Broken

• Chapter 24 •

My phone goes off, I laugh at a text Adrien sent and text him back, a small smile on my face.

"Why are you smiling?" Aya asks suspiciously when she comes back.

"Nothing—" I'm stopped as my phone starts to ring, I pick up hesitantly and turn away from Aya.

"Hey. Haha yeah, I'm just at Aya's."

Aya tries to peek at the caller ID, I can barely hear him. I shove her away and give her a look telling her to fuck off. She frowns and mouths who is it? Tell me now.

"Uhh... Sure, yeah. Sounds good. Around seven? I'll text you her address. Cool, see you."

I quickly hang up the phone and my brain fails me in trying to find another topic to talk about before Aya pounces on me.

"WHO ARE YOU GOING OUT WITH?"

I sigh deeply, "Adrien..."

"NO WAY? AHHHHH SINCE WHEN?" she's jumping around the room in excitement, she's ridiculous.

"It's just a date, um last night."

I explain the events of yesterday to her.

"I'M SO EXCITED FOR YOU! Surprised you kissed him so soon though."

I shrug, "I know... I just, I was just—I don't know. It just happened. Eric annoyed the shit out of me and Adrien was there, so..."

"What did Eric do?" she asks me.

"He told me he wasn't feeling well so we wouldn't hang out, and then he showed up at the party with his girlfriend looking perfectly fine. Then he told me he didn't want to tell me because he didn't want to hurt my feelings or some bullshit. He said he knew I had a thing for him! How annoying is that?" I'm bitching, now. Angry all over again.

"That is annoying," Aya nods in agreement. "Well, at least you showed him. Now you can be totally happy with Adrien and make beautiful babies!" she smirks. "We'll see who's crushing on who then," she shrugs.

I snort at her idiocy. "Do you regret kissing him?"

My heart sinks slightly, I wasn't expecting that question. I shrug uncomfortably. "No, not really. I mean yeah I always pictured my first kiss to be with Eric, but I don't really care to be honest. I just don't even know if I like Adrien," I admit.

"Well, that's why you're going out with him right? Give him a chance, he's really hot. You might end up liking him way more than you ever liked Eric," she offers some advice.

I consider her words and shrug, "Yeah I guess you're right."

"He's coming at seven, so we have plenty of time to waste. High school musical movie marathon?" she suggests.

"Sure."

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"SHIT, YOU HAVE TO GET READY! IT'S SIX THIRTY!" Aya randomly springs out of bed with her phone in her hand.

I frown in confusion, "What? I am ready..."

She stares at me for what feels like an eternity before sprinting to her closet, screaming, "COME WITH ME, RIGHT THE FUCK NOW."

I flinch in surprise, what the hell?

"CLEM-FUCKING-TINE! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE, NOW!"

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I'm wearing a dress, a body-con type, it's kinda uncomfortable, and I wouldn't pick out for myself. I stare at my reflection in the mirror and sigh at the amount of skin I'm showing. Cute though.

"WHY ARE YOU SO PRETTY?" she screams at me as her eyes rake my body. I roll my eyes at her.

"This really isn't necessary. I don't even like him," I tell her.

"I don't care, you should always look your best on a date."

I'm too lazy to argue, so I just shrug and walk towards my ringing phone. "Hey."

"Hey, I'm outside. Should I come to the door or?"

"Nah, it's cool. I'll be out in a minute," I hang up.

"He's outside," I tell her as I go to pick up my stuff.

"WAIT! You have to make him wait!"

I frown, "What, why?"

She sighs, "It's just something you HAVE to do as a girl, duh."

"Let's take a selfie!" she offers as she rushes to my side, I squirm uncomfortably. My heart sinks, I can't take pictures. "Ugh, ew never mind I look like shit."

I resist the urge to sigh in relief, laughing at her girliness instead. "Okay, this is ridiculous. I'm leaving," I tell her as I make my way to her door.

"Fine, HAVE FUN! Tell me everything! Text me if anything goes wrong! Use protection!" she calls out after me.

I open the front door and see Adrien across the road from me, hm. I'd never considered Adrien before last night, it was all impulse. I sigh, already dreading the night, but trying not to be cynical.

I need to give him a chance, right?