Book Series: "Friends with Company"

CHAPTER SIX.

     I decided not to go straight home. The weather was perfect so I decided to just drive round for a bit. Sam had texted me she was back at the apartment, so I was kind of looking forward to that. Sam always had the best stories to tell. which is because she lived the most fun life. alright, having one night stands shouldn't be what you'd call fun, but you get my drift. this was kind of the reason why I needed a drive. I hadn't known it yet, but I had a lot going through my mind. Chris had texted again.. The moment i saw it I kind of froze. We had promised never to keep in touch, or contact the other in any way so as to never bring up what had happened. Sam was the only one that knew, if Damien ever found out, I didn't know what I'd do. I had been driving for almost an hour now, so I decided to head back to the apartment. I got to our driveway a few minutes later, and noticed Ashley's car wasn't parked, which meant she was out. which made me so happy because I got to park where she usually did. which was this convenient little spot that we always argued over. I got in, and the first person I saw was Ashley, sitting on the couch by the window, texting. "why the fuck are you home?" I said, kind of irritated, but more surprised. at least I got the "superstar spot" is what we called it. "Maybe because I live here? God, why can't you just shut up already, with that stupid accent" she replied. I rolled my eyes. I literally had just said six words, six. but yet, I and my accent were stupid. "Your car isn't parked outside" I finally said. "It isn't?" she said looking wide eyed at me. "January!" she yelled out. "Jen!" she continued. there wasn't a reply. "yeah, well. I guess Jen took it out" she said, relaxing back into the chair. "where's Sam?" I asked. "busy banging a gay guy" she said and burst into laughter. "I knoooooooooow" I said joining in. "Damien told me" I finished. "you called?" January said walking in. "you're home?! Avery says my car isn't parked outside" Ashley said sounding worried. "last night you didn't come home with it, remember?" January said to her. "oh yeah. it got towed." Ashley replied slouching back onto the chair again, grabbing her phone looking like she hadn't had a care in the world. I looked dumbfounded, but then again I was used to it. she probably wasn't going to pick up that car till like a week went by. I felt happy at that. Meaning I got the "superstar spot" whoopy! 
       I left them both in the sitting room, and went straight for sam's room, I knocked on the door but didn't hear anything, so I opened it and found her asleep on her bed. Beside her was her iPod and her Garfield earplugs. this was so typical of Sam. she probably fell asleep while listening to music. Coldplay, most likely. I got out and shut the door carefully behind me. Now, normally I would have probably woken her up by tickling her feet, and having her yell at me later. trust me, it was worth it. The look on her face was priceless. but for some reason, I decided to just let her sleep. she looked like she needed it, and I remembered when I called earlier she hadn't sounded so happy. 
Ashley was still on her phone, and January was in the kitchen now, making what she thought was pasta. January couldn't cook, even if her life depended on it. so let's just hope one day it didn't. "Do you know an Alex?" Ashley asked interrupting my thoughts. "huh?" "Sam came in about an hour ago asking if we knew an Alex. do you know Alex the angel ave?" Ashley replied looking at me like I had no sense. I laughed. "Alex the angel?" "oh yes. He has to be an angel, what with the way Sam described him." she said looking at January, all ready to start making their stupid jokes. "brown eyes" January said all dreamy. "his shoulders, oh my God" Ashley said, mimicking sam I was too sure. "his voice!" "nose" "lips!" "height!" they went on and on.. "well, he isn't an angel." I finally said interrupting them. "why?" They asked me laughing. "you haven't said anything about wings" I said, joining in their stupidity. "well, I'm sure his toy down there would make you feel like you're flying when it's time" January said and burst into tears, from laughing. Ashley couldn't help it, and burst out laughing too. I couldn't help it, I laughed a bit. Ashley and January.. best girls. "so, an Alex ey? bugger I've never met him." I finally said. "Bugger?" Ashley said looking at me like I was crazy. "no, no. whenever you want to go all English, just go into the bathroom and wash your mouth with soap." she continued. "oh, sod off missy" I said laughing trying to get on her nerves. "ello guvvvvvnaaaa, I'm having a bit of tea and biscuits with the queen" Ashley said in her most horrible English accent. We all burst out laughing. "so, so.. Alex right? Let's think.." I said to them, trying to get our attention back on the topic. "I guess I'll ask Damien for her." I continued. "well well, it looks like our single pringle isn't going to be single for too long" January said. "Is it that serious?" I said asking January. Ashley laughed. "she literally just met him an hour ago when she went looking for christen" Ashley said. "But then again, Sam has never come home asking about any guy, or talking about any guy even. she didn't even give us any details about her night with Craig, so it might be serious." She added. "wow" I and January said at the same time. 
   "Sam likes someone.." I said, not even believing the words coming out of my mouth. you see, the thing was.. sam hadn't been with anyone serious for about two years. This was our second year in college.. so it was really a big deal. 


