"How dare you that's pure blasphemy!" Keomi chuckled with a gasp, "Everyone knows that Gen 2 Freddie was the hottest, and his British accent was beyond sexy."
Just as I was about to debate Keomi like I was fighting for my rights my phone chimed and it was a text from River.
RIVER: Hi
ME:HEYYY :)
RIVER:Let’s go out.
ME:I’m watching skins with Keomi right now?
RIVER:Tony >> Effy
ME:I LITERALLY JUST SAID THAT-
ME:that’s the way to a girl’s heart
RIVER:Haha.
RIVER:Ice cream ?
ME:YES ICE CREAM.
ME:Come over rn so we can go to Meet Before It Melts
RIVER:I’m already at the door
Just then I heard a knock at the door and Keomi gave me a confused glare,
"Promise you won't be mad at me?” I grinned and she smiled knowingly before rushing to open the door.
And indeed, there was River wearing a grey sweater and plain black pants, he wore a pearl Vivienne Westwood necklace around his neck too along with the cross that he basically never took off. But there was something else, he had not one buttwoearrings on his left ear- I couldn’t believe he finally got the second piercing because he'd been talking about it for a while.
"River you didn't!" I gasped and he turned so I could get a clear view of his new piercing,
"I did it myself, do you like it?" He asked and I nodded in agreement frantically,
"I thought you said you'd let me do it," I added crossing my arms and he scratched his neck guiltily,
"No offence intended but you and a needle near my skin doesn’t sound like the best idea." He told me and I was offended,
"Do you not trust me?" I asked and Keomi laughed,
"Of course I do, just not in this case ma préfère." He assured me, tilting my chin up and looking me directly in the eye, I swear I melted.
"I'll wait outside." He told me before taking his keys out and going back outside.
"Armani what the fuck!" Keomi gushed excitedly,
"What did he just call you?"
"I don't know-" I replied because it was true, I didn't know because I wasn't paying attention.
"Ma préfère means my preferred one, since when were youhispreferred one? God, I'm so single..." she laughed, "I'm jealous, now he's waiting for you so put on a sweater and go with him."
As I threw my navy Harry Potter sweater over my head and put on my shoes I couldn't help but smile to myself, was I really his preferred one? The thought was enough to make me feel the way I did in 3rd grade when my crush asked me to go play on the monkey bars with him. He'd gotten better at talking to me these past few weeks, he'd gotten better at being more affectionate with me too. Just never in public and I understood that.
He told me that it wasn't that he didn't want that with me, it was that he didn't want everyone to see our own affection for each other. He said that it was something he wanted to share with me and me alone and I understood that. I was making an effort to do that lately, to actually talk to him instead of just getting mad and storming out like I usually did. If it was one thing River Kennedy was teaching me it was that patience really was a virtue.
