to look at a guy." She stared at me for about 4 seconds before walking over to me. "Hermosa, I know you're not lesbian. Because if you were I would have you cumming on my tongue over and over again. Try again, babe."

My stomach clenched and my cheeks began to heat up. I don't like girls...or at least I think I don't.

The embarrassment combined with the slight arousal is what lead to me picking extra ripped blue jeans and a tight black spaghetti-strapped with a blue jean jacket to match my pants. I got my ballerina flats and aligned them with my pants at the foot of my bed before turning around towards Bailey.

"This is what I'm wearing. Deal with it." I went into the bathroom as she groaned and began getting dressed. Once I was done I applied some lip gloss and perfume and I was ready.

"Hermosa, please tell me you're gonna do your hair."
She did not just say that. What's wrong with it? It's in a normal ponytail. She pointed to the chair that sat at my old vanity. I sat in it and waited for her to start but she never began. She never even touched my head.

"What are you..." I turn around to see Bailey staring at her phone with a scowl on her face.

Tears began to come to her eyes before she went in the bathroom. I don't know what to do.

"Hey, you okay?"

No reply. Is she okay?

"You know we don't have to go to the party. If you don't want to go then we can stay here."

I heard a lock before Bailey walked out of the bathroom and sat on my bed. She was smiling and her face held no trace of tears.

"You okay?"

She looked at me and nodded before putting her phone in her back pocket. She let my hair down, combed and brushed it and then we headed downstairs and outside to my car. I didn't want to address what had happened upstairs in my room because she didn't seem like she wanted to talk.

She hadn't said a word to me since she came out of the bathroom. I know she didn't want to talk but I kinda had no idea where we were going.

"I don't know where to go." She began to giggle before apologizing. As she directed me to her home I tried to pay attention to the road but I was worried. The last couple of hours I've known Bailey have been very.....new. She is perky and happy and confident. She says anything that's on her mind unlike me. Even sexual things!

I don't know what's wrong but I hope she'll tell me when she's ready. We pull up outside of a tiny house with plants all around it. "Wait here. I won't be long." I watch as Bailey walks into the small house. She didn't have the same bounce and perk that she usually had when she walked. She held her head slightly down and took her time walking up the path to her house.

That was the opposite of what I had seen just a couple hours ago. Bailey held her head as if she were a queen and she walked as if she had places to be. What had happened? Before I knew it she was getting back in the car wearing this beautiful black dress with a slit in the side. It hugged her body perfectly.