I'm at my locker, putting my books away for the weekend. A well needed weekend. In my thoughts, I didn't realize a certain someone standing beside my locker on the other side of the door. I close it quickly and jump in shock of his presence.
"Holy shit, Reid." I hit him on his arm. "Don't do that!"
"Sorry baby. Did I scare you?" He says playfully.
"Yes, baby. " I say mocking him. "Speaking of baby… don't you have one to get rid of?"
He chuckles. "Yes, Riles. I'm actually waiting for her to get out of class. She's always the last one out. Fuckin' overachiever."
I let out a small laugh. "So you thought you'd stop by my locker and give me the pleasure of seeing your gorgeous face. Gee Reid, thanks!"
"Hey, shut your gorgeous face, smart ass. No, actually I'm seeing if you wanted a ride to Nicky's tonight."
"Sure. Your room in an hour?" I ask him.
He nods and smiles. However, the smile quickly fades as Kelly, Kristy or Kelsey walks up to him. I slyly wink at him and walk away, leaving him and um… her alone to um… break up, much to her dislike.
An hour later, I'm walking to Reid's room in a cute denim skirt, and a green tank top. I figured I'd finish off my outfit casually with a pair of black flip flops.
312. Here it is: The shrine girls would love to pray at. The God's dorm room. Heaven on Earth, as most girls call it. But to me, it's just 'Reid's room'.
I knock on the door that is soon opened by the God himself.
"Hey, babe! I'll be ready in a few." He says, gently pulling me in his messy room by my arm.
"So, how'd the break up go?" I ask, sitting on his bed, eyeing the bra lying on the floor beside it.
He yells out from the bathroom. "Better than I thought. She just ran away crying. I figured I'd just let her go."
"Nice… so whose bra is this? It's kinda cute." I pick up the bra… 34 C… my size. Well, after a few washes it should be clean. I'll get it after Nicky's.
"Umm, it's whats-her-faces" He comes out of the bathroom smiling. "Why? You want it?"
I look at him and take in a deep breath. Why does he have to be so cute? Baggy pants, black shirt, beanie hat and fingerless gloves. I know it's his normal Nicky's / playing pool outfit, but damn, he can pull it off flawlessly.
I laugh at his comment. "I was thinking that after a few washes it should be sanitized enough to wear." I say honestly.
"Well, you can have it. Just don't wear it the last night of fall semester. I don't wanna see something I've already taken off." He raises his eyebrows up and down and smirks.
"You're a typical guy, Reid Garwin. Always have to make everything sexual."
I stand up and walk towards the door. Reid follows quickly behind me as we enter the hallway. He stops to lock the door and I continue walking down the hallway, slow enough so Reid can easily catch up.
"Riles, have I ever told you that you have amazing legs?" He says, casually glancing past my skirt and putting his arm around my shoulders.
I put my arm around his waist. "Reid. Flattery won't get you in my pants any sooner."
"But—"
"And it also won't get out of playing pool against me."
See, the last time we played pool, I took 50 bucks from Reid. I told him he couldn't cheat. I think I made him nervous by staring at his eyes the entire game. But I won, that's all that matters.
"Damnit Riles. You take the fun out of everything." I smile up at him and play with the end of his shirt until we reach the car.
The car ride to Nicky's was a comfortable silence, with the occasional talk of our next numbers. I told Reid about Kyle and he told me about some girl in his history class. He didn't know her name though… big surprise there.
This may be a good time to explain our relationship. Reid and I are… well, confusing to most people. I guess you could call us friends with limited benefits. Pretty much anything goes except sex.
Flirting, yes.
Cuddling, yes.
Making out, yes.
The occasional ass grab, yes.
Laying in bed together, yes.
Making sexual comments, yes.
Roaming hands, no.
Oral sex, no.
Intercourse, no.
Ok, so technically, 2nd base and backwards is a go. Reid's aware of this. I'm aware of this. Kate and Sarah think we're in love with each other and just don't know it. Caleb, Tyler and Pogue know we're just flirting. Main point, Reid and I just like to have fun.
We arrive at Nicky's and we step out of his gorgeous, soon to be mine, BMW. He grabs my hand, lacing his fingers in between mine. We're a perfect fit together.
He leads me inside, making room for me to easily follow behind him. I come just below the top of his shoulder; therefore, it's kinda hard for me to push through a crowd. Reid realized this a long time ago. Ever since, he has always guided me through tight crowds. Such a gentleman… We find the pack of 5 and sit down beside each other. Kate and Sarah smile at me and the boys rolled their eyes at the girls.
It's hard to figure out what Kate and Sarah are thinking.
That statement was sarcasm, by the way.