I needed to find this guy. 


text messages:

hey ave. I'm home. - sam

Avery.. you can't ignore me forever. - chris




CHAPTER FIVE.


      I got to the apartment, and remembered to text Avery almost immediately. I found January sitting on the couch, removing what was left of her nail polish. "I could swear you've had that color on since the beginning of the year" I said teasing her. God, I looked like absolute shit. I looked like someone that had just walked out of a Disney convention, only Instead of looking like Cinderella, I looked more like one of her ugly step sisters. I had messy hair. I still had my make up on from the day before, so you can imagine how that looked. and then most of all.. I was still wearing the dress. I had, had to ride the bus home considering Damien was busy. the thought of him being with Avery really almost made me cry. and that's saying something. Because I've cried just 3 times in my entire adult life. The first time was when my grandma passed away. The second time was when Jesse, my ex boyfriend stole all my paintings, and planned to sell them on eBay. the third time was last year when I had really wanted to go to a Paramore concert. But I had found out the tickets were sold out at last minute, and then like a knight in shining Armour, Damien had come, giving me a ticket along with a backstage pass. now, that usually might not have made me cry, despite how sweet it was. But it was my 19th birthday and nothing was going my way. Right until Damien got me the ticket. I repaid him that night, I thought smiling. oh, I repaid him well.  "Ashley! Come look who's doing the walk of shame at.." January said looking at her watch. "at 12:30 in the afternoon" she continued. Ashley ran into the room almost immediately. She ran me up and down before she said a word. "well, the least he could do was let you borrow his clothes" she finally said. January was laughing hysterically. "Maybe all he has are skinny jeans and net shirts" she added almost falling off her chair. "..Or tights!" Ashley said laughing too. I was confused for a second, till I realized what the idiot's were laughing at. I had told them "Craig" was gay last night. I sighed. I had to start keeping up with my lies or had start making better ones. I just decided to let them have their fun. I was too tired to argue with them anyway. And I needed a shower. "How was he Sam?" January continued. "..was he only comfortable with hitting it from the back? ahhhahhahaha" and I promise you. That's exactly how she laughed. "it's pretty clear you need good dicking Jen." I said before I slammed my room door shut. That might at least keep her quiet for a little while. all I could hear after was Ashley laughing. I immediately got out of the dress, and headed for the shower. before I got in I glanced at my clock and saw it was 1 pm. Great, I had thought. it wasn't even 2 yet, and I was already having a bad day. I stayed in the shower for about 30 minutes. I should have just ran myself a bath I had thought. Damien had called almost twenty times, but I really didn't want to talk to him. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I got out of the shower, and picked out a sun dress. that's what I loved about sun dresses. They were the most comfortable things to wear. well, to me. But what I really loved about it was.. i could always rely on them to wear, when I didn't want to go through the stress of Jeans. I opened the door to my room, and I couldn't find January or Ashley anywhere. I was glad. Those two could really be annoying when they wanted to. They were both probably in January's room, looking up the best club's in NYC right now. Let me tell you the best times January and Ashley made the best companions.. Friday nights. 
