Novel-novel oleh Still Iv

The door flung open after the third knock and Rita was standing at her dorm door step wearing a large nightgown that looked like something out of an old movie. “You look stunning” I said and she sighed, rolling her eyes at my obvious sarcasm. “Boy, don’t start” “What? Someone has to tease you” “Now that Nico isn’t going to huh?” I sighed. She looked so unhappy and it hurt. The entire situation was weird and was hurting both my friends. Nico was not willing to let me in and help out but I was hoping that Rita would be more open and receptive. “Can I come in?” I reached into the bag that i held in my left hand and pulled out a bottle of brandy that I made Collin buy and a bag of weed, “I come bearing gifts” She chuckled and shook her head. Usually she was the plug of the group but I didn’t mind switching roles for the mean time. “How did you manage to find weed, Alex?” Her voice sounded lighter albeit still sad. I shrugged. “I have my ways and a magician never rev

The first thing that I felt was the warmth. Not the one from the expensive, wool blanket, but from the heat of his body. I cracked my eyes open, the rays of the morning sun and the blur of a strong arm and a handsome face was the first thing I saw. Toby snuggled closer, he was still fast asleep, his dark hair, which was usually was silk and laid back was a mess on the silk pillow, a faint smile playing on his lips.He looked so adorable and I smiled as he pulled me in and buried his face in my neck. I remembered the previous night. We had talked so much over wine that I didn't even remember when I fell asleep.I shifted slightly, trying to get a better look at him. He looked a lot different than I was used to. He looked so much more natural and it was nice to see. It felt like I was staring at the real Toby."Morning, sleepyhead," he mumbled, his voice rough and sexy, "How long have you been looking at me""Morning," I replied, my voice a little breathless. "How can I tell?""Cause

The Bentley glided to a stop, outside one of the highest ranking boutiques in the state. Toby had asked me to clear out my schedule that weekend because he wanted to take me somewhere nice. I sank into the plush leather seat of the car, the relaxing feel enveloping me. It was like being cradled in a very expensive, very soft cloud. Toby sat beside me, his eyes glued to his phone even though he did look up a few times to smile at me. He looked as handsome as ever.He was dressed in very casual yet expensive attire. “We’re here, Master Toby” the chauffeur announced. Toby turned to me, his smile radiating warmth. "Ready to help me spend my money, darling?" I managed a small laugh. It felt nice to laugh for the first time today. I had been under the weather a lot lately. I really liked Toby but I hated that being with him meant that I had to sacrifice my friendship with Nico. Three missed calls. Five unread texts. I had heard absolutely nothing from Nico. I pushed th

“Hey” I peeked my head into Nico’s room. He had moved out of my room back to his and according to him he just needed some time alone. He still had not opened up about what happened with Rita but I knew that was the reason. He most likely wanted to cry without any interference. Nico was sprawled on his bed, face buried in a textbook; literally. He placed the textbook on his face and lay unmoving, My friend was definitely depressed. I wish that he would let me in. "Hey, man," He replied without moving. I walked into the room, my shoes almost sinking into the overpriced carpet. “I haven’t seen my buddy in a few and you haven’t come to bug me in a minute,” I began trying to keep my voice casual. "How's it going?" He didn't move or take the book off his face but replied. "Fine." "Just...fine?" I pressed, sitting on the edge of his bed "It’s just that I’ve been really worried about you” “I just told you I was fine” I sighed. I might as well just spill the beans. “Rita told

The lecture had ended, but I lingered behind as I usually did. To everyone else, I was putting a few things in order but that was just a facade. Hiding under the pretense of tidying my notes I used the chance as an excuse to watch him. Alex. I had my eyes on him the entire time during class and sometimes I had to pause and write on the board whenever I felt his eyes on me. I had never been so immersed in another human being the way that I was with Alex. He was gorgeous and so smart. He moved with an effortless grace that made my breath hitch. He had such a beautiful smile that made his eyes sparkle. Even if I knew that I only did it out of fear of the being exposed and punished for sleeping with a student, I still mentally kicked myself for telling him to forget about happened between us. I watched him say hello to a few of his peers a smile playing on his lips before walking out with Nico, his friend. Even if I was aware of their platonic relationship my chest still

I sat in Professor Tristan’s archeology class, surrounded by the hum of students chatting in low voices, flipping pages, carefully texting and stressing over our upcoming midterms. Today, Tristan was diving into the intricacies of ceramic analysis and how it made up a crucial aspect of understanding ancient cultures. Professor Tristan spoke in his usual loud, commanding and passionate voice. He was always this way when it came to teaching. On a regular day he appeared very passive and lacking in emotion. It made him very desirable yet highly unapproachable. The only time to catch him with passion in his voice and eyes was when you were around to hear him speak on a subject that he liked. Whether it was the way he spoke about it or his body language, I found his passion for the subject was contagious. As usual, I found myself captivated by his enthusiasm. But then again, I had always been captivated by him. It didn’t matter how much I tried to push him out of my mind, h