I had to tell him. I got up from my bed and quietly crept out my room door, headed directly to his room which was only a door down from mine. I stood there, in silence, contemplating on whether or not to go in there. Do I just come out like some girly girl and tell him how I fancy him, how I can’t think straight when he’s around, or do I just tell him to take me? I hate that there’s this dirty side of me I never knew I had, almost lustful, and I didn’t like it, I had to get it out of my heart, i was raised lust was a bad thing, it could cause worse things to happen to someone. As I contemplated knocking or running back to my room, I didn’t notice his door handle moving. Dex opened the door with his eyes half shut. His dreads were hanging down messy, like he had just woken up.
“Aya, can I
