Chapter 15
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Lily PoV
Nature indeed calls me. I can't believe James heard it. It was supposed to be in my mind, I was talking to myself.
I am sitting on my throne when I remembered how James smiled looking at Natasha on his bed sleeping.
Natasha doesn't need to pursue James. She already has him, James even cooked for Natasha, her favorite food as I remembered how happy she was earlier.
The thought of it making my stomach twist, good thing I'm already sitting in the right place for release.
James and Natasha, I imagined their faces on the wall and it's weird because I feel different, they don't really match. I smiled at myself how bias was my thinking.
Of course, they will look good together and how I wished my feeling will be flushed together when I press the flush button finishing my business.
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I'm just staring at the ceiling waiting for my body to shut down. Then, I remembered why did I go home earlier, I wanted to talk to James and ask him what Drake had told him.
I guess it's okay not to ask him anymore.
I sighed and sighed asking for sleep to visit but it didn't come. I decided to go out to get some water seeing my emptied glass.
I switched on the light blinding me in the process and James who is in the kitchen as well.
"That light gonna kill my head!" He complained, then put his empty glass on the sink.
He can't sleep too.
"What are you doing in the darkness?" I simply asked then fill my own glass with cold water.
"I don't really like to turn it on because it will make me wide awake." His answer.
"Oh, I should better turn it off then?"
"It's okay, no need for that. I can't really sleep."
"You just miss your bed." My comment.
And someone inside your room makes your blood excited.
"Maybe, but not really true. I'm thinking of someone." He said, making me almost choked.
I was right, because of Natasha.
"It's normal." My side comment. I don't really know what to say at the moment.
"Lily, can I ask you something?" He looked at me seriously, as if his eyes were tired and about to close at any minute.
I realized that we have a better conversation during the night at least. Where it is quiet and only our own breathing can be heard.
"What is it, James?" I think this is the time I can ask him too about Drake.
"Who is Drake?" His direct question.
It's all about Drake then.
"James, before I'll answer your question, may I know what did Drake tells you?" I looked at his face too, seriously.
"None, really." He said which I didn't believe.
"Are you sure?" I really want him to tell me but I don't like to press him.
"He just said that he likes you." He said as if he is sad or James is just sleepy.
"Well, it might be true." And I saw how he formed his hands into a fist.
"But, we don't really have something special, none at all," I said with a half-smile like sending him a message that I'm free, that I'm not with someone else.
"You mean?" James can be sometimes dense.
"We are not a girlfriend, boyfriend..." And he cut me off.
"Really?" It was happiness I saw, I'm not mistaken.
He stood up and is approaching me, I stood frozen, realizing what he will do.
"Guys, what are you doing here?" My frozen state was melted.
I almost forgot there is Natasha.
"Natasha?" We both said as if we were caught in the act.
I'm embarrassed.
"You both are funny!" Natasha said.
"I bet you are hungry," James said and approached Natasha instead of me.
"You know me," Natasha said proudly.
"Then, please sit down and I'll heat the food for you." Just like that, I was out in the picture with their own world.
I was there standing, looking at the two. James cares so much about Natasha and his reaction earlier confused me.
What was that? He is about to hug me or maybe, it was Natasha already at my back? I believe the latter.
"Haay." I yawned.
I don't like to watch them, very sweet.
"I think, sleep is kicking me now and I have class tomorrow," I said then left them.
I walked back to my room with a heavy heart and a promise.
A promise to let go of James. He has Natasha, I must and always remember that.
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