Warning, this chapter will have sexual referances and swearing. Veiwer Discretion Is Advised.
After gym we had a 'study session' which really turned into her bragging about her new boyfriend, Mike Lare, who is apparently on academic probation! Good For Him! Apparently being on academic probation makes you cool and hot, well no offense but I think it makes them look like dumasses with no life ahead of them. But then again thats my view.
The door bell rang, making me jump out of my skin.
'That must be him now!' Heather cried, dashing down the stairs. She was surprisingly quick for someone in heels. I grunted and stood up, might as well go for a jog. It will pass the time till Heathers boyfriend leaves.
The jog tired me out so I crawled up the stairs to the shower. The hot water drew the stress from my muscles, standing in front of the mirror I noticed something strange. My large belly had vanished!
'Woohoo!' I shouted.
'What now?' Heather's voice called from her room.
'Come look at this!' I yelled back, smiling so hard my face hurt. She rushed from her room and stopped dead.
'Oh My God!' she squealed, 'You've lost wait!' She jumped forward and gave me a hug. I swear she could of felt my heartbeat, it was that loud!
'Finally,' I whispered. I watched Heather look me over with her blue eyes. 'What?'
'Haircut, new clothes, contacts..' she muttered off a list. Then my heart leaped into my throat, it was a list for me.
'Wait for me?' I asked, stepping back.
'Yes for you, I'm going to make you dateable but I want first dibs,' she said, her eyes lowered in a seductive way. I blushed a bit.
'Okay, now?' I asked again. She nodded and towed me out of the house and towards the university shops.
*****
'So what did the gay guy put in my hair?' I muttered, fiddling with my long fringe. Heather was overjoyed at my new 'outfit'. The contacts had been the worst bit, damn they'd been painful. I had to admit though I looked better for it, the haidresser was hilarious. He cut my hair but added something to it to make it longer.
'There called extentions, if you where them enough your hair will grow like that naturally,' she explained again. I pulled at my tight shirt and Heather slapped my hand away.
'Makes me look stupid,' I whined.
'It makes you look hot, now come on lets go out and eat!' she added. I brightened up, it was a date, sorta.
Heather chose a fancy resturant by the name of Londostera.
'What do you think?' she asked quietly.
'Its, nice I suppose,' I answered, eyes darting around the resturant.
'Its a nice place for a date,' she hinted, batting her eyelids. I smiled back and called over the waitor.
'May I help you today sir?' he waitor asked.
'Yes, I would like the pork chops,' I ordered, gesturing to Heather.
'Oh and I'll have the salmon thanks,' she replied, a slight flirting note in her voice. I watched the waitor scribble something off his pad.
'It will be with you soon,' he muttered, and walked off in a hurry.
I lifted up my glass, 'A toast,'
'To more than friendship,' she added, holding up hers too.
'Cheers,' I said happily, taking a sip. Heather took a sip too and began to eat her salmon.
'Do you believe in love after friendship?' she asked suddenly. I almost choked on my pork, but recovered quickly.
'I believe that love is possible with a friend,' I answered slowly.
'I'm glad,' she replied, smiling at me from across the table.
After we had finished our dinner I took a big risk and asked her to dance with me.
'I'd love to,' Heather said, her eyes sparkling with happiness. I took her to the dance floor and we began to dance.
We swayed with the music but really we were concentrating on each other. Heather really was beautiful. Her eyes, hair, body were magical but what really amazed me was her personality. She was kind, sweet and caring and I loved that about her.
'Kiss me Harry,' she murmured in my ear. Shock pounded my heart and my brain screamed at me to think, but I wasn't about to start thinking.
I dipped her and kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back and my heart melted. Finally I had gotten the girl everyone wanted, the most beautiful girl in the world and guess what? Its only second semester! I'm starting to love university.
'Lets go home,' I said, grabbing her hand.
'It was a wonderful date,' she sighed but she came anyway. We paid the bill and left the resturant and began to walk back to the house. What a great day, I thought to myself. I yawned and Heather giggled.
'Shut up you,' I pretended to sound hurt.
'You need to sleep,' she giggled. I nodded and continued to walk. Huh wonder when my treadmill's gunna arrive? I asked myself.
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