IN BETWEEN

~f o r t y~

I changed into the dress and matched with my black heels and trudged to the mirror. The dress hugged my curves perfectly giving my body a perfect shape. I started straightening my hair when I heard my room's door open. I turned to it and saw Aaron getting in with a bottle of coke in one hand and balancing a box of pizza in his other hand. He got in and comfortably sat on my bed completely ignoring my presence.

I faced him and put my hands on either side of my waist giving him a blank look. He finally looked at me and his eyes slightly widened on looking at me.

I look bad?

He shamelessly checked me out as I warily glanced down at myself. I thought this was a great dress. His eyes trailed down from my top to my bottom.

"Whoa Muffin........" He finally said something.

I ignored the fact that he was checking me and crossed my arms. "What are you doing here? And what's all this?"

"I'm here to hangout with you. And this is a coke and a pizza Muffin." He said calmly.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Whatever but I've plans tonight. So you might want to leave." I turned back to the process of straightening my hair.

"What kind of plans? Can't you cancel them?" He pouted.

"No." I said without glancing at him.

"Where are you even going?" I could hear a bit annoyance in his voice.

"I'm going out with someone."

"And who that someone is?"

I turned around glaring at him. "What's it to you?"

He glared at me. "Where are you going though?"

"A party."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "a party? Really? Are you crazy? You never go—"

"It's my choice to make Aaron not yours."

He grumbled. "Fine. But whatever plans you've, just re-arrange them, I want to hangout tonight."

"God, Aaron. Don't you think you hangout with me a lot?" I groaned.

"It won't hurt if we hangout more." He pointed out.

"I don't want to re-arrange my plans. Stop acting like my whole damn life revolves around you. I've only met you like what? Two and a half months ago? And you're behaving like as if you're the most important person in my life." And by this time I've raised my voice a bit. I don't know why, but he's annoying me and I can't help it.
I peeked a glance at him and saw his jaw clenched and his hands in the form of fists.

Uh-oh.

"I never said that your life revolves around me. I just wanted to hangout, is it that tough?" He also raised his voice.

"You implied it." But I'm not backing out.

He kept on glaring at me and I also kept on glaring at him. No way, I'm loosing this staring contest but then I had to. I peeked one last glance at him and then turned to mirror, checked myself and was ready to go.