《Smitten With Him [Editing]》5. Tomfoolery
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"Trisha you do know I was joking when I said you could room with me?"
"Yeah. I don't care."
"No. Go away, I don't want you here."
"Is it so you could jerk off like Liam said?"
When I said Trisha could room with me because she's bearable, I meant it as a joke. It was only to make Molly annoyed. When Liam suggested that I wanted alone time to jerk off, Trisha uses it against me.
Presently, Trisha was holding her bright pink pillow by my doorway, asking if she can room with me. Hell nah. She was dressed in her pyjamas- joggers and a vest top, ready for bed. It'll be weird to room with Trisha, even though I have a double bed, we're both at that age were hormones spill out everywhere.
"You still said I could room here now move up." she said, shoving me to one side of the bed.
Just my luck, Mum walked past the room and glared at me. "Zach, if Trisha finds it hard to sleep on the blow up bed then let her sleep in your room. She's a guest and she deser-"
"Mum, no."
"Zach, move up for Trisha, now."
I groaned loudly and scrambled to the other side of the bed. I faced my back to her and felt the bed dip. "I'm not rooming with her again," I said and mum replied with "I don't want any of that attitude."
Mum left and it was silent for a few minutes until Trisha asked me to stop being greedy with the duvet.
"So," Trisha said. "I bet you've had other girls in this bed. Liam told me that you're asked out by a lot of girls."
Did she really just say that?
I turned around to face her and gritted my teeth. "That's none of your business."
"I think it is. My cousin, a girl magnet. That's cute."
"There's nothing cute about it. Anyway, I haven't had a girlfriend for a while." I closed my eyes, hoping to get to sleep again. I think my last comment was a total conversation killer anyway.
"Why?" Trisha blurted out after a few moments, causing me to sigh. If Trisha isn't satisfied, she'd keep talking until she is so I have to talk to her.
"Because, I dump them after a month- or less." I said truthfully. "What about you? Any boyfriends?"
"I'm in a relationship at the moment, with a guy called Kian. We've been going out for a year."
I just nodded and closed my eyes again, but then, Trisha had to open her mouth again.
"When was your last hookup?"
"I'm not saying. Gosh, stop being nosey." I said.
"But don't you get lonely? No girlfriends, hookups?"
"I don't need a girlfriend to keep me from getting lonely, I have friends."
"Molly's the same, she hasn't had a boyfriend for a couple months." she sighed, "I get worried. She's pretty depressed most the time."
Could Molly be in the same boat? I mean, it's very unlikey but she could be a lesbian. Who knows right? Coming out the closet is a freaking difficult task. I haven't succeeded in it, i'm too worried about all the judgements from other people.
That's the thing about me, I actually care about what people's judgements are of me. It's not good and I know that I shouldn't let other people change the way I think.
"Go sleep Trish." I said and turned around. The room was eerily silent and the last thing that could be heard was a sigh and a yawn.
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"Can we go to the cinema?"
"No, let's go shopping!"
"You have enough clothes!"
I cocked an eyebrow to Liam, who did the same. Obviously, Molly and Trisha couldn't agree on one thing. They never can.
"Can you just shut up." Liam yelled. Both girls went silent. "We'll go shopping. I need to get a few things. Zach, you up for it?"
I nodded, "Yeah ok but can I invite a friend?"
"I'll invite a friend too. Molly, Trisha, we don't want you around us, got it?"
They giggled and went out into the hallway to put on their shoes. I went upstairs and got my phone to ring Jace.
"Hello?"
"Yo, you wanna come to the mall for a bit? My cousins are over an they wanted to go and I can't deal with them around."
"Yeah ok."
"I'll be at your house in ten."
"Cool bye."
I hung the phone up and went upstairs to change out of my joggers and actually in to outside clothes. I wore light denim shorts that are tight at the bottom and end just above the knee and matching sky blue and white tie dye top.
Once I was happy with my appearance I came downstairs. Molly and Trisha were already ready and waiting.
"You take longer than a girl, jeez." Trisha commented.
