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Chapter 4.
Say Yes
How was I supposed to carry this computer up to my room by myself?
I shifted looks between Colby and the box, thinking of what to do. I lifted one side of the box so it would lay on its side, and tried carrying it like that. I couldn't carry it by the handle since it was kinda big.
"What do you suggest, Cole?" I asked him.
He just sat there wagging his tail, and sniffed the box before him.
I made the box rest upright again, and stared at it once more.
"What if I lift it on my shoulders? Do you think it'll hurt?" I looked down only to find that Colby wasn't there anymore.
"Colby?" I looked around the box. "Colby?! Where are you?" I was seriously starting to panic. Barden was huge and open. I started running around calling his name, asking passersby if they saw a dog come their way.
I went to the fountain in the middle of the school. I kept calling out for twenty more minutes and sat down, tearing up.
Where the hell did you go? I am so screwed.
"Colby..." I called once more, then slumped.
"Cate? Is that you?" Donald's voice popped up beside me.
"Colby ran away." I sniffled, still not looking up.
"No he didn't." He said, and when I looked at him in protest, he had Colby tucked under his arm. "Little rascal just tried eating my lunch." He smiled, scratching Colby behind the ears. "I swear I set it down for just a second and I saw him running-"
I cut him off by hugging him so tight muttering so many thanks and I owe yous. I took Colby into my arms and cuddled him so tight, then scolded him for running. Distracted, I thanked Donald again and squeezed his shoulder, walking away with my dog.
"You're welcome." I heard him say before his footsteps seemed to come closer rather than go in the other direction.
I turned around to face him. "Do you need anything?" I asked.
"I wanted to apologize for my behavior on hood night." He said, looking embarrassed and rubbing the back of his neck. "I didn't mean to come on to you so strong - I wasn't thinking clearly..."
"Oh, it's alright, Donald, I had a great time afterwards." I said, waving it off. I took a few more steps, still sensing his presence. I turned and cocked my head to the side, questioning.
"Sorry, you just seem really frantic." He said, running his hands through his hair this time.
"Yeah, sorry I just tend to easily get hysteric. Got it from my crazy mom." I laughed, walking back to my dorm.
"Hey, I got an extra burrito in here. Have you eaten yet?" He asked, propping up the bags he had in his arms.
"No. I was too busy hunting down this guy." I gestured to Colby in my arms, chuckling.
"Why'd he get loose? What were you guys doing?"
"I was trying to figure out how to carry my computer up to my room; it's pretty heavy."
"I can help you out with that." He offered, right as we arrived at my dorm building.
"Oh, you've done enough for me, thanks." I said, trying to shake him off.
"Happy to help! C'mon. Here, hold these." He handed me his take-out bags, and lifted the box onto his shoulder, and I walked up the stairs before him and guided him to my room. I could see his muscles rippling as he set the box down, and I inwardly melted.
He stretched his arms over by head, and twisted his neck. My eyes gaped at the sight.
Holy frickin' fruitcakes-
"No roommates, huh?" He asked, snapping me out of it.
"None. You?" I faltered.
"I live in the Treble house with Jesse and Hat."
"You guys have a house?"
"Yeah, so do the Bellas."
"Oh, I didn't know that."
"Yeah, well, they only use it for show. None of them really live there."
"Oh."
Once we both set it up on my desk while eating the burritos, I couldn't stop thanking him, to which he didn't stop welcoming me for. We talked about a few things, and I found he was much better sober.
"I owe you big time." I smiled, as we finished the food.
"You could give me your number for starters, and agree to go on that date with me? Food included, of course." He winked. "And this time, I won't get drunk." He promised, holding up his pinky finger.
"You won't stop, huh?" I laughed.
He shook his head. "Nope."
I just looked at him for a while, replaying the conversation I had with Jesse and the events of hood night. But I looked again at his eyes, and all the worries washed away.
"Sure, it's the least I can do." I smiled and locked pinkies with his, adding my number to his phone.
"Great." He started cleaning up and I helped him. "Saturday, I'll pick you up at 6:30?"
"Sounds like a plan." I smile at him as he made to leave. "Thanks again."
"Anytime. And by the way, dress fancy." He smiled and winked, then turned to go. He popped his head back in the door, just as he was about to close it. "...but not too fancy."
He chuckled, then finally left.
I turned and closed the door, and started cleaning up the mess we made. As I was unpacking the computer, I stopped suddenly.
It hit me.
I have a date with Donald.
A/N: Kindly leave a review below, and have a wonderful week.
Responses to reviews:
Zin-Chan - I'm ecstatic to hear that you like my OC's, and I don't find it strange, at all. And I'll try to develop her relationships more in the future, but I would also like to really keep the focus on her and Donald. Her other friendships will probably just be small cameos and such.
Guest - Yes, this is primarily focused on Caitlin. It is a given though that Beca and Jesse are a couple, but I'm pretty sure that I won't expound on their relationship unless I need to for Caitlin's sake.
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