Page 81 of Heal Me

"Come in," I shout.

I look at Lily's empty bed, I'm already used to the fact that she doesn't often spend the night in the dormitory.

"Hey."

I turn to Danylo. He is wearing a black t-shirt that tightly hugs his toned muscles and blue jeans that emphasise everything that needs to be emphasised.

"Hey," I smile, "you shouldn't pick me up."

"It's not difficult for me," he interrupts me.

I nod.

"A green tracksuit?"

"Yes, and what? Do you not like it?"

"No," he says quickly, "I mean, yes, I like it, it's just that I'm not used to seeing you in something casual."

Yes, he is right. Usually, I wear smart clothes, except for the days when I want to stay inconspicuous and wear hoodies and jeans.

"Green is my favourite colour," I answer.

"Mine too, but I never wear green clothes, they don't suit me at all, unlike you."

Damn, I love and hate his dimples.

They make him too cute, and I don't like the fact that I think he's cute.

"Thank you," I smile.

"Ready?" asks Danylo and we leave my room.

He opens the car door for me, but this time I fasten my seat belt myself.

"It's quite cold today," he notices, and turns on the heater.

"Yes," I nod and hide my hands in my pockets. "Especially if you're wearing a T-shirt," I point to his clothes.

"I'm not cold, I'm worried about you." He says.

I don't answer anything. We need to stay as far away from such conversations as possible.

"You can connect and turn on music if you want." He suggests.

"You asked for it." I smile.

"Is all your music bad?"

"My playlist depends on my mood. It includes Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey, Eminem, Cardi B."

"Just don't say yet that you listen to Justin Bieber." "No," I laugh.

"Then turn it on," Danylo smiles, "it's interesting to hear what your mood you’re in today."

Not that this song matched my mood, but I turned on Taylor Swift's Don’t blame me.

"I like your mood, Ami," Danylo laughs.

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