Chapter 4

Ferrell frowned as a sudden sound disturbed his sleep, he lazily got down from his bed and walked to the door. It better not be one of his roomies who had forgotten his keys or the human boutiques that walk around selling clothes hanging on their arms, because he was ready to spit fire. When he opened the door however, it wasn’t either. Instead it a girl, Celesta. A girl from church. Ferrell was more perplexed now, it wasn’t time for evening church, neither she the kind to drop by just to say hi to a person like him. In fact if Ferrell

Anyways, he smiled and reluctantly allowed her to enter his room. He felt rather uncomfortable with his roommates out and his chest on full display so he slipped a shirt on. Celesta smiled, taking a step closer to Ferrell but he took one back instantly and smiled awkwardly.

“Hey, what are you doing here”, he wanted to ask but refrained watching as the girl took another step closer to him. She wrapped her hand around his neck suddenly and inched her body closer to his making Ferrell slightly nervous. He took a deep breath and pushed her a little.

“Actually, I was about to head out before you showed up so…”, Ferrell dropped a hint hoping Celesta would take it and leave but the girl was adamant as she was dumb. She only smirked, grabbing Ferrell by the neck and pressing her lips to his neck. Ferrell let out a moan, a lot of unwanted thoughts filling his mind. He wondered if this was how he was going to lose his virginity. Was he ready for this? Was he confident he’d hit it good? Was he okay sleeping with someone that wasn’t Willow? Would he be able to tell Willow about this?

All the unwanted thoughts made him mentally take a thousand steps back. He pushed Celesta forcefully, and walked out, leaving her in the room. He needed some air and that is exactly what he did. He went to the roof to clear his head. After a while, he went back to find the girl gone. He sighed and closed the door behind him.

“you’re finally back”

Ferrell froze.

…

Willow groaned.

“Zach, what the hell do you want again? She asked in frustration

Zachary smiled, obviously trying to be the charmer he was but willow was so over that deceitful smile of his. She focused her attention on the tiny moss growing the side of her room instead of his face.

“I was wondering if you wanted to grab some ice-cream with me. I know you love banana flavored ice cream”.

Willow took a deep breath

“No I don’t anymore… I’m strictly on a no-sugar diet Zachary. Besides, I think your girlfriend, the second one I saw you with yesterday would love to go with you”

He frowned, ‘she’s not my girlfriend!”

Another blatant lie.

Willow sighed, “yeah I’m sure you said the same thing about me when we were dating last year…. Anyway, I’m not the one you need to convince…you should probably be trying to convince that bimbo because I’m sure she thinks you two are dating”

With that, willow slammed the door in Zach’s face.

“Fucking rude bitch! You’re so ugly no guy would date you.

Willow smiled, grabbing her laptop and playing BTS Jin Epiphany on repeat, shouting out loud the part about loving oneself even though ones not perfect, taking small steps and accepting oneself no matter what. Zachary must have flipped because willow heard him stomping away.

She turned the music off and watched some anime. Few hours later when Silly stepped into the room, willow was munching on some spring rolls Ferrell had bought. Ferrell was like that, coming like a ghost and leaving like a villain, he always bought willow snacks even she mostly didn’t ask.

He must be determined to fatten her like a Christmas turkey.

Anyway, when he showed up unannounced at her door earlier, willow had been annoyed and ready to send him on his way but he had hooked her up on some story about Celesta, and willow had been too curious to ditch him at the doorway. Besides, he was loaded with snacks, and after her encounter with Zach, willow felt she needed some sugar. So here they were, being glared down by Silly who was obviously in a bad mood. Welcome to the bad day club, willow mentally noted.

“so tell me why you ran away yesterday”, willow switched topics so fast Ferrell hardly blinked.

He smiled awkwardly, “can we please Not Talk about that?’ he asked but willow shook her head.

“I want to”, she asserted

“fine, I’m not spilling! I had business and it’s personal”, Ferrell countered

Willow narrowed her eyes in suspicion and decided to let it go.  It didn’t seem like Ferrell was going to share anyway.

“anyway Zach was here, and he left me a packet of insults, wanna share?’

Ferrell frowned

“he did that…why?”

“he tried to feed me some lie about not having a girlfriend and wanting to get back together and when I didn’t

“that nigga is seriously messed up. He needs to get his brain checked!” Ferrell deadpanned.

“yeah…heard he’s been smoking weed too!”, willow continued

“damn!, next time he’s here, call me so I can imprint my fist in his face”

Willow let out a short laugh. Ferrell found himself staring at her pretty brown eyes and the way they sparkled mischieviously all the time. One thing was certain,  he wasnt over Willow Murphey and taking a break from her prescence had only made him earn for her company, her voice, her toch and her smell.