fooled around for over two months now and before we met the guys, we would have a bit of fun together about a handful of times during a month. She can't be sad that we're not having sex anymore, can she? That would be silly because we love each other as best friends and nothing more.
When she has switched the hairdryer off I take a chance to ask. "Rox?"
She briefly closes her eyes, then she opens them and she smiles down at me. "I just want you happy Lace." It's like she knew what I was thinking in a weird way. I start to say something more but she stops me. "Now, it's make-up time." She grabs my make-up bag and places it in front of me. "Put your face on."
She turns to leave me alone. Why is she making me get ready? I hope she hasn't got anything ridiculous planned. "I don't wanna go out!"
"Just do it!" She shouts over her shoulder as she walks out my room. I know that if I don't do what she wants me to do then she will most likely nag me until I do. With that thought I decide to just do it and I look for my concealer. I haven't had much sleep and after looking at my reflection, I don't like looking at my bags under my eyes. Halfway through applying my make-up, I'm surprisingly feeling a little better so I go ahead and apply some eyeliner and mascara. Maybe Roxie was right to make me do this. Having a hot shower and actually getting dressed in something that wasn't sweat pants or my pajamas makes a difference. Then having my hair feeling like its usual smooth self and putting on my face as Roxie put it, adds the final touches to making me feel more human again.
Roxie appears in my doorway, changed and looking beautiful as always. The sight of her makes me groan because she looks ready to go out somewhere. She smiles at me, looking rather pleased with herself. "Come on, I've made you breakfast."
While I'm eating my greasy breakfast, Roxie is busy in my room. Apparently it needed a cleaning after my hibernation in there. I didn't see the problem. Yes, it was a little messier than usual because of the circumstances, but it still wasn't as bad as her room. I just left her to it. If it made her feel better why complain?
Fifteen minutes later, I've finished my breakfast and Roxie comes out from my room. It must not have been a great big clean up as it only took fifteen minutes. No surprise there, I'm the cleaner out of us both. Roxie goes to turn on the radio, looking down at her watch again. I've noticed she keeps doing that and she looks a little nervous. She even takes my empty plate and washes all the dirty dishes! Who is this and what have they done with my Roxie? She hasn't washed the dishes for as long as I can remember! Something is definitely going on here. She’s making me get up, get ready and now she’s cleaning up. I'm onto her and it doesn’t take a long time until I realize the reason why she kept looking at the time and acting a little nervous. The radio DJ catches my attention.
"Okay everyone! This is what we have all been waiting for! The hottest guys in rock are here with me! That can only mean one thing. We have none other than Black Inferno in the building!"
Wow. Could this girl sound anymore excited? I somehow don't think so.
Roxie bites her lips as we listen to the woman introduce them some more and I know that Roxie knew they would be on the radio. Of course she would want to listen to Mason, but why has she made me sit here and listen? I stand up to leave the kitchen when the voice of the man who has painfully been the sole purpose of my thoughts stops me in my tracks. I have no choice but to listen. There's no way I could ever walk away from his voice.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Lacey
I stand motionless as I listen to the radio DJ.
"Hi guys!" The voices of the band members fill the silence as they say their hello's. "So, can you tell me
When she has switched the hairdryer off I take a chance to ask. "Rox?"
She briefly closes her eyes, then she opens them and she smiles down at me. "I just want you happy Lace." It's like she knew what I was thinking in a weird way. I start to say something more but she stops me. "Now, it's make-up time." She grabs my make-up bag and places it in front of me. "Put your face on."
She turns to leave me alone. Why is she making me get ready? I hope she hasn't got anything ridiculous planned. "I don't wanna go out!"
"Just do it!" She shouts over her shoulder as she walks out my room. I know that if I don't do what she wants me to do then she will most likely nag me until I do. With that thought I decide to just do it and I look for my concealer. I haven't had much sleep and after looking at my reflection, I don't like looking at my bags under my eyes. Halfway through applying my make-up, I'm surprisingly feeling a little better so I go ahead and apply some eyeliner and mascara. Maybe Roxie was right to make me do this. Having a hot shower and actually getting dressed in something that wasn't sweat pants or my pajamas makes a difference. Then having my hair feeling like its usual smooth self and putting on my face as Roxie put it, adds the final touches to making me feel more human again.
Roxie appears in my doorway, changed and looking beautiful as always. The sight of her makes me groan because she looks ready to go out somewhere. She smiles at me, looking rather pleased with herself. "Come on, I've made you breakfast."
While I'm eating my greasy breakfast, Roxie is busy in my room. Apparently it needed a cleaning after my hibernation in there. I didn't see the problem. Yes, it was a little messier than usual because of the circumstances, but it still wasn't as bad as her room. I just left her to it. If it made her feel better why complain?
Fifteen minutes later, I've finished my breakfast and Roxie comes out from my room. It must not have been a great big clean up as it only took fifteen minutes. No surprise there, I'm the cleaner out of us both. Roxie goes to turn on the radio, looking down at her watch again. I've noticed she keeps doing that and she looks a little nervous. She even takes my empty plate and washes all the dirty dishes! Who is this and what have they done with my Roxie? She hasn't washed the dishes for as long as I can remember! Something is definitely going on here. She’s making me get up, get ready and now she’s cleaning up. I'm onto her and it doesn’t take a long time until I realize the reason why she kept looking at the time and acting a little nervous. The radio DJ catches my attention.
"Okay everyone! This is what we have all been waiting for! The hottest guys in rock are here with me! That can only mean one thing. We have none other than Black Inferno in the building!"
Wow. Could this girl sound anymore excited? I somehow don't think so.
Roxie bites her lips as we listen to the woman introduce them some more and I know that Roxie knew they would be on the radio. Of course she would want to listen to Mason, but why has she made me sit here and listen? I stand up to leave the kitchen when the voice of the man who has painfully been the sole purpose of my thoughts stops me in my tracks. I have no choice but to listen. There's no way I could ever walk away from his voice.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Lacey
I stand motionless as I listen to the radio DJ.
"Hi guys!" The voices of the band members fill the silence as they say their hello's. "So, can you tell me
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