Off to another update! How is my lovelies, review and tell me, I would love to know how you guys feel. Hope you guys like this chapter, we got the date, now this chapter should start setting it up for the major turn in the story so be prepared, and if you think you can figure out what's gonna happen, review and tell me ;)
"So are we going to pretend that you didn't just try to seduce me?" He asked as we walked along towards my dorm, I was not going on this date smelling like shit and looking worse. He had been silent for most of the walk but I was waiting for him to say something.
"Sweet old me? Try to seduce the big bad wolf, whatever do you mean?" I jabbed sarcastically, laughing softly as he rolled his pretty brown eyes.
He grabbed me softly by the elbow, spinning me around and pulling me against him.
"So you consider me the big bad wolf huh?" He purred seductively, his hand leaving my elbow and traveling down to grip at my waist.
"Yes" I said, playing along as I leaned towards his body, enjoying the way he radiated heat like a furnace. "But that makes me little red riding hood" I purred, much like he had as my hands ran softly up and down his toned chest. "And in my fairytale, little red tears the wolf apart piece by piece" I said, breaking apart from him and walking away much like I had in the bathroom. Smirking as I made my way up the stairs of my dorm building, enjoying the sound of footsteps following behind me.
"You've already got him whipped" I thought, chuckling as I walked down the long hallway towards my room. Pushing the small key into the door and unlocking it, I pushed open the small white wooden door and was happy to see the absence of my roommate Amy; she must have been out for dinner herself, maybe with the other Bellas. I walked towards my closet, casting a glance behind me to see Donald leaning casually against my doorframe. "You know, if we're trying to be discreet, then leaving my door open is a dumbass move" I called out from my closet, grabbing a red flannel jacket, a white sleeveless jacket with cute little block letters on it, and also grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and my red sneakers. Walking out of the small walk in closet I saw that Donald had finally shut the door and was now riffling through my desk.
"I didn't have you pegged as a snooper" I said nonchalantly as I walked over to my dresser, grabbing a pair of black lace panties with a matching bra.
He jumped so hard I think he might have pissed himself, "Shit Skylar don't do that" he breathed out.
I shrugged, pointing to my clothes in my hand and to the door to motion that I was heading down to take a shower, "Sorry about your luck but you're not coming to shower with me" I said, walking over towards the door, "So stay in here and if anyone comes by, hide in the closet, and I swear to god if you go through the box on the top right shelf I will slit your throat in your sleep" I said seriously, pointing to him sternly before going out the door and shutting it tight behind me. I jogged slightly down the hall, wanting to hurry up and get a shower so I could get to our date, "Our date" god I couldn't believe I was saying that, me! I was going on a date, and with an incredible guy at that! I had pretty much sworn off dating since mistake number three in high school AKA Lionel Williams, he was a douche bag and a half, a few curse words slipped from my lips as I smacked right into someone, apologizing instantly as I picked my clothes up off the floor, realizing that the person I had run into was none other than Becca. I hadn't got to really know Becca but she seemed like a cool girl at practice.
"Hey, you're Skylar right?" She asked, playing with the purple spiked earing in her ear.
"Uh, yeah" I said, smiling softly.
"I'm Becca" She said, holding her hand out to me.
I shook it being polite, but in reality I wanted to tell her that I had to be somewhere because I was getting antsy.
"All the Bellas are coming over to my dorm to watch movies you in?" She asked, flashing me a hopeful smile.