I found my way to the kitchen to get some ice cream from the freezer, because it was all I wanted. But then I remembered Avery had told me Ashley had pigged out on it yesterday. Ice cream eating pig, I thought. I loved January and Ashley so much. really. Today just wasn't a very good day for me. I took out my phone, and typed out "get Ben and Jerry's chocolate flavored ice cream tomorrow" I wrote in my reminders. Which is when I scrolled down and saw "Get to your 9 am class on time tomorrow" 
"fuck!" I yelled out. How the hell did I forget I had a class this morning!? I thought. But then I remembered all that happened this morning, and then it just put me in an even worse mood. I went to my room, got my purse, put on some slippers and out the door I was, on my way to campus. 
          I took a taxi, so I was there in about an hour, no thanks to traffic. I had called christen, we had the economics class together, and she was a good friend of mine, so I was hoping on her filling me in on what I had missed, but she wasn't picking up, so I found my way to her hostel. Her room was on the top floor so imagine how many stairs I had, had to climb. I finally got there, but then I guess God had put it in stone that today wasn't going to be a very good day for me because her room was locked. all I could think about were the many stairs I had climbed. Why isn't teleporting a thing yet?! We're in the 21st century goddammit. I thought frowning. I really was in a terrible mood, so I really didn't care when someone had murmured "lighten up Missy." I tried to stop frowning a bit after that. but then I guess I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't realize I was walking extremely fast, which is when I slammed into someone. I was on the floor with my underwear on full view. I should have wore jeans I thought. Jeans wouldn't go all the way up to your face showing your "spank me" underwear. Jeans are loyal to you. I think when that happened, I had just given up. I had decided to lay on that floor, and stay there till whenever. Because the person I slammed into kind of panicked. "oh my God, are you okay?!" the voice kept asking me. No. I just want to lay here. can you please get a pillow, and some Ben and Jerry's while you're at it? I thought but didn't say. the person was about to call an ambulance, when I had realized it was time to get up. I rose my head up, and the person was relived and helped me off my feet, which was when I finally got a good look at the person I had bumped into. the first thing I had noticed where his eyes. They were as brown as.. well, whatever it is that's really brown. and then his nose, and his lips. I just really couldn't stop staring at his face. He was looking at me too. Well, of course he was looking at me. Probably wondering if I was crazy, because I was just staring. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have been speed walking" I finally managed to say, realizing I had been staring at this boy for almost 5 minutes. "It's okay" he said laughing. "can't be late for your class" he added. Except, I wasn't running to any class. "yeah" I said, forcing laughter slowly finding my way to the staircase. "Except, you weren't actually running to a class?" He asked smiling, almost reading my thoughts. I smiled back. "I was just kind of in a hurry" I replied. "well, be careful next time beautiful. I could have been the dean" "good thing you weren't" I replied laughing. did he just call me beautiful? smooth. "I'm Alex, what's your name?" he asked, his voice was soothing. "Sam" I replied, trying to make my voice sound 10 times better than it actually was. "Samantha?" He had asked me. oh, just thank my parents for giving me a boys name. I had never minded up until now.  I nodded. "well, you better get going Samantha." He said. I gave him the same look a puppy who doesn't want you to leave gives you. And I wasn't even aware till he said.. "you were in a hurry?" "I'll be seeing you again" he added smiling, then walked away. 


Reminders: 


- Ask avery, January or Ashley if they know an Alex. 
God! Why didn't I ask for his last name?