We all headed out into the car and made a stop a Jace's and then Calvin's.
"Guys, why did we take a five seater car when we have six people?" Jace groaned as he sat in the car. "I'm all squished."
I studied his attire. He wore a plain t-shirt and red capri's that were rolled up at the bottom. To top it off he wore red toms and a beanie that actually suited him well. He looked like a true hipster.
"Guess what," I asked. "Nobody cares."
We arrived at the mall, without reviving a ticket for speeding or having too many people.
"We should see a movie." Calvin said, making Molly scoff.
We parked the car and headed inside, where we parted ways. Calvin and Liam went off together, Molly and Trisha went off together and Jace and I went off together.
"Wanna get fro-"
"Who goes shopping on a Sunday? Really?" Jace complained. It seemed all he does is complain.
We walked in the direction of the frozen yogurt stall, I went chocolate overload with Oreo, chocolate buttons and chocolate sprinkles. Jace went a little more healthier and had bananas, strawberries, blueberries and mini m&m's.
I took my wallet out of my back pocket and stood by the counter to pay for our yogurt.
"Don't worry." I said just as Jace took out his wallet. I handed the woman at the register the money for both our fro-yos.
"Zach, you didn't have to pay for me."
"It's cool," I said. After all, He's tutoring and he's even feeding me at the barbecue.
We walked around the mall eating our frozen yogurts. We didn't want to go to any particular stores.
"Can we go there, please?!" Jace said and pointed to The Disney Store.
"Really? They don't even have your size- woah." I was cut off when he grabbed my hand and dragged to the Disney store.
He let go and I couldn't help but want his touch again. I don't know whether it's because it's Jace or because I've been pretty lonely for a long time. Trisha had a point, you can fulfil your loneliness just with friends. It couldn't be Jace though, I haven't even known him long.
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"They have my size. Over there." he pointed to the corner of the room, under a section called 'adult'.
"I'm so getting this." Jace picked up a dark grey hoodie and showed me it. It had a cute picture of Mickey and Minnie.
"You're such a child." I chuckled.
"Hey shut up."
"Make me."
He huffed and walked off to the mugs. He fumbled with them all, there were loads. Winnie the Pooh characters, Monsters Inc, Tinkerbell, Wall-E and way more.
I went back to the adults section and looked at the collections. One sweatshirt in particular caught my eye. It was black and there was a white outline of Winnie the Pooh and Tigger.
I picked it up, and maybe I'm being a hypocrite but it is childish. It's not girly, like Jace's.
I went to the till to pay and Jace was behind, holding a mug that had Goofy on it.
I paid for my things and Jace paid for his. He got really happy when he received a Disney themed bag to put the stuff in. It was made up of multicoloured squares and in the squares were different Disney characters.
He reminded me of an excited little kid.
"Do you wanna get a pretzel?" Jace asked half an hour later while walking past the different shops.
"We just had yogurt."
"But they're right over there. They're calling me."
"Ok fine fine." I agreed, "I can't say no to pretzels."
"Exactly my point." He grinned and fast walked to the stand.
"Which one do you like?"
"Salted." I said.
"One salted and one cinnamon please." Jace ordered the pretzels.
I started to take my wallet out but I was beaten to it when he paid for mine and his pretzel.
"Why did you do that for?" I groaned.
"You paid for my fro-yo."
"Yeah but you're tutoring me... And giving me barbecue food."
He just said 'whatever' and walked off way in front of me and ate his pretzel.
"Fine you wanna walk off, I'll do the same." I said smugly and walked in the opposite direction.
I started walking and after a few moments I felt arms on either side of my shoulders and a pair of legs wrap around my waist.
"What on earth are you doing?" I yelled because I got all panicky for nothing.
"Enjoying a piggy back. You're the pig."
"Hilarious."
"I'm going to fall so can you like maybe, I don't know... Hold me legs in place?"
"You could've kept walking off." I said and grabbed the back of his knees so I held him in place.
"I don't have a ride home."