"Can't tonight, I have plans but maybe next time?" I said, patting her awkwardly on the shoulder before telling her I had to go and pushing past her and down the hall, I broke out in a run as I walked out of the double glass doors, hating the slight cold chill that set in as the sun went down. I gripped onto the wall as I almost face planted on the wet floors of the shower room. "Note to self, floors wet, don't run. Dumbass" I thought, chuckling as I set my clothes on the sink and pulled back the shower curtain, stepping in and shedding my clothes, I threw them on the floor outside of the shower as I turned the water on. Adjusting the temperature to how I liked it, I loved hot showers, like scalding burn your skin off showers. I was happy with the fact there was no one in the shower rooms right now, I wasn't by any means shy, hell I loved my body, but showering with others was just fucking weird. I sighed as the hot water burned my skin, the steam rising from my stall swirling around in a misty cloud, making it very difficult to see in front of me. I reached over to the shelf in the small shower, grabbing some cinnamon scented shampoo that the faculty team had put in every shower stall, lathering it through my long blonde and pink dyed hair, I needed to re-dye it, the color was fading, maybe do a new color. I quickly conditioned my hair and washed my body off, grabbing a towel from the shelf as I shut off the water, I wrapped my body in the small god awfully colored orange towel, drying my body before wrapping it in my hair as I got dressed. Putting on my black lace underwear before sliding my jeans up my long pale legs, "God damn, I need to tan" quickly strapping on my bra and putting on the long sleeve flannel jacket before layering on top of it with the white sleeveless jacket. I slipped on some socks and quickly stuffed my feet into my high top sneakers, taking a quick once over in the mirror before grabbing my dirty clothes and making my way back to my dorm as fast as possible, if I thought it was cold before I was in a fucking blizzard now, the cold setting a chill into my bones. I pushed open the double glass doors and sighed as I was met with the instant relief of the space heater, bad thing about going to a school in Washington, you get about five sunny days a year, and we had already had three of them. I knocked on my dorm room door, realizing that I had left the key in the room, "It's me open up" I called out, looking up and down the hall to make sure no one heard, not that I really gave a shit. I grinned widely as Donald opened the door, pushing past him and shutting the door behind me, "Just have to brush my hair then we can go" I said, pointing to my towel wrapped hair, he nodded silently and I held up a finger to say 'just a moment' before rushing to the small half bathroom that was next to my closet, I didn't know why they didn't just invest money into putting a shower in each dorm instead of making us all shower together, isn't that just asking for us to have sex? As fast as possible without hurting myself I ran a brush through my hair, after riding it from the confines of the sopping wet towel. Once I was certain I had rid my hair of its knots, I fluffed it a little in the mirror, deciding just to keep it the natural straight look because I didn't want to keep Donald waiting too long. A small smile stretched across my lips as I made my way back into the room, doing a small spin so he could see the finished product.
"So, what do you think?" I said, smiling softly as I grabbed my wallet of the dresser, along with my room key and stuffed them into my jean pockets.
"You look-" He said, walking over to me and swiping a piece of my faded dyed pink hair out of my face the way he just loved to do because it always had me weak at the knees. "-Beautiful" He said, staring down at me intently, the strength behind his gaze had my stomach erupting into butterflies; "Did he want me as much as I wanted him?" My crystalline blue optics flickered down to his lips before quickly returning to his dark brown orbs that I loved so much, I noticed that he did the same and the butterflies in my stomach quickly turned to wolves that were clawing their way out of my stomach. My head was spinning when his soft lips brushed against mine, my fingers traveling up to grip at his dark chocolate locks, god did I love his hair, it was so smooth and soft. When his tongue swiped against my bottom lip begging for entrance into my mouth I was sure that the wolves had turned to bears, breathing heavily as I pulled away, placing a hand on his chest and rubbing softly through his dark T-shirt, I hadn't realized it until now but while I was in the shower he had rid himself of his sweater and was now clad in only his dark blue V-neck. "Thank god!" He's so hot but those grandpa sweaters were not doing it for him, I gazed up at him with a small smile stretching across my now swollen lips. He bent down, whispering softly into my ear, and trust me, the fact he was so close I could feel the heat from his body definitely did not go unnoticed.
"I like when you get all flustered when I kiss you" He whispered, purposely blowing hot air onto my neck and I had to try very hard not to suck in a breath, he would definitely hear that. Ever since the night of the Riff-Off, when I had been in control, he had made it his purpose to one up me, to always be in control, to dominate me, and I fucking loved it. With my old ex-boyfriends, they were either total douche bags or they didn't know what to do with themselves, they couldn't keep up with me, but Donald, he was something else entirely. He matched my sense of humor, kept up with my sarcasm and could match my flirting punch for punch, I needed to be careful, because I think I was falling hard.
"Come on" He said, grabbing my hand and leading me out the door, "I promised you dinner, and as much as I love standing in your room and making out, and believe me I do-" He said, that famous smirk of his stretching across his lips, "-but I always keep my promises" He said, pushing open the double glass doors for me.
"I see chivalry isn't dead" I said, a large grin upon my face as I danced down the cement steps, hopping up on the light pole and twirling around like they do in the movies. He laughed softly, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me down.