It's probably something along the lines: Reid and Riley look so good together. If only they would date.
Truth is, I would never date Reid. Don't get me wrong, he's gorgeous, funny, and athletic. At times, when it's just me and him, he's really sweet and caring. These are usually the qualities I look for in a guy. But I just can't see myself dating him. He's not going to settle down anytime soon. Once a manwhore, always a manwhore. Plus, he has too much fun with too many girls. He can't have a serious relationship. It would honestly kill him.
"Riles. Riles? Riles!"
I come out of my daze and look at Reid. "Yeah? Sorry, I just blanked."
He laughs. "I noticed. You were staring at me for a while. I was getting a little uncomfortable."
"Sorry." I bite my lip and look away to find Kyle Delaney standing at the bar. I turn my head and see Reid staring at the bar also. His attention turns to me and he smirks. I stand up and give Reid a quick wink before walking to the bar.
"Hey Kyle!" I say sweetly, slightly brushing my arm with his.
"Oh.. uhh… hey Riley. How are you?" He asks nervously.
"Oh, I'm okay. I could be better."
"And why is that?" He asks curiously with a slight hint of cockiness.
I smile… This is going to be a piece of cake.
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Back at the table, Reid watches Riley rack up number 38, Kyle Delaney.
"Well, Reid, you better start your magic. Otherwise, you'll be carless for a month." Tyler states.
"Shut the fuck up baby boy. I'll win. Don't worry. And her hot little ass will be mine, At least for night anyways."
"Reid, why don't you just date her?"
"Me? Date? You've got to be kidding! I don't date. I fuck."
"Whatever dude. Let's play a game or two of pool."
Reid and Tyler walk to the pool tables. Reid lets his mind wander as Tyler sets everything up.
I can't date Riles. I'm Reid Garwin. I don't date. Cut and dry. Ok, I do want to have a girlfriend, but no one can keep me interested long enough. Except Riles. I don't know what it is, but she never is predictable. And I love that about her. There's no secret to that. She'd never date a guy like me. She knows my game and that I can't be tied down. We both know that. It's just how it is. I wonder what it'd be like to date her… probably the same as now… I'd just get sex.
"Reid? Hello? Space Cadet?" Tyler waves his hand in front of Reid's face. "You gonna break or what?"
"Oh… yeah." Reid gets out of his daze and begins the game.
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Back at the bar, Kyle and I have grown semi-close in the past 15 minutes.
"Riley, do you want to take a walk outside?"
"Sure."
We walk hand in hand outside where it had gotten colder since Reid and I arrived.
"So Riley, I know we haven't known each other for long, but I was wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow night. Like on a date. And possibly get together. You know, like, no other girls for me. Not other guys for you?"
"Wow, Kyle, I don't know…" I'm playing the innocent game right now. "I mean, I don't—"
"Please Riley? I've liked you for a while now. Give me a chance… Come on."
"Okay, so we're dating now, huh? Well I guess I can do this."
I pull his hand towards me until I can reach his neck. I softly brush my lips against his and he returns the kiss. It begins to pick up the pace until Spenser's finest yells.
"Riles, come on. We're leaving!"
I pull away and sweetly smile at Kyle. I grab his phone and enter in my number.
"Call me. Okay?" I give him another peck and run to the love of my life, the BMW, which started up. I quickly got in the passenger seat and shut the door right before pulling off.
"So already working on number 38 I see." Reid says glancing at me.
"I guess so. Get that 34th yet, sweetheart?"
"Maybe… I got a couple numbers tonight. So I might even have my 35th by Sunday."
"Well apparently you're not getting any tonight, since you're taking me back to the dorms."
"What can I say, baby? It's what you do to me." He says smirking and gently pinching my cheek.
"Knock it off, Reid!" I say glaring at him playfully.
We arrive at the dorms and walk arm and arm to Reid's dorm. He unlocks it and walks in. I let out a big sigh and flop down on his bed. He walks into the bathroom and I close my eyes, resting them for a few minutes.
I feel the bed shift beside me and a hand begins to rub my back. I open my eyes to see Reid sitting beside me, looking down at my laying form.
"You sleepy, babe? It's only a little past eleven."
I nod sleepily and turn over so I'm lying on my back. Reid moves his arm to my side furthest away from him, making him hover over me.
"Stay here tonight. I'll give you some clothes to sleep in."
He pulls me up as I whine. "I was comfy, Garwin."
He chuckles. "Here." He throws me a pair of his black basketball shorts and a white wife beater. I go into the bathroom and quickly change. I crawl back into the bed with Reid.
"God, you look hot in my clothes." He says, staring at me.
I smile. "Goodnight, Reid." I wrap my legs around his and fall asleep with him rubbing my back softly.