Love Aint Always Pretty novel Chapter 30

Orphic

- mysterious and entrancing

Origin: unknown

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SAVANNAH'S POV

Almost six in the evening, my classes for Friday was done. I threw myself to the bed and I was dreaded for a five straight days of continuous exams. I haven't had enough sleep lately and I feel like I need sleep. Like a long sleep. I even think I lost weight. Though it wasn't really some major exams but I still need to pass them cos I don't want to do some extra credit in the middle of the semester and Im not used to failing anything. My body feels so tired and my heavy eyelids are closing and closing and closing, almost about to shut until the door opens wide and my eyes opens wide as well, it was Tracy.

"Oh gosh it's just you." I exhaled.

She smiles at me and enters the room.

"Tracy you need to come with me."

That voice.

Nick starts walking inside the room right behind her and then glances at me. He shuts the door close and I was still lying down on the bed. He looks at me and I was looking back at him as well. It has been almost a week since I talked and saw him. I was a little bit avoiding him cos I was trying to stop myself from falling in love with Nick, though I kept on thinking about him and checking his Facebook at night when he's going online. He isn't really active on Facebook, his profile picture is a picture of a baby, Im thinking that was him.

"Nick I really can't." Tracy starts grabbing stuff from her study table.

I wonder what they are talking about.

"You okay Savannah? You look zombie mode." Tracy said with a smile.

"Yeah. Just a little tired." I said.

I gazed at Nick and slowly pulled myself up from the bed since I felt awkward that I'm lying down on this bed where we first had sex. Gosh. He's still looking. I gazed at Tracy and since she was facing her back at me, I looked back at Nick.

"I miss you." He mouths with a smile.

I smiled at myself. No matter how hard I try to keep my heart sealed from Nick and turn it into a rock so I wont get swept off my feet by his words, I still end up failing. I may haven't seen or talked to him for almost a week, but I miss him too. Damn it. But he just said the perfect words, he said he miss me. But did he really say I miss you? Does he miss me or having sex with me?

Don't be flushed about it Savannah. He missed the sex obviously and not you.

"What's.... Uhhh... Nick doing here Trace?" I ask. Obviously trying to suppress my smile from my face.

Pressing my lips together as I gaze at him and he's still smirking. He loves watching me suffer like this and making me feel uncomfortable.

Oh god don't smile Savannah.

"He's out to buy some things today and he's forcing me to come along with him but I can't cos I need to meet my group for research." Tracy says.

She looks at me. "Oh since you're already here, can you please go with Nick for me?"

My eyes dilated by what she said. I gazed at Nick and he is still God damn looking at me. Is he even blinking? Did he even look away when I looked away?

"Me? Why?" I ask as I was looking back at Tracy.

"He needs someone's advice on picking some things and since you're the closest girl I know that can somewhat take my brother's moodiness, please go with him?" She begs.

"Uhh..." I trailed off.

Tracy grabs her bag and two books. "Please? I really need to go now. Gosh I'm running late. I promise I'll make it up to you Savannah. Thanks!"

I watch Tracy running out of the room, obviously in a hurry, and she didn't even hear out my answer. I was planning on not leaving the room today cos I was really tired. The door shuts close and we were alone again in this room. He starts walking towards my bed and sat down right next to me.

"So." I snapped.

He turned his head to me slightly. "So."

"What are those things that you need to buy?" I ask.

"Stuff."

Stuff. I smirked.

"The last time you said stuff you meant a box of condom, is it another box?" I ask.

He laughs deeply. "We still haven't even finished the first box yet."

I smiled. "Cmon now. It's already getting a little late and dark."

I stand from the bed and he follows me to the door. Both of us headed out of the dorm and drove to Target. Of all place, it has to be Target. I don't have anything against Target, but sometimes the line for the cashier is too long. There are days here like that, I just wish today is not that day. He parked the car and walked our way to the door. It was a little bit windy and cold outside. I wonder why it's cold, Christmas is still a little bit far.

Until I saw an old man lying on the cold ground, shivering from coldness. He wore torn clothes and his thin jacket wasn't enough to keep him warm. The food on his hand wasn't even enough for dinner. I stopped and looked at him, I wish I had some foods with me so I could give him some for his dinner. It always breaks my heart seeing people like these on the streets. My father said, not to give these people money, but instead only things they need, such as foods and clothing.

"Savannah." Nick calls out.

I noticed that Nick stopped and waited for me before going inside. I walked near him but I was still looking at the poor old man. Finally we marched our way in and thank god there weren't a lot of people here today.

"Why are we in Target?" I asked.

"It's where I need to buy the stuff I need."

He grabs my hand and I was looking at our hands entwined togther. It was our first time holding hands in public. We only hold hands when we have sex and we're both on climax. I smiled on that thought though it's true. Both of us headed to where there were different kinds and colors of bedsheets. "You're buying bedsheets?"

He nods. "What do you think will fit for my room?"

I was shocked momentarily when he asked for my opinion. Uusally only boyfriend and girlfriend only does this stuff. But then I remembered that Tracy just forced me to go with him and he has no choice but to ask about my opinion cos duh Im the only one he is with right now.

Stop putting meaning to everything, Savannah.

I quickly stood before him and he looked at me. "You're redecorating your room?"

"Yup. So I need your help. What's the best color for bedsheets?" He ask.

I started facing the bedsheets right in front of us and it was really hard to choose, they were all cute.

"What's your favorite color?" I ask.

"Gray. Blue. White. Something that's not bland."

I smiled. I told him before that his room was bland.