unconditional

chapter twelve

I quickly take a look at myself in the mirror by the door, attempting to fix my hair even though it really couldn't be fixed.

"I'll be in my room, don't have sex on the couch please" Victoria said with a stern look.

"Girl, what if I can't help it?" I say laughing, as her eyes widen "I'm joking, i'm joking. Or aren't I?" I wink.

She groans in annoyance as I leave the door. I run to the elevator, I was so excited to see him. For the first time, we'll be together privately on our own. That night in hotel didn't happen, that's what I keep telling myself. I'd rather just have fresh slate with him, I think he would want that too. Even though, he made me feel on top of the world that night, it ended badly unfortunately.

As I click the button to go to the ground floor, I could feel butterflies in my stomach. The elevator doors open, and I head to the front door and there he was.

His hair was still slightly wet and messy, he was in a white tight shirt and black sweatpants, wearing his glasses. I smile as his green eyes look into mine. Those eyes. He smiles back at me and we walk back into the building.

We don't talk until we get to the elevator, it's clear that he's just as nervous as me, which was kind of comforting in a way.

"I'm glad I'm here" he says as he turns to face me.

I look back at him, "I'm glad you are here too."

"You look. You look perfect." he says, moving closer to me.

"You don't look too bad yourself" I chuckle back, feeling nervous from his eyes on me.

We exchange smiles and head to the apartment.

"Welcome to my humble abode" I say, laughing at how cringey that sounded.

He laughed and his eyes began to look around everywhere, he starts to touch pieces of the apartment. His hands land on a picture frame of me and Victoria on our first night out 3 years ago, he smiles to himself looking at it. His eyes were looking everywhere and my eyes were just looking at his. I couldn't believe he was here.

"So, what do you want to do?" I ask as I started to make my way to the couch.

"I have no idea, what do you want to do?" he asks as he follows close behind me.

I roll my eyes and say, "Well, we could watch a movie, maybe make some food together? I'm guessing a takeaway is out of the cards for you"

He scoffs, "Yep, unfortunately. You any good at cooking?"

I shrug, "You'll have to be the judge of that, Leclerc." I say, knowing that he loves when I say his last name.

I could tell I sent him into a frenzy from the smirk he was giving me.

He sits down close to me, which surprised me.

I turn the TV, we begin to search through movies to watch and landed on 'Interstellar.' Which is the all time best movie. Ever. Charles said he's never watched it, which shook me to the core. But, I pretended that I hadn't watched it either because he didn't want me to watch something I'd already watched. Nonetheless, I couldn't exactly rid him of this opportunity to watch the greatest piece of cinema. Plus, I really wanted to see his reaction to it.

We watched almost the entirety of the film in silence, not an awkward silence. It was more of a peaceful one, we were both just so invested in the film. However, it didn't stop us from being in contact, after a few minutes of edging closer to each other I rested my head on his shoulder and he had his arm around me. He kissed me on my forehead a few times which made my heart melt.