We entered the golden main gate, climbed trails of well lit stairs to third floor and walked through the corridors to the furthest door.
Tiled floor, white walls, huge windows, lots of light now that it was getting darker and a parking lot made it off student's league.
She knocked and left.
"That's her", she said from a distance without looking back.
I was left there blank and shocked. Waiting for her to open the door. Wondering if she was expecting someone like me.
I head a beep tearing me from my own mind.
There she was. A towel on her head and another wrapped around her bust to the knees. I trailed my eyes from the head to her eyes and then down in a flash taking in whatever obvious details I could get
She didn't seem shocked to see me. Instead, she opened the door wide and ushered me in.
Chloe's eyes with no glasses are beautiful. I could see shyness in her, didn't like to be seen like that. She pointed at the couch in the middle of the room before disappearing through a corridor.
Shoe rack on the side packed with one sized sneakers, sports shoes, two pairs of crocks and a pair of sandals. I envied all the shoes _ especially the black ones. Who has those many shoes, I thought, maybe she has a roommate just like her.
I looked at my bare feet looking at the shoes.
The glass table in the middle of the spacious room, the flowers beneath it, the black and white rug, the muted smart tv in front of me playing Mike Perry's Hero ft Hazel from Spotify.
A small cabinet-like situation below the pinned tv had a cool sound system with two speakers looking my way. The remote on the table, almost pressed sound button to listen what kind of music it was.
Instead I adored the other side of the room. An open kitchen, not that big but enough to fit some four people with shiny white surface.
Couldn't help admiring the classy sitting room. Too elegant for any student, with a lot of white surfaces. I ended at the small reading table housing a desktop computer, laptop, some books and a chair under it . Situated close to the window for maximum light, I guess.
That's when it hit me. The smell in the room, I almost had forgotten about it. It smelt divine_ frankly I can't figure out what smells like that. Like her, only more prominent.
My eyes wide, deep breaths of her unique scent, my body sunk deep on the couch _ what is better than this. I could have stayed at that moment for whatever it took, until something more euphoric showed.
The music was muted and paused, which after time made the tv go to sleep mode revealing select background pictures.
The first was of her with some other people, family by the similarity with the woman. Slid to next, Chloe was taken in buggy shorts, starting from her knees.
As my eyes widened and narrowed at the same time to take keen look I heard footsteps, she tore my unwilling eyes to face her.
Chloe was back, right in front of my eyes.
I know Chloe. The sneakers Chloe. The buggy Chloe, one with gigantic glasses covering almost all of her face. That was the Chloe I knew, not this one..
A Chloe with messy hair_thick black and curly_ was not in my mind. The straight haired Chloe was more familiar.
One with a beautiful face_ glasses off_ showing big dark eyes that would have dissolved mine on instance. With long slender neck, right-sized pajama top showing well defined collarbone, and matching pants. I hadn't seen her, she made my mouth and eyes water
I could see her toes, how beautiful.
I swallowed hard lump of anxiety, lust and curiosity unconsciously. Still my throat felt dry... dryer.
Shit! I love you, I thought.
"Kim. Kim...Kim!", She tried to get me back on the ground.
I heard the last time and snapped out of my paradise. Staring right back at her gazing eyes, I couldn't believe I had missed those dark eyes. How did I miss it, black shines the brightest.
"Uhm", I was speechless, what could I have said. Marry me?
She didn't seem bothered by my devious glare, hers were dark but with the whitest pupil. On my mind only bad things were going on, shameful even. I wonder, what are you thinking about? Is it evel as mine?
"Would you like some coffee?", She asked at last shifting my stare to her moving lips. I never wanted to kiss any lips like that before, mine were shaking.
I wanted to say yes, and more. But my mouth betrayed me, nothing was coming out, I nodded instead.
She walked to the kitchen, not turning to shut my undressing eyes. I had to follow her up, I stared at the swinging long hair, the slender body , wide hips and those legs.
Swallowed hard, my heart beating hard to pump blood to all the right places. From face, the over-focused eyes, the hard member and the artificial goosebumps bugging me
Am I cured of myopia? There's no way it could get better than this, never!
Took a minute to recover, not like I did. Then, I turned to tv there more of her pictures crossed each other leaving me breathless.
A particular one, that which had her bare thighs, from toe to middle of the knees and waist. I was taken by the legs and a tiny tattoo to the very last bit.
Most of that must be covered. What is it of. A bird or insert? I think not a flower, she isn't that girly from outside. What's that... another one slid through distracting me.
I had to ask, anything. If not now I will never ask with her eyes staring at me like they did.
"Hey"
"Ask", she replied. "How did you know I wanted to ask something? I mean"
Chloe didn't stop me as I had hoped, I just kept quiet. "My superpower, if you believe in those"
"I see", my mouth had never been dryer, "You didn't ask me how I got here "
"You're here", Chloe replied calm as ever.
