Hearing Naomi speed walk behind her, in order to catch up to her after that whole ordeal, leaving Ollie far behind in the past - like she should've the first time she met him - Aimee pulled her phone out to look at her timetable to know where she was even going.
Catching up to her, Aimee sighed knowing what was about to come out Naomi's mouth and it wasn't going to be compliment, it was going to be interrogation.
Well, interrogation the Naomi way - she didn't really tend to stick her nose in other people's business unless she was there to witness it and then she'd just ask a few questions of what information she wanted to know, and she'd then leave it alone.
But, Aimee was a chatterbox with a very open personality. She'd spill the moment Naomi asked anything.
"Ummm what was that!" Naomi asked, not even needing to put a question mark besides it as it was clear something was going on between Aimee and Ollie and yet Aimee was pushing it away
So unlike her
"I feel like I just entered an episode of a tv show with the way that boy was keen for you. He was after you Aimee. He wanted you" Naomi acknowledged, glancing over her shoulder - wanting to know if Ollie had truly left them or he was doing the unrealistic tv show thing, which was not give up and follow Aimee
He wasn't following them, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try again at somepoint.
"He wanted to fuck me again" Aimee bluntly stated as she finally looked at Naomi
Naomi blinked as she took in Aimee's words. The irritation. The bluntness. But, when she took in her eyes, there was irritation yes, but she couldn't help but see a small glimpse of sadness?
Why was Aimee so sad? Why would she be hurt about Ollie wanting to see her again? Wasn't that what she wanted?
Going to voice all the questions she had just thought of, Naomi didn't even need to as Aimee could probably tell by the slow confusion morphing on her face what she wanted to ask her and answered said questions.
"He wanted to clearly keep me on his little roster of the same girls he fucks time after time but will never want more" Aimee elaborated as Naomi furrowed her eyebrows in disbelief of what she had just witnessed compared to whatever Aimee apparently saw
"Aimee where are you getting this from?" She asked in confusion, "He literally said he wanted to contact you and wanted you to come over to his"
"Yes...to fuck me and that's it" Aimee explained slowly
Narrowing her eyes at the girl she definitely felt like was a bit lost sometimes, Naomi simply mumbled, "okay?"
Sighing because she could tell Naomi couldn't understand where she was coming from and how her point was a bit confusing herself, Aimee explained further, "Listen, it was good sex - really fucking good and he's probably coming back for more cause let me just say I do not disappoint in that department either" Aimee admitted with a smug look, tucking her hair behind her ear as Naomi laughed at her
"Okay, okay but I honestly feel like it was more. I feel like there's something there, more than a friends with benefits situation. Look, he even told you about leaving your stuff behind - not many guys do that unless they wanna see you again - but you know what, it's not my business, imma stay out of this one" Naomi tried to get it into Aimee's head from an outsiders perspective she was reading too much into her interaction with Ollie after the party probably wasn't interpreted correctly and now he wanted to see her again
"Naomi, basically every guy tells you about you leaving your stuff behind because they think you wanna see them again, when the actual case is that you're rushing out of the house so quickly and- OH MY GoD!" Aimee gasped
"What?" Naomi paused as she was mid opening the door to the stairwell
Frowning as she sighed in frustration, Aimee finally said, "They were my favourite lashes as well! The good ones. I can't even buy new ones cause I can't find them anywhere anymore" making Naomi playfully roll her eyes at Aimee's dramatics and continue walking up the stairs to get to their next lecture hall
"Then just go over and get them" Naomi bluntly stated because it wasn't like Ollie was holding them hostage
"Umm did you not just listen to a word I just said" Aimee asked after her
"Yep, get the lashes and an orgasm and then leave, simple"
"Anyway..."Aimee laughed at Naomi telling her to get her nut and then dip. "Moving on" she established, wanting to know the conversation about her now nonexistent relationship with Ollie was done and she was ready to move on
Following after Naomi into the lecture theatre the pair of them sat near the back and began to get their laptops and notepads out of their bags, whilst continuing their conversation.
"Moving on?" Naomi questioned wondering what Aimee now wanted to talk about because their conversations were mainly fashion, parties, and how could you not forget - boys, boys, boys
"Yes, moving on. Ollie is a big no - so time to find the next boy I'll probably fixate on, but hopefully he's the man of my dreams"
"The man of your dreams?" Naomi raised her eyebrows repeating Aimee's very words
"Yes" she said nonchalantly, "I'm going to be focusing on myself and what I attract and want to bring into my life - therefore manifesting the perfect guy for me
Naomi couldn't help but let the laughter bubble out of her at Aimee's last sentence, "Aimee" Naomi smiled as she tried to catch her breath
"What? I'm being serious"
"No, I believe you that's the funny thing"
"Well this is what I want" Aimee stated as she brought out a new notepad that looked completely different, smaller, more personalised than her other one - Aimee opened it up to a highlighted page and began to list off what she had written
My 'perfect' partner
- Tall
- Dark hair
- Brown or Green eyes
- Educated
- Likes physical contact
- Funny
- introverted to keep me calm but extroverted around the right people
- into art
- loves tattoos
- Has the same music taste (R&B, House)
- Is into deep conversations E.g. about feelings, love & arguments but also Conspiracy theories
- Can cook or wants to help me when in the kitchen
- Is deeply attracted to me
- Is attracted to my personality and the faults I do not like about myself
- Is very sexually active with me (we both love sex)
- Great in the bedroom department with his mouth, tongue, fingers and dick
I want him.
With harm to none, I summon my "perfect" person into my life. We are successful and happy. What belongs to me will find me in a matter of days, or hours or minutes - but no more than a week.
Finishing her list and her mantra about the perfect partner, Aimee reopened her eyes to find Naomi with her lips pursed and eyebrows raised as she looked at her
"What?" Aimee furrowed her brows at Naomi's facial expression
"You've met him" is all that Naomi said with a small smile and a shake of the head because Aimee was completely and utterly clueless she had already manifested her perfect man
Sitting up as her heart skipped a beat at the sound that she had missed her perfect partner, not realising it, Aimee immediately asked, "What, when? Who?"
In a dub tone, Naomi sat back and watched Aimee's reaction as she said, "Ollie"
"Ugh" she rolled her eyes
Now, that wasn't what Naomi was expecting and she was just about to explain to Aimee where Ollie seemed to match her description but their lecture had started
Aimee tried, she really did try to focus on her lecture, but after manifesting her perfect partner and Naomi claiming that it matched up to Ollie and yet she hadn't even met Ollie yet properly herself - only from Aimee's mouth - she couldn't help but think back to every bullet point and how did Ollie match
It was him. It was always him
He really did and just to add, Aimee couldn't help but think back to the sex
The sex that she couldn't get out of her mind for days. Days and days on end she was replaying that moment, the minutes, maybe hour or so of foreplay and sex that Ollie gave her
The way he listened to her. Focused on her. Wanted her. Liked her. Fucked her.
He was everything that night.
Good with his tongue - he definitely knew how to use it and he hadn't even explored her lower lips with it - just her tits and mouth
Fuck - he licked her everywhere and she meant everywhere.
Good ass - Fuck it was squeezable when they were fucking and it definitely made him thrust into her harder and faster
Shit.
This was bad, very bad because Ollie stone didn't want a relationship. He wanted a roster and Aimee Valencia wasn't on a roster, she was the one and only.
She needed to get over Ollie and quick.
Sighing, she reached for phone to attempt to block ollie from her life because she needed to get over him, but was quickly stopped my the notification of a text from an old friend.
Jamie - Aimee, party on Friday night - I already know you wanna come so don't even try it. I'll text you the details on the night. Love you! Xx