Page 68 of The List of Things

“Yep,” I want to tell the truth but I know that it won't go over well.

“Good… Are you still wet?”

I choke on the air in my lungs as if it wasn’t meant to be there.

“Pardon?” I ask.

“Your clothes… The rain… are you still-”

“Oh, right, the rain... Not the kiss. I get it,” I nod, understanding he wasn’t bringing up the feeling I had when he kissed me.

Sienna facepalms, and I shrug my shoulders, this conversation is already a shit show...

“No. I’m dry now. Fully dry.”

“Good. I don’t want you to get sick.”

There’s a small pause, and I hate the silence.

“Well, I’ve got some setting up to do... I’ll see you tomorrow. Have a good night Ryn.”

I nod even though he can’t see me, “You too Bell.”

He hangs up, and I groan, throwing myself face first onto my bed until I slide off, and fall to the floor, my back on the ground, my eyes trained on the ceiling. Fuck my life.

“You’re down bad for him.”

I can’t even see her but I know she’s right. She’s also probably grinning from ear to ear.

“It’s because you mentioned the hands. I have full faith that if I never looked at them I’d be fine,” I know full and well Bellamy’s hands are only a fraction of what I like about him.

“It has nothing to do with his hands, and everything to do with his dick-”

“Sienna!” I yell at her. “Stop talking about me, what about you? What about Lawson? How is he? How are you? Are you two dating? Let’s watch a movie, let's not talk about Bellamy’s dick,” I tell her.

“Rom com?”

I shake my head for once. I know how out of character it is for me. I know it’s always a yes when it comes to romance, but right now it’s the last thing I want, and probably need.

“No. Let’s watch horror. Comedy. Drama. Anything that doesn’t involve hot men, and feelings because I have enough to go around,” I watch as she jumps onto my bed over me as I lay on the floor.

She peeks over the edge of the bed, “Alright, are you coming then?”

She holds her hand out to me and I take it. I climb into bed with my best friend, and she uses my remote to scroll through Netflix, but my mind keeps going back to the cute football player with hot hands, sloppy hair, and so much charm, and I know I’m completely fucked.

“And by the way… I have no updates on Lawson because we aren’t together. We’re acquaintances,” She sighs.

“Why do you sound disappointed?” I ask and she shrugs.

“Because I honestly have no idea if I should be disappointed by that fact or if I should be jumping for joy over it. Lawson is bad news, football players suck,” She explains.

“But what about the quarterback hands thing?” I ask, referring back to her exact words.

“Lawson isn’t a quarterback. He’s a… It doesn’t matter. Lawson and I are… friends. I guess,” She doesn’t look at me.

I’m desperate to know more about what’s happened between the two of them. To know if she actually wants to be his friend or if maybe she has a small crush. I have a sneaking suspicion it’s the latter.

“You know just because I’m having boy troubles doesn’t mean I can’t listen to yours. What’s going on between you and Lawson?” I finally ask the question and Sienna shakes her head.

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