Roommates

12. Dylan McCain

I would never admit it loud but it was pretty good to spend time with her even she makes me wear gay stuff. I put the bags in my room and walked back to the kitchen.

I don't know where Sofira was so I grabbed the last night lasagna and warm it up. I was waiting for the microwave to heat up the food and was thinking about this whole mess around me right now.

I was supposed to play a gay man in front of Sofira's mom. I don't know how the hell am I gonna pull this off. I got the clothes to wear but I still need to act like one which I never thought I will need to do. I rubbed my face and take out my portion from the microwave then put hers into it and set the time. I grabbed the plate and a fork and started to eat it standing.

I grabbed the blonde girl piece of paper and put it in the bin. That bitch made me cringe every time she looked or talked to me. I shivered the thought of her.

Sofira walked out of her room and I opened the microwave for her.

- Eat. - I told her. Her eyebrows shot up and I grinned at her.

- Thanks. - she mumbled and sat down eating her portion. I sighed.

- We still have a couple of hours until your mom will be here. - I told her rubbing my neck and putting my plate into the sink. - If you want I can cook something. - I mumbled.

- Would you..? - she asked me and I turned back to her crossing my arms around my chest and smirked.

- I will if you want me to... Because obviously you can't cook. - I smirked. Her eyes got wide as hell and I laughed.

- I can! - she defended herself and I laughed more.

- Whatever, redhead. - I told her. - Let me change into my gay clothes and I will cook something. - I smirked and walked into my room. I grabbed the bag and throw the clothes on my bed. I rubbed my face again and groan. - Fucking hell. - I mumbled and grabbed a black skinny jeans. Which wasn't that bad but God... And I grabbed a light blue vneck shirt. I looked into my mirror and smirked as I put them on.

I walked out and into the bathroom. I styled my hair like I assumed a gay guy would do it and walked into the kitchen.

I heard Sofira talking on the phone and I started to do some food. I bet her mom wants something fancy. I should just order and get over with but that's not me.

- Redhead! - I shouted to her and I heard her door open.

- What? - I can see her checking me out.

- Still like what you see? - I smirked again. Not that I didn't like what to see. She was wearing a knee lenght green dress and her leg looked so long in it. I looked back at her face and she was blushing as hell.

- You need to stop that! - she hissed at me. - You are supposed to act like a gay man. - she whined. I rolled my eyes and put the knife down and walked up to her.

- Aww... Girlie! I love this dress. Where did you get it? - I touched the dress and leaned closer to her. - And your parfume? Hmm... - actually she smelled incredible and my body reacted to her so I stepped away from her winking. - I can pull this off little girl. Now let me cook the dinner. - I smirked and shake my head as I walked back to the counter.
I put salt and pepper on the chicken then grabbed some cheese and put it in the oven. I made some rice and veggies.

My phone rang and I answered it because it was my dad.

- Hey dad. - I smiled.

- Son. You moved? - I snickered.

- Sorry. Brian moved into his girlfriend and our landlord got in some trouble so I needed to move out. - I told him and sat down on the sofa.

- I see. At least you sent me your new address. - he chuckled.

- Yes. I wanted to call you but then there is this ... - he interrupted.

- Girl? - I rolled my eyes.

- Stop right there. - I told him and he snickered.

- Son. You need to get over that girl already. She used you and betrayed your trust but there other girls around you. - he always says that and I am so fed up with it.

- What about you? - I asked him. - You had mom and then no one. - I was cruel but that's true.

- Your mom was special and I did have girlfriends after her. I just didn't introduced them to you. Because I didn't find my new love yet. - he told me all honestly and my heart just brake for him.

- I didn't find mine yet too. - I told him.

- But you didn't even started to look after her. There is a difference there, son. - I swallowed hard and rested my head on the sofa and looked up on the ceiling.

- I don't even know how to date anymore. I don't even know what to look in girl anymore. - I whispered and I hoped he didn't heard me but he did and he chuckled.

- You are good guy, Dylan. You are so much like your mom. You will figure it out. - I closed my eyes and smiled thinking about my mom.

- Dylan? What are you cooking? - I heard Sofira and I sit up blinking away the tears.

- Is that a girl? - I heard my dad.

- My roommate, yes. - I told him and he laughed.

- Way to live, son. Talk to you later. - I stand up and put my phone down. I didn't look at Sofira as I told her what I was cooking.

- Hope that's enough. - I told her and take a deep breath to turn towards her.

- You okay? - she asked me and I shrugged.

- Yep. I am fine. - I flashed a cocky grin to her and she rolled her eyes. - How your mom gonna come from the airport? - I asked her.

- Taxi. - she told me and I snickered. She checked her watch. - She will be here soon. - she stepped closer to me and checked me out. This time not like she used to its because of the clothes. - Oh god. - she mumbled and I studied her.

- It will be fine. - I told her and tried to relax. The bell rang and we both widen our eyes. She went to open the door and I sighed.