" Seriously?" I raised an eyebrow at the figure in front of me and went back inside without closing the balcony door.
" Way to go for gratitude. " He replied and followed me inside.
" Who invited you inside Ash?" I asked him.
" No one asked me to stay outside or go away so I made myself home." He grinned and sat on the couch. I went inside the dressing less washroom of ours and washed my face. I looked hideous I hadn't had much sleep. I applied a little concealer for those horrendous bags under my eyes. Okay okay I applied a lot of concealer and returned outside after tidying up a little.
" You done faking it?" He questioned when I got back out and I sighed while sitting on the bed with a cushion on my lap.
" No one gets to see the vulnerable side." I forced a smile at him and bent towards the wall for support.
" I have seen in movies that heartbroken and melancholy girls like ice cream. So I got you some ice cream and nutella. " He took them out and waved them at me. I had lot of junk in my fridge but it was out of ice cream and I was dreading for them. Plus he had cookies and cream I loved that flavor but Venessa didn't so we never kept it. Thus I rushed towards the couch and sat beside him attacking directly on ice cream and having a few bites of nutella in between.
" Why would you do this for me?" i honestly wanted to know and he chuckled.
" When was the last time you ate? " he asked still giggling on the way I was eating but still concerned.
" Do you always answer a question with a question?" I interrogated not giving up on the ice cream.
" Do you always dodge them?" He replied yet again with a question.
" Arrgh. Might be something they teach you in psychology. " I told him and got up from the couch and sat on the bed again. When I realized I was only wearing boxer shots. I quickly drew my bed sheet on my legs and put a cushion on my lap.
" So get ready." He broke the silence.
" What for?" I bounced back.
" College. You know you're getting low on attendance?" He asked me. I won't be permitted to appear for my finals if my attendance is below 85 percent.
" I can't. " I whispered.
" Fine. Then I am staying here." he said
" What for?" I asked
" You see I am not used to one enemy it's kind of boring I want my lesbian enemies back." He chuckled and I threw the cushion at him which he caught easily. Of course he and his whole gang were in the college football team. The one with all the violence not soccer.
" Everybody knows Ash. No way." I told him.
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The College lifestyle
HumorWhat does one expect when we enter college? College is the beginning of new life. New individual. Exploring all the possible sides of ourselves. As much cliché as it might sound. College is the true beginning of a person's life as an adult. It was t...