"My cars over there" He said, pointing to a black 1967 Chevrolet impala, I was definitely impressed, this car was a beast. I ran over to it with a large smile stretching across my face, laying down over the hood as I traced my fingers over the white pinstripes, cars were something that I got into with my dad, we were always in the garage building something together. That was till he became CEO of his company and we were rolling in the dough, we moved out of our small two story house in the suburbs and moved into a three story mansion across town, most people would be happy that they were rich, not me. Having money didn't mean you were better than the person next to you, didn't mean that you had been through less shit than the next guy, but that's not how my parents saw it, instead of building old mustangs in the garage, my dad was buying Lamborghinis and beach houses, but we never drove the cars he bought, we drove a fucking Honda, like why buy it then not drive it? Ever since then my relationship with my dad had sunk faster than the titanic, and I never really had a good relationship with my mom, we always fought, but that didn't mean I didn't love my parents, because I do, it just means I'm not proud of what money has made them become. I laughed as Donald tugged me away from his car and into his arms.
"Am I going to have to be jealous of my car?" He asked, giving me that smirk that made it hard for me to think straight.
"No, but you can let me drive" I said, giving him my best pouty face as I tried to widen my eyes in an innocent manner.
"Cute, but unfortunately, this is my baby and no one is driving her" He said, side stepping me and walking over to the passenger side door and opening it for me. "My lady" He said in a terrible fake British accent, it clashing terribly with his own Indian accent, I couldn't help but fall into a fit of laughter as I hopped into the car, it continuing until he was in the driver seat and turning the car on. I quieted down as the large engine roared to life with a clap of thunder, the power of it vibrating the seats beneath me. I grinned wildly; leaning forward and stroking the dash board like it was a kitten.
"I want your car" I said, still grinning as I sat back into my seat and buckled my seat belt. "What? Safety first!" He just sent me that oh so famous smirk that I'm pretty sure was becoming his thing, taking a few different streets before pulling to a stop outside of an Olive Garden, hell I would have been fine with McDonalds as long as I was with Donald. "Get it? Get it!" I laughed softly at my own joke, which was just a thought in my head and earned me a weird look from Donald; he hopped out and came over to my side, opening my door for me.
"Thank you" I said, giving him a soft smile before following him into the restaurant, I gave the waitress that met us at the door a gut wrenching glare as I noticed her not so subtle way of checking Donald out, she immediately moved her gaze to the floor as she showed us our table. "That's right bitch" It was scaring me a little how jealous I was, technically this was me and Donald's first date and I was already acting like he was my boyfriend, but the way we acted with each other, people would think we have been dating for years. That's what I liked most about Donald, our personalities completed each other, as cheesy as it sounds he was like my missing puzzle piece, taking a seat we both ordered our drinks and started to look over the menu, having money I was used to places like this but I damn sure was not going to let Donald know that, I didn't want him to know that my family had money yet, just a precaution, not that I believed that Donald would use me for money. (A.N I find it funny for them both to have money but they hide it from each other because they're worried lol) I ordered a grilled chicken with pasta and Donald ordered the chicken parmesan, I was dreading the small talk portion that happens on every date but I had a gut feeling that with Donald, everything I knew was going to change.
"So, what kind of music do you like" He asked, taking a small sip of his water.
"Rap, Hip-Hop, anything with a cool beat really" I said, also taking a sip of my Dr. Pepper, fuck water, I have a high metabolism so I could eat and drink what I want and not gain weight.
"Good choices, I like them too but I like a little indie, I mean it comes with the territory" He said, pointing to himself in way that emphasized his heritage.
I nodded along, letting a small giggle slip from my lips, I hated my laugh so much, to me it sounded like a dying donkey, but I loved to laugh, I was a paradox and a half.
"So tell me about yourself, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Mysterious" I said, winking at him as I tried not to snort my Dr. Pepper, that would have been attractive.
"Tall, Dark, and Mysterious….-" He said, trailing off as if he was deep in thought, before looking back to me with that smirk that seems to never leave his face, "- I like it" He said, practically purring the words out and I had to sit on my hands to keep from reaching across the table, dragging him to my side, and kissing him till we both couldn't breathe. He let out a soft chuckle, taking another sip of his water as we waited for our food.
"I was born in India, but my parents came to America with me when I was five years old, I grew up in Florida, my parents were busy with starting a company so I was passed from nanny to nanny, but I still had a moderately good childhood. All through high school I knew that music was what I wanted to do, I was always beat boxing, everywhere we went I beat boxed, drove my mother crazy" He said, gesturing wildly with his hands as he told his story, I found that extremely cute. "When it came time to go to college, I knew Barden University of Washington was where I wanted to be"
"You're so passionately about all of it, I can tell in the way you speak about music" I said, a wide smile stretching across my face. "He's so fucking charming, damn!"
"Well, you're the same about dancing, not just in the subtle hints when you talk about it, but the way you move, when you danced at your audition, it was… it was..-" He said, trailing off at the end as he tried to find the right word. "-Breathtaking"
I didn't know whether to be flattered or creeped out, "Wait, you were at my audition?"
