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It's been a few weeks since Ally and I's "experience", and we're still going strong. I rub sleep out of my eyes and look over at Dez, snoring away. I roll my eyes and throw my covers off of me, searching my floor for a pair of sweatpants to put on. It's nearly noon, no surprise that I'm just waking up. I check my phone to see a text from Ally:

Want to come over?

I smirk, and reply quickly:

is trish there?

I stretch my arms high above my head and pull a pillow off my bed, throwing it at Dez's head. He groans and rolls over. "Piss off, man." He huffs.

"Oh, wow, Dez, when did you learn so much British slang?" I laugh, throwing my next and last pillow. He groans and sits up, rubbing his face.

"What's today?" He asks.

"Saturday." I answer as I receive another text from Ally telling me that, yes, Trish was at the dorm. I frown in disappointment, but tell her I'll be over in a little while nonetheless.

"I feel like there's something I was supposed to do today but I can't remember what it was." He sighs, pulling a tee shirt with a dinosaur on it over his head. I brush my teeth quickly, smear on some deoderant, and check my hair in the mirror before grabbing a pair of sunglasses and heading to the door.

"Hope you figure it out." I tell him. A gust of wind hits me in the face as I walk out and continue down the hall.

"Hey!" I hear Dez call, and I spin around. He's leaning out of our dorm door. "You forgot to shut the door! Again!"

I laugh and turn around, waving him a sorry. I hear the door close and I continue on my journey across campus. It's definitely windy today, but the sky is clear and the smell of salty ocean is in the air. It's a good day, it feels as if nothing could go wrong.

I climb up the steps to Ally's dorm and enter her room. Trish is still snoring away in her bed while Ally sits on her own in a pair of athletic shorts and a tee shirt with her laptop in her lap. She looks up when I enter and she smiles. I return the gesture and go to sit beside her.

"What's on the agenda for today, babe?" I ask, putting my arm around her. She shrugs, opening Netflix and quietly browsing for a movie. She ends up choosing Mean Girls, a movie that we've watched together numerous times and that I've surprisingly come to love, because it's hilarious.

We giggle quietly at parts, trying not to wake Trish, but I don't think we necessarily need to try. She continues to snore louder than ever.

My phone buzzes about halfway through the movie, and I groan. It's Dez. I hit the answer button.

"Yes?" I say, slightly annoyed.

"Dude, I just remembered the thing I had forgotten." He sounds like he's in a hurry.

"What's that?"

"It's my mom's birthday! I was supposed to be at my parent's house like, an hour ago! My dad called and he's mad, and-"

"Dez," I sigh, "just go on home."

"I am, I'm packing a bag right now. I should be home tomorrow night, you should probably come over to the dorm just so that it's not unattended."

I raise my eyebrows and motion for Ally to get dressed. She gets out of bed without question and opens her closet. "Okay, Ally and I will go over there. Tell your mom I said happy birthday, Man. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, thanks dude. See you tomorrow." He hangs up the phone and I close Ally's laptop as she ties the shoelaces on her Converse.

"Where are we going?" She asks as I help her up from where she was sitting on the floor.

"We're going to my dorm. Dez had to hurry out, he forgot his mom's birthday." I laugh, and Ally rolls her eyes with a smile.

And so, I crossed campus for the second time today. Windy, the sky is clear and the smell of salty ocean is in the air.

It's a good day.

What could go wrong?

A/N: Be sure to review, favorite, and follow guys! I love getting reviews because this story only has, like, two chapters left! EEK. And it's about to get serious. Remember when I said this wasn't for the faint at heart? I meant it. Continue at your own risk, lovelies! xx