Crawling on his hands and knees.
Daisy tilted her head right at Jess. “You didn’t.”
His giddy smile was full force. It was nice to see him smile. Rare for that one. “We couldn’t not.”
Tristan rested his head on Jess’s arm, like his own personal walking stick, his dopey smile creasing the corners of his mouth and the shadows on his face. “I love karaoke.”
Goldie rolled her eyes before her head fell into her hands. “Dear God.”
Rory got up from her seat, wandering down to the floor where Finn had now sprawled out. “Too many Jägers?”
Finn’s cloudy green gaze looked up at her as his head nestled into her lap. “I love you so fucking much.”
I raised my hands at Rory. “Best love confession I’ve ever heard.”
Goldie lifted her head, her eyes on Tristan. “How did those two get served?”
He shrugged. “I don’t even know what day it is right now, Golds.”
This was becoming a weekly occurrence now, more so now that the boys’ exams were done and their summer had officially started. For them, at least. I still had one or two classes to catch up on.
We’d been to Gigi’s, a karaoke bar in the student district, once or twice since it had opened last fall, but the trips died off after what happened with me. I’d told them to still go, butthey didn’t, confessing that they didn’t want any nights out that didn’t involve me. Not until I was happy.
The girls still hadn’t been. But the boys…
I think their current states answered that for me.
I didn’t mind; they’d all been more than supportive whilst I was getting better, and after the sophomore year they’d had and with Tristan balancing his music, it was nice watching them blow off steam.
“Well anyway, we’re talking summer plans. Thoughts?” Daisy chirped from her end of the couch. Jesse made his way over as he stumbled through the room, sitting beside her and snuggling in like he wasn’t twice her height.
Daisy didn’t seem to mind. She put her arm around him and let him nestle in.
And I bit back the urge to just scream at those two to get with each other already. And it was hard. Because Christ, did those two just need to get together already.
“I think we need a vacation,” Jess murmured from under Daisy’s arm. “Somewhere tropical.”
Daisy tugged on her mousy blonde curls. “My hair can’t handle tropical.”
“Then your hair can’t handle a London summer,” I reminded her. “Seriously, it’s like living inside Satan’s arse crack.”
Tristan sat up, his hazy eyes finding me. “I can second that.”
Jess looked up, gorgeous brown eyes that matched his skin catching in the warm light. “When did London come into the picture?”
Rory brushed some of the hair out of Finn’s face as he lay on her lap. “Golds and Tristan are heading there; Cora is potentially heading there too. So we were entertaining the idea of a group trip.”
“Sick idea!” Tristan called before his dark eyes settled on me, chin jutting. “Why are you heading back?”
My hands flailed. “It’s a long story.”
“We have time,” Finn slurred.
Rory looked at me, a giggle slipping under her breath. “I had no idea he was even awake.”
I looked at the invisible watch on my wrist. “Well, sadly for you, I don’t. Big art class in the morning. Last one of my catch-ups, and a girl’s gotta rest her wrists.” As I stood up from my chair, those six invisbles ties that tethered me to them tugged, turning me back around. "But I think we should seriously consider London.” My eyes lingered over each of my friends. "I think I'm at the point now where I'm really missing you guys, and I want us to have fun before another year of the unknown." I looked back to Tristan. “We can sort everything, right?”
He sent a salute my way, soft brown eyes smiling as he did. "Course."