"Uh" He looked like he wanted to kick his own ass for putting his foot in his mouth, "Not so nice when it's you huh? The tables have turned my good friend"
"Yeah… I was, I had to get some stuff for bumper that was in the auditorium and I saw you dancing…. And it was like I just couldn't stop watching you" He said, getting flustered as he took pauses in-between sentences.
I just kind of stared at him, not really sure what my feelings were yet, they were all over the place. I was so flattered that he felt that way about my dance, and knowing that he knew me all along. It was like one of those Disney fairy tales that actually teach you nothing about real life but you watch them anyway because they're cute and they have the word Disney on them.
"Please say something" He pleaded, making me realize that I had been silently staring at him the entire time, "Shit! Now you look like a serial killer" I smiled softly, reaching across the table to lace our hands together.
"Thank you" I said, not really knowing what else to say, I mean what would you do in this situation. The boyish grin that came across his face was so adorable that it kicked my hormones into over drive and I was seriously debating skipping dinner and dragging him into a back alley, if you know what I mean. Unfortunately before I could act on those thoughts I was interrupted by the waitress, setting our food on the table and quickly scurrying off without a second glance. "That's right, fear me bitch" Unfortunately this didn't go unnoticed by Donald.
"You know, you probably scare the shit out of her" He said, letting out a small laugh as he started to eat his food. I just shrugged, sending him a wink as I dug into my chicken.
"So, when did you get into dance?" He asked wiping the food off his mouth with a napkin.
"I've been dancing since I was three years old, it was always something I loved to do, didn't matter what type of music was playing or if there was any music at all-" I said, laughing softly, "- I would just dance. When high school rolled around, I made a couple friends, they were into beat-boxing and Hip-Hop, they introduced me to it and from there I knew I wanted to be a Hip-Hop dancer"
After a few more rounds of small talk we were finished eating, getting up Donald quickly went and paid the check before escorting me back to his car, I smiled as the breeze hit me outside, it was a little stuffy in the restaurant, but it was by far the best date I had ever been on. He did the gentlemanly thing and opened my car door for me, shutting it back once I was safely seated inside; he walked around the other side of the car, quickly seating himself in the driver seat. He put the key in the ignition, twisting until the powerful vehicle roared to life, putting it in gear and pulling out onto the road.
It was a quick trip back to campus, the guard at the security gate gave us a funny look but let us in none the less, he pulled up out front my door building and cut the engine, we sat in silence for a few moments till I couldn't take it anymore and had to say something.
"Thank you for tonight, I had a really good time" I said, a genuine smile on my lips.
"You're welcome" Donald said, staring over at me with a look I couldn't quite place, nervousness? Happiness? A little bit of lust mixed in there somewhere, it was kind of freaking me out.
He reached over and took my hand from my lap, entwining our fingers together as his thumb traced over the top of my hand softly, the all too familiar feeling of heat quickly rushing to my cheeks hit me full force. I hated how he could get me flustered with just a look or a simple touch, I had never met anyone like him before and it was driving me crazy.
"Will you be my girl" He finally asked, looking over at me with a smoldering look in his eyes that would put a fireplace to shame.
I stared over at him silently for a moment, thinking it over in my head but it was no use, I knew my answer, and it was one I knew I would never regret, I hope.
"I thought you'd never ask" I said, grinning as his face lit up with joy and he quickly pulled me in for a heated kiss that left us both panting, I pulled back with a slight groan of frustration.
"I have to go inside" I said, a small frown gracing my lips.
He smiled, taking my face in his hand as his thumb stroked over my bottom lip. "Don't frown; I'll see you tomorrow, beautiful"
I grinned widely, giving him another quick kiss before opening the door and stepping out, of course it was fucking raining, when was it not. Shielding myself from the rain using my arm, I leaned down through the window of his car, "Have sweet dreams, Donald" I said, grinning like a fucking psychopath. "I need help"
"Same to you, Princess"
I leaned out of the car and walked towards the cement steps that led to the all too familiar double glass doors, casting a longing glance over my shoulder as he drove away, towards his dorm building. I sighed softly, heading up the steps and pushing open the double glass doors, I defiantly believed that my life was looking up, for sure.
I know I said this chapter would start setting up for the turn but I lied XD lol that should be in the next chapter but I'm proud to say this was OUR LONGEST CHAPTER YET! The next chapter should be up next week because I'm going to New York on vacation for a little bit, hope my lovelies enjoyed this chapter and until next time - Hannah