"I could drop you any moment you know.. Like you pulled my chair down."
"I know, but I'm too special to you so you wouldn't." He said and took a bite of his pretzel.
"I wanna eat my pretzel though." I whined.
After I heard a few crumpling papers from the paper bags, a pretzel was shoved in my face. I took a bite and chewed.
"Thanks."
"No problem," he said with a mouthful of pretzel.
"Now get the fuck off me." I said, trying to sound intimidating.
"Oh, I don't wanna walk. My feet hurt. I'm not a jock like you, I can't do long distances. I just sit on my butt and play guitar or stand for five minutes tops."
"I'm not a jock, I don't do sports. That's all Liam."
"Whatever you say." He sang and put the pretzel in front of my mouth again so I could take a bite.
We walked a little bit, Jace's weight didn't affect me that much. "Isn't that Molly and Trisha?" He asked as we walked past Topshop.
I looked to where he was looking and surely, Molly and Trisha were there and they were flirting with the cashier.
Molly looked my way and waved with a big grin. I just rolled my eyes in return.
"Jace you're fat. You're gonna break me." I whined. He wasn't actually fat, I bet he works out.
"It's all muscle." He replied with smugly.
"What do you want to do?" I asked. It hadn't even been long since we got here and I already want to go home.
"I don't know." He asked and put the pretzel bag in my face again.
I took a bite and carried on walking. "You're more of a nerdy hipster. Don't you want to get Starbucks or something?"
"I am not a hipster and I hate coffee. Gross."
I dropped him on his butt and looked at him as if he was alien. "You don't like coffee? I can't even look at you anymore." I went all drama queen like and turned my back to him while he got up.
"My butt hurts. Why did you drop me. Ow." He came in front of my and rubbed his butt and frowned.
"How can you not like coffee? It's like the greatest thing ever created."
"It's gross."
I walked off, leaving him in the dust and went to the shop Molly and Trisha were in.
"Erm, where's Jace?" Molly asked. "He was literally on you, you can't lose him."
"I dropped him on his butt because he doesn't like coffee." I replied with.
At that moment I was gripped around the stomach, twisted around and pinned to the floor. A person, who I quickly realised as Jace, was on top of me and holding my wrists down. My legs were in an awkward angle and it was pretty painful when I was slammed to the floor.
It was weird- him being on top. Usually, I'm on top of a girl, if you know what I mean (wink wink).
Zach, now is not the time for thinking dirty thoughts. Get your head out the gutter.
"What the hell, Jace? Get off me." I winced as he put more pressure on my wrists and grinned evilly - like the Cheshire Cat. I tried pulling him off but he had an advantage because he was on top me. If we were in another position, I could easily tackle him.
He was leaning forward to hold my wrists down and if he sat down, his ass would be on top of my crotch. He was still grinning menacingly and it was then I noticed that we were in a pretty dirty position.
God sakes Zach you get your head out the gutter. Like seriously. Now is not the right time.
"Not until you say sorry." He smirked. His breath fanned my face.
"Sorry." I said loudly in his face and whispered "not.." When he wasn't looking.
He got off me, and I took a deep breath like a drama queen. It was only then I saw that a small crowd had gathered around us. Mainly girls, including Molly and Trisha.
"That's what I thought." He smirked and gave me a hand to lift me up but I refused, because I knew he'd just let go.
I looked around, a few people from the crowd has left and I looked to Molly and Trisha who just giggled to each other.
I rolled my eyes and shoved Jace hard on the shoulder and walked out the store.
"We have the barbecue coming up, you still up for it?" I heard his voice behind me.
"Hell yes. I love barbecues but I'm not going for you I'm going for Vince."
"Alright fine. Your cousin's can come if they want."
"No frick way. No way. That would be the only time I don't have to see their faces."
An hour later of just lollygagging, we were finally heading home. I thought about the events today. I felt comfortable hanging with Jace, it was never awkward- even when he was sitting on me or hanging on my back oddly enough.
I didn't know what we were. Friends? Best friends? Frenemies?
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