"Let me help you with that"…
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He helped me put on his spare sweater, his hands gentle and sure as he pulled it over my head.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude and awe towards him, his kindness and generosity shining through even in the small things.
We sat and listened to some music, the notes, and rhythms washing over us in waves of sound and emotion. We talked about everything and nothing, our words dancing and weaving in the air like wisps of smoke.
"I can't believe exams are next week," I said, my voice trembling with anxiety.
"They'll be over before you know it," Trez replied, his tone reassuring.
"Yeah, hopefully," I said, my mind racing with all the things that could go wrong.
"But we won't be able to talk until after exams," I added, a sense of loss creeping into my voice.
Trez's expression softened, his eyes locking onto mine. "I'll be here for you, no matter what," he said, his words ringing with conviction.
I smiled at his words, knowing deep down that he meant every syllable. In that moment, I felt like a kid again, And as the rain continued to beat against the windows, I felt a sense of calm and reassurance settle over me.
As soon as I entered the dorm room, Ness's eyes locked onto the sweater I was wearing. She looked at me quizzically, her brow furrowed in confusion.
"Are you wearing his sweater?" she asked, her tone tinged with a hint of amusement.
I couldn't help but smile at her reaction, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the way the sweater seemed to fit me perfectly. I turned around, giving her a full view of the sweater as I struck a pose.
"Duhhh, doesn't it look good on me?" I said, my tone playful.
Ness let out a chuckle, shaking her head in disbelief. "You two are something else," she said, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.
"What are you guys exactly?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.
I felt a sudden sense of shyness and uncertainty wash over me, unsure of how to answer her question. Trez and I had a bond that was hard to define, a connection that transcended the boundaries of traditional relationships.
"We are best friends, hhh," I said, my voice trailing off uncertainly.
"Sure you are," Ness said, not accepting the answer. "You're answering that like how you say you and I are cousins whenever someone asks you our relationship," she added with a smirk.
I chuckled, knowing exactly what she was referring to. "We are cousins, you and me," I said, approaching her for a hug. "My baby cousin," I added, teasing her playfully.
Ness rolled her eyes, but I could tell she was secretly amused. "Ugh, okay, cuz," she said sarcastically, before breaking into a laugh.
That's when I heard someone down the hall saying, "Why her? He doesn't smile or talk to anyone else, but he gives her his sweater."
I turned to see who it was, but they had already disappeared around the corner. As I began to think about the idea, I suddenly laughed out loud. The notion of some girl from Trez's class pouring water in my bed or confronting me about stealing her boy was absurd. I couldn't believe I was even considering it. Nonetheless, I couldn't help but wonder who had said that about us.
The day of the exams had finally arrived, and it came faster than I could have anticipated. I remember thinking that the day would drag on forever, but before I knew it, the exams were over. The stress and anxiety that had been building up for weeks were finally gone. I let out a deep breath and smiled at the thought of not having to worry about studying for a while.
But then I realized something. I hadn't spoken to Trez in what felt like forever. With the exams and studying, we rarely talked. I missed talking to him, and him accompanying me to class after supper.
With a newfound determination, I typed out a message to him. "Hiiiii," I texted him.
I didn't have to wait long for his response. "Hii there," he replied almost immediately.
"How are youuu?" I asked, eager to catch up.
"I'm good, you?" he responded.
"Good too. Relieved that the bad days are gone," I said, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Are you free after?" he asked, making my heart skip a beat.
"I'm free until the day we go home," I replied, trying not to sound too eager.
"Okay then, can we meet around 5pm?" he asked, making my heart race with excitement.
"I'll be waiting," I replied, unable to contain my excitement any longer.
Time passed quickly, and soon enough, Trez arrived. He led me to a classroom where we were going to watch a movie. As we walked, I couldn't help but feel nervous and excited at the same time.
Once inside, I opened Netflix and started searching for a movie to watch. The room was dimly lit, and the atmosphere was cozy and intimate. It felt as if we were the only two people in the world.
As the movie played on, I tried to focus on the storyline, but my attention kept wandering back to Trez. We were holding hands, and his touch sent shivers down my spine. His fingers trailed down my arm, and I felt my heart begin to race.
Suddenly, I couldn't focus on the movie anymore. All I could think about was the warmth of Trez's hand in mine, the way his fingers felt against my skin, and the electricity that seemed to be building between us.