CHAPTER FOUR.

          oh fuck. how the hell did Sam forget her purse here? Avery was looking at me, not suspiciously of course, but more with surprised eyes. I laugh, and Avery looks even more surprised. "she was here last night with her date" I finally say. Avery laughs. "with Craig?" she asks? "she said he was gay" "Sam banged a gay guy?" she laughs even more. "but then again she said he wasn't sure about his sexuality, so there's that" she adds. "who says they had sex?" I ask frowning. God, Avery is the best at assumptions. "what was she doing here with Craig then?" she asks me. I should have just agreed with her on the sex thing, I hear my thoughts say. "they just decided to stop by from the party" I really should have agreed with her on the sex thing. she looked puzzled, which is when I decided to add.. "and then they got busy In my room" I say almost regretting it. But then Avery got excited. "I knew it!" she said laughing. "Anyway, I'm leaving now babe. Love you" she said kissing my cheek. "love you" I replied, as she walked out the door. Why did I get mad at the thought of Sam having sex with another guy even if it was something I made up. 
        God, Sam was so pissed when Avery called this morning and she had to leave. "I can't keep doing this Damien" she had said hurriedly getting into her huge dress. "It's been fucking two years. you think I can do this for another year?" "And now I have to get on the bus wearing this.. this.. thing!" "I thought you liked it yesterday" I added, which is when she gave me a death stare, and I had to apologize. she really didn't let me talk. "If you think this is going to continue for another year, another month even, you're crazy Damien." "God, I just.. I can't do this anymore. It isn't fair to Avery and it isn't fair to me. talk to her Damien, or let me. I don't know, maybe I should just talk to her because you.." which is when I had finally stood up and did the only thing I could think of. I kissed her. she calmed down a bit after that, and then she finally gave me a chance to talk. "I know if isn't fair to you Sam, you think I don't know this? you think I like having you in my apartment all the time, and not showing you off to the world? God, Sam. I think about holding your hands in public all the time, I think about kissing you in front of everyone, carrying you, just.. just holding you. Just to let the world know that you are MINE. It's hurting me just as much as it's hurting you. And most of all, it's killing me that you can't stay. I'm sorry" I said looking at her. she really did look hurt. really hurt. "I'm going to go Damien. call me when your girlfriend's left, like you always do" she said. I was looking at her still. "that's not fair" I replied. and then she walked out. I've called her about 15 times, but it's gone straight to voice mail. I got in the shower, and just stood in there for a little while. it's weird how my mind goes crazy when I'm in the shower. it's like I step in, and all my thoughts start scrambling around in my head. All I could think about was her. Sam. "call me when your girlfriend's left, like you always do" what she had said, is all I was thinking about. and then Avery.. I did love Avery. it was just really complicated. which is when I heard someone call my name. I got out of the shower, got a towel and got out of the bathroom.
        "You're kind of intimidating man. Put on a shirt" Xavier said. Xavier's a good friend of mine. I've Known him for about 4 years. We used to share the apartment together, till he saved up enough to get his. I laughed, and got a T-shirt from my wardrobe and put it on. "what're you doing here man. tell me you don't still have the keys to this place. no wonder my fridge is always so empty" I say to him. "your door was open" he replied laughing. "Yo, there's this party tonight on the upper west side. My cousins having it. And guess what they need?" He asks me smiling. It took me a second, but I had finally guessed. "yoooooo!" I say, slapping his hand. "I had to recommend you my man. all you need to do is show up this evening, and play them a couple of your stuff. And they'll let you know if you're hired." He said. I had only ever Dj'd twice in my entire life. this was going to be the third. I was fucking excited. "what time do I have to be there tonight?" I asked. "7. And I'm coming with, you know who's going to handle the girls?" He asked, and it wasn't rhetorical. "you.." "ME!" He interrupted laughing. Xavier was that one friend every guy wanted to have. He was a good person at heart, but actually so fucking crazy. All the girls loved Xavier, and Xavier loved the girls. He's never been in a relationship the years I've known him. The closest he got to a relationship, was some no strings attached thing he had with some girl for almost 2 months. Even he gets bored of those things. "I've got a class bro" I said now fully dressed. "I'll be at your side by 7" I continued. "Are you wearing that out?" He asked. I was wearing sweats. sweats. "yeah man, so?" "I still look hotter than you." He said. I laughed. "I still get all the girrrrrrrls" he kind of sang. I was contemplating whether he was high or not. "and, well. you kind of do too, seeing as you're banging two best friends" he said laughing. "man, that isn't funny" I said stopping him before he got the door. "you know it isn't like that" I said getting the door myself. "that's where you're wrong.." ".. it IS like that" he said getting out of the apartment. And then I realised.. He was right.