"Ah, mmh"
"You don't strike me as someone who didn't want to come. You would have sent the bag. Thanks"
"For what?",I asked. I should have been the one with gratitude.
"Bringing it "
"Should be the one thanking you", I said waiting for her to ask why. I decided to explain myself anyway, she wasn't going to ask anyway.
"For lending me your notes always. Offering me today as well and you know..."
"Do you use suspense? I don't know", she replied. Was I supposed to be feed her every detail.
"Uhm, for not getting weird about me staring at you during the lecture. Yeah , that"
There was a silence I didn't like at all. Was she gonna be weird about that? What did I do, I never should have said it. Dip shit.
"So, that", she replied almost cold. "You get used to it when you are a girl. Mostly from freshmen. Didn't bother me"
Freshmen. Freshmen! What did she mean, she's not first year? What the hell!
"You're a sophomore?", I asked abruptly, I had to know.
"No, junior", She made me chock on my saliva. I started coughing as if I had swallowed a bug. What the fuck! How?
"How?"
"The lecturer must have messed with my CAT marks and I don't like to have the bad grades reflected on my sheet, you know"
She's worried about bad grades from one exam she did have sixty percentage? She must be some nerd. Again, I should have seen it from the huge transparent glasses, mature posture and her whole being. She just screamed, do not notice me.
"Are you okay?", She asked as I coughed. Am I okay, of course not. How could I be when I have already entangled my life with girls prettier, more advanced and of higher classes than me. That will be the death of me, I thought.
"Fine, didn't anticipate it"
"Why?"
"I mean now I see, you seemed way too cool for a first year and the way you do things. Hardly being shaken"
"Don't bother showering me with that crap, I know you don't mean it. "
"I do"
"Let's not argue, I'm way too cool for that_ if I might quote you", She said appearing with two coffees on her hands.
I stared at Chloe as she tiptoed to the table and placed the bigger mug on the table. How did she know I like coffee that much.
"I have seen you, you like coffee I guess", She sat down on the single seat facing the kitchen. She tried to sip the coffee but it was too hot. She narrowed her eyebrows and inhaled the hot fumes from the cup
She noticed me staring. "I kinda am afraid of heat", she remarked placing the cup down
"As well" , I said. There was gost of a smile on her lips which faded instantly. But, I went on to stare at her as I held the hot cup. Eyes, neck, hair and bust at times. I just couldn't resist.
She hardly bothered looking at me. I could sense she knew what I was up to as she grabbed the remote control and pressed play. Hero resumed to play as she navigated the Spotify homepage. I hardly looked at what else she was doing with eyes only for her.
She put the cup down after some time and looked at me. I did look away hastily and almost spilt the hot beverage on myself.
She laughed. I knitted my eyebrows with awe. I wasn't sure what was so funny, it should have annoyed her. Yet, she went on laughed showing perfect teeth again and dimples. I had missed those from our time together.
"What?", I asked trying to be confident. She seemed unbent by my ignorance.
"Nothing", She replied. Did she just lie? She had introduced herself as straightforward. Guess rules can be broken if you are the one setting them.
It lasted long. I adored her smile, teeth, face...I was ready to say the words and put the rock on her. She recovered continuing, "I always see you staring at me, than most people do out there.
At times I think is because I am always near you, but I think otherwise. I feel like you see me with more than the curiosity about what I am wearing, questioning my style, wanting to know what I am like beneath those buggy shirts.
You're addicted to me.
You are not like them, you really do care what I am like under the layers of clothes.
(She started right in my eyes ) I think you really do want more of me. You want to do things to me. You do look at my lips like you want to kiss them, like they are the best you have ever seen.
The way you stare at my face and the whole body is like I am a mystery to be solved. You have bad thoughts when looking at me, from the start when you saw me
I make you wanna make love to me. You also have the instincts and desires in their purest form. The bad and good ones. But, few holy ones
Do you wanna make love to me?", She asked at last.
I was taken by her words, how she said it all without a glimpse of fear, irritation or hard feelings. She meant every word, and she was right.
The way her eyes lit up during the conversation made my Soul melt. Who did I mess with, a shrink?
I was feeling; shocked, embarrassment, like I'm evil, uneasy, like I'm a bad person. While my heart raced, I was smelling liberation, my body in flames, harder and my secret open.
She already knows, what was there to hide anymore. "True. (I wet my lips for the next part. Felt agony for the next part)
Now I know you're a junior I kinda know what the answer it. Sorry for my behavior. (She hardly looked away. Kept sharp eyes on me with no emotions)
Aren't you annoyed or something?", I asked sheepishly.
She stared right at me. Her dark eyes now wet and glowing in the light. I could feel my heart about to escape from it's cage when she breath, "do you wanna make love to me, Kim?"