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CHAPTER THREE.


I push the door open and get out of the class. Mr Owens was a no show today. And it was the only class I had today. I had no other plans, I thought about calling Damien. But then I figured he'd be asleep still considering it was 11am. He slept like a rock, I thought laughing. I called Sam instead. it went straight to voicemail. someone got lucky last night, I thought, thinking about Sam. I decided to just go over to Damien's anyway. I could make him breakfast? I was still thinking. I picked up my phone and decided to just call him. He picked up on the third ring. "Avery" he said sounding tired. I was right, I probably woke him up.            "Well, hello mr grumpy" I said laughing. "I'm going to stop by okay? Make you breakfast?" I said feeling pleased with myself. "now?" he replied. "yeah babe. It's 11am you know." I said looking at my watch. He said nothing. "babe?" "uh, yeah yeah. stop by" and then he hung up. Damien was the worst Morning person. I got into my car, en route Damien's. I thought of what to do for the whole day. I really didn't have any plans. Maybe Damien, Sam and I could go see a movie, I thought. Or even better, I could call up the modelling scout. My mom might frown at that though. Her and dad grew up in the industry, and they've made it clear they don't want me a part of it. "Their all crazy, A" I remember dad saying, with mom agreeing. I could go to the library, catch up on stuff. or just stay home with January or Ashley. or Sam! where was Sam? I picked up my phone and dialled her number again, it rang this time. "you sneaky little minx. where are you? And tell me all about your night I'm dying to hear it." I said immediately she had picked up. "I'm on the bus Avey" she said to me, sounding not so happy. "I'll call you when I get home." she said, and cut the phone. Everyone was so gloomy today. It sucked. I couldn't wait to hear all about her night, with whoever boy she spent it with. I've never had a one night stand, I thought to myself. I kind of did with this one boy I met at a party, but that's another story for another day. I had been with Damien for almost all my life. I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. We were pretty much completely different people, but we got along just fine. Damien was a photographers assistant, and a Dj. I had thought the whole Dj'ing thing was a joke at first, but I guess he likes it. I pulled up at his apartment, and got out. "wow. And I thought I had come across the prettiest girl in the world already" some guy passing, walking his dog said to me. I smiled and found my way up the stairs to Damien's. Right before I was about to knock, Damien opened the door and smiled at me. "hi beautiful" he said and kissed me.               "And to think I thought I was going to be meeting you grumpy" I said getting in. "oh yeah, sorry about that. I had just woken up" i got in and dropped my bag on a stool. I went ahead to the kitchen, all set to make breakfast, even though it was about 12pm now. I opened the fridge, but there was nothing in there to make breakfast with. Just junk food, and a single egg that looked like it had been half cracked already. "You really need to stock up your fridge" I said to him, but he was busy watching something on tv. I decided to just make him an omelet. "Get more eggs" I scribbled on a sticky note and stuck it to the fridge. I cleaned up, and went to see what he was so involved in. As usual, it was that dumb show that for some reason hasn't ended yet, supernatural. I picked up the remote and changed it. "wait, no no! put in back" Damien said looking at me. "But it's so boring, and I don't get it anyway." "God, you and sam are so alike. she watches it every single day as well" I said rolling my eyes, as I changed it back to the channel it was on. "Maybe if you tried watching it for a second, instead of assuming it's dumb.. You might like it" he said not even paying attention to me anymore. "Sam already made me watch an episode. I still stand by what I said" I replied. I got my phone from my bag and tried calling Sam again. it went to voicemail. "Why didn't you want to go for the ball babe? Sam went with some Craig guy" "I did go, but I stayed just a few minutes" Damien didn't bat an eyelid. "I really wanted to go. You'd be the prince and I'd be the princess" I said quoting taylor swift's love story. at least Damien laughed at that. Or maybe he was laughing at something that happened on the show, I wasn't quite sure. About 30 minutes later it finally ended, and Damien stood up and walked over to his room. "what should we do today? I'm bored" I finally said. "I've got a class in two hours" Damien shouted from his room. I stood up from the couch, and found my way to his room. He was looking for something in his wardrobe, which is when I went and stood right behind him, wrapping my arms around him. "I know what we could do for two hours" I whispered. He chuckled. "that sounds great babe. But I really can't miss this class." "who said anything about missing it? I might just work you out, Is all" I said kind of seductively. "Exactly. I don't want to be tired Ave." that kind of just turned me off, so I managed to say "okay" then went back to the sitting room. "hey, hey," he said coming right behind me. "you know theres nothing I'd rather be doing than bending you over that sink right now.." "..But, I really can't miss this class." we both smiled, and then I leaned in and kissed him. "I'll see you later. Don't be late" I said after, getting my car keys from his kitchen table when I noticed something.
        "Hey babe?!" I yell, because he's back in his room. "yeah?!" he yells back. I leave the kitchen, and find my way back into his room. "was sam here?"


Text messages.

- Hey ave, it's mom. you should come see us soon.
- Phone died. I'm home now, call me. - Sam
- Get some booze. Or don't come back to the apartment Thompson. - January

- You have to talk to me sometime..    - Chris












CHAPTER TWO.


"NOW WE'RE ALL IN THE BED IN MY ROOM.." I sing really loud, facing Damien from the passenger seat as I do so. We're on our way to his apartment from the ball. It's 2am. "And I'm about to fill his shoes!" he sings after me. "BUT YOU SAY NO" we yell together. sex by the 1975 was playing on our way back from the ball. It was kind of like our song. "She's got a boyfriend anyway!" He continues singing. "She's got a boyfriend anyway!" He looks at me smiling, while he sings this time. And before I realize, my hand is across the car turning down the volume completely. "that's our best part sam!" He says laughing. "what's wrong?" "Is Avery calling?" He asks. "you've got a girlfriend anyway." I say to him suddenly with so much hurt in my voice. In the song, sex by the 1975, they yell out "she's got a boyfriend anyway" quite a couple of times. I've sung this so many times with Damien, so I wasn't sure why it had gotten to me on this particular night. "you've got a girlfriend anyway Damien" I said, much coldly this time. He sighed. "I don't understand how we went from THAT" he points at the radio. "to THIS" he just kind of wiggled his hand. "this has been going on for 2 years, when are you going to tell Avery?" "It isn't that easy Sam" he said. "Then make it easy" I replied looking at him.
      I guess it's time I explained things. Damien and Avery are those two fortunate people whose parents have already planned out their futures. I'll just say they've been together since middle school. Avery's parents think Damien is a "fine young man" who is going to graduate top of his class and live a happy happy life, a life they want Avery to be a part of. Damien's dad couldn't agree more. so, their one of those kids who've been dating practically.. All their lives. And guess who they left out? oh, no. no one thought Sam was the perfect girl for Damien. well, in their defense, I kind of always had a boyfriend. and Avery had liked Damien first. they went to junior prom together and all of that. Damien and I have always had that.. spark. He gets me like no one ever has. He doesn't just tolerate my little flaws, he loves them. I can almost literally see sparks fly whenever he's around. I'm in love with him. And two years ago, when my ex stole some of my paintings and managed to sell them off as his, with me bawling my eyes out, he looked me right in my eyes, and told me.. " Some people find passion in some things. Weird things sometimes. and art is YOUR passion. your fingers are magic. and knowing you, and those little fingers of yours? I know we've got new masterpieces coming soon." I kind of knew I was in love w him then. plus, anyway he managed to get my paintings back for me. which was just absolutely incredible. We started seeing each other, and at first I was going to tell Avery right away, but I just couldn't. You see, the thing is. I've come to realize Avery is scared of letting her parents down. she comes to me almost every two weeks telling me about different guys she's met, but how she can't act on anything because she's got Damien. Although, she did sleep with one. But it was just one time.. and, In her defense she had only been with one guy. Damien isn't Avery's "the one" and vice versa. Their so different, it's kind of hilarious. And they both want completely different things. For starters, Avery isn't the biggest fan of photography,  once Damien starts talking about anything related to it, Avery blacks out. Damien lives for music. It's one of the many things that make him happy, but that doesn't excite Avery much. she's never been to any of his shows. I used to talk to her about it, but she just used to say he understood. Avery on the other hand.. doesn't really do much. she goes for her classes, and then to the apartment. she's kind of really dedicated to school and stuff. although, now she's contemplating modeling ever since some modeling scout talked her up last month. Any moving thing with a penis is attracted to Avery. She's that one friend you sometimes don't want to go out with, because one second everyone's looking at you.. Till they see Her. it's funny sometimes, the effect she has. but hey, she's My best friend and I love her.
oh God, I'm fucking my best friends boyfriend.
     "I'm in love with you Sam, and you know this." I did know it. Damien was the kind of boy whose love you couldn't doubt. considering he knew me like the back of his hand, he always knew what to do, and what not to. "I'm sorry I've put you in this position where I'm having you feel less of yourself. But this thing with Avery.. it's just so messed up." He looked at me. "But, I promise. the worlds going to know about me and you really soon Miss bridges" he said smiling his signature smile. And all I could think to reply was.. "I'm getting out of my dress myself" he laughed. "what happened to my challenge?" he asked parking his car outside his apartment. "I'm trying to be mad at you Arthur" having a last name as a first name was something we always laughed about. Damien Arthur. I got out of the car, and we got into his apartment, and as usual.. It smelt like home to me. I was here, just as much as I was at my own apartment. "Hungry babe?!" He yelled from the kitchen. "just chocolates. dairy" I replied back. I went into his room, got out of my Cinderella dress, and wore one his jersey shirts. I forgot to mention, he looked absolutely handsome tonight. With his grey suit that made him look ten times hotter than usual. We watched reruns of supernatural all night, till about 4am when he carried me into his room, and made love to me. sex with Damien isn't just.. sex. with him, there's always something new to expect. It's like riding a roller coaster for the first time each time, you're always a tad bit surprised. But always excited still. My orgasms with him were out of this world. it was my idea for us to do it with music playing in the background last night. sex you up by colour me bad just made us both laugh, so we switched to 'tonight' by john legend and a few others. There might have been strawberries and a bit of syrup involved too. Damien was asleep beside me, causing me to finally fall asleep too. And mostly because I remembered I had something at 9am tomorrow.. But wasn't quite sure what.


Reminders:

- Take sex you up by colour me bad out of the sex playlist.
- Don't absentmindedly wear Damien's jersey shirt home.
- When the girls see you doing the walk of shame tomorrow morning, and ask who it was with.. don't say 'DJ D'
- I could say it was with Craig? "hallelujah. you guys. he isn't gay."
- Remind Damien to buy more strawberries. Last night was amazing.
- Don't sleep with Damien till you talk to avery.
- That last part might not be possible.












CHAPTER ONE.



I looked in the mirror, I looked at myself really well. and, I really did look amazing. Ashley had done a great job with my hair, I shouldn't have doubted her so much. I thought, laughing. I looked like Cinderella in this ball gown. Better than Cinderella even. why did people always refer to her whenever they looked princess-y anyway? what happened to the other ones? Like um, aurora? she was gorgeous, right? which is when Avery interrupted my thoughts. "you've been tugging at that dress for minutes now" she said laughing. Avery was like sunshine on a rainy day. Even without her trying, she always looked beautiful. she never wore that much makeup, and she was as fit as ever. I looked at myself again, I had suddenly gone from a 10 to a 6. Avery Thompson ladies and gentlemen. oh, and yes. she's British. she lived in England the first 10 years of her life, so not exactly, but she's got that English accent all the American boys fall for. "ello guvna" I heard my thoughts whisper. "Because it's so huge" I added laughing. "You look like Cinderella sam" she said with so much glitter in her eyes. I rolled my eyes. see? "I wish I got an invite to their spring ball" avery said. "You're so lucky sammie. Damien isn't even going. Who is it you're going with again?" 
       Now, here's the thing. I was going with someone I shouldn't have been going with. I was dating someone I shouldn't have been dating. I was shagging someone I shouldn't have been shagging. Damien Arthur. "um, Craig. some guy. no one really. is there still ice cream in the fridge?" I was managing to change the subject. Avery laughed. "Ashely" is all she said, with her patting her belly, letting me know Ashely pigged out on it. "Craig? I don't know a Craig. Is he friends with Damien?" incase you haven't already picked this up. Damien was avery's boyfriend. before you say anything and start judging me.. well, it's a long story. I'll get in on it later. There was a sound of a bottle breaking, forcing avery to leave my room to go find out who had been drinking again. which is when my phone rang. it was Damien. and he was right outside. Not right outside our apartment, no. Just about a block away. "Alright, so I'm leaving guys!" I yelled trying to leave the apartment with full force, and I was lucky. Avery was arguing with Ashley and January. those two were drunk as fuck. "no, no! wait, I want to see the Craig guy. I never see anyone you date." Avery whined. "okay, really. I think he's gay" I managed to lie. "I don't want him to feel embarrassed because he isn't quite sure about his sexuality yet. And you know how Ashley is when she's drunk" I said looking at drunk Ashley and January. "so there won't be anyone getting lucky tonight?" Avery said winking. I laughed. oh, there would be.. 
     "Not with that guy" I said managing a laugh. "Bye guys! see you later" I said holding my huge dress going out of the apartment. Right after I stepped out, Damien drove right up to me. "you didn't think I was going to actually let you walk, did you?" He said with that special grin he always had on his face, as he sped off. right on cue, he turned on the radio and The 1975's Sex was playing. we looked at each other and smiled. it was kind of an inside thing for me and him. I've known Damien all my life, literally all my life. Him, avery and I grew up together. our parents were best friends in high school and through out college, and well, pretty much all their lives. My dad's a photographer, and my mom's a PR agent. Avery grew up in London. she lived with her parents there for about 10 years before she moved to NY, that was Mr and Mrs Thompson's dream. they had planned to live in London all their lives. But got bored and came back to NY. Mr Thompson's an actor. you've probably seen him beside brad pitt or George Clooney in some big buster movie, while her mom owns a clothing line, and other stuff. Turns out we were given birth to in the same hospital just a month apart. I was born in may, she was born in June. Right after she was given birth to, her parents and her moved up to England. And well, apparently, I used to visit her in London up until I was about 3 and vice versa. so, yeah. I've known her all my life. You'd think we're living the life with our parents being kind of famous, but we're just two college girls who go to NYU with two roommates who are the best, and also the worst to live with. I've never depended on my parents for anything, just pretty much the essential stuff. although, I and Avery along with Ashley and January pay our apartment rent. and Damien? his mom's dead. he never really knew her considering she died when he was a child. His dad is a basketball agent. super cool, I know. he lives the coolest life really. always having his pictures taken with these famous basketball players. going to almost every game. Having every girl swoon all over him. Did I mention he's 6'4 with eyes so green you could actually see your reflection in them? well, if you look really close. I tease him sometimes, and ask if he's photoshopped. he doesn't want to play basketball when he's older though. He's into photography, and makes beats and stuff. I call him 'DJ D' "Sam?" He says interrupting my thoughts, I look at him almost immediately. "It's going to be hard getting you out of that dress" he said smiling his seductive smile. "Make it a challenge" I said, smiling back at him. As I waited for him to get the door for me. 


oh, and yeah. I'm Samantha bridges. 


Reminders; 

- Tell Damien to talk to avery. or talk to her at least. 
- Try not to have sex with Damien before then.
- Yeah, that second one isn't possible.
- Get to your 9am class on time tomorrow

- Try not to get too drunk at the ball