morethanthis

”Everything alright?” I asked.
”No not really.” She sighed. ”I think I’ve locked myself in.”
I choked a laugher.
”How did that happen?”

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”I have absolutely no idea! I just walked in for a quick bathroom visit, and even though I’m alone I have the habbit of closing the door. When I was about the go out again the door wouldn’t open!”
”I’ll get you out of there!” I assured her. ”I’ll be right back!”
”Okay!” She yelled back.
I ran out of the apartment and hurried up back to our apartment. I pressed the elevator button in hope it would go faster than the stairs. In reality it was just a matter of seconds, but it seemed to take forever, and I didn’t have the patient to wait so I decided to go with the stairs anyway. I ran as fast as I could and tugged the door open with a robust pull.
”DO WE HAVE ANY TOOLS?” I yelled through the apartment.
”No...?” Harry showed up in the end of the hallway.
”Why would we have tools? We can’t fix things?” I heard Louis’ voice say from the other room.
”He’s right though, all we can do is break things. We could use some tools.” Niall sounded thoughtful. I registrered a loud thud from the living room.
”See!” Niall exclaimed.
”I’m sorry I’ll fix the lamp!” Liam excused.
I heard Niall sigh, ”you and your lamping.”
Well, that wasn’t helpful at all. I dashed out through the door again and left a chocked Harry staring after me. I was pretty sick and tired of these damn stairs by now. I ran to the apartment complex’s garage instead. They must have some tools that can help me pop a bathroom door open. I searched through, looked both under, and over, everything I could find in the obscure room. The darkness gave me the creeps, but with my cellphone for flashligt I could distinguish the lines of the different objects. I felt something steel-like with a handle at the end. I lifted the thing up and lit my phonescreen on it. A screwdriver! I almost broke out in song because I got so excited, but stopped myself. The garage had really good acoustics and I might be heard up to the first floor, were Vivi was. Squad Bradford Bad Boi was back on track. I dashed back to Vivi’s room as fast as I could.
”I found a screwdriver!” I said proudly. Then I realized, I don’t know how to use a screwdriver.
”Great!” Vivi cheered. ”Try to unlock the door for me will ya?”
I tried to calm myself down and figure out how to do this. I put the screwdriver into the keyhole and made an effort to twist it. It did not go very well.
”How do you do this?” I laughed nervously.
”I can’t work tools.” Vivi giggled. ”Just try to twirl it or something!”
”I am!” I spun it around a bit more inside the keyhole. I think it worked because I heard something snap and seconds later the lock popped of its attachments.
”Hey you did it!” Vivi smiled widely and threw herself into my arms. I caught her and hugged her back. It all happened so fast I didn’t even have time to blush. But after a few seconds I realized what we really did and I let her go rapidly. I turned my head to the floor and drew a imaginary circle with my toe.
”If it wasn’t for you I’d be stuck in there all day!” She said. ”Thank you.”
”Not at all.” I mumbled shyly.
”Can you look at me?” She encouraged. I hesitated, but did as she wished. Vivi leant over to me, lifted herself up an inch or two on her toes and kissed me softly on the cheek. A rush of something I don’t know shot through my body. It was some kind of happy rush. Then I felt my cheeks become red again. Dammit!
”You’re so cute blushing.” Vivi giggled. Meanwhile all I wanted was for a hole to open up under my feet and take me away. I brainstormed in panic over what I was going to reply.
”Do you wanna go out sometime?”
Wait, did I just say that? Like, out loud? That was not what I was planning to say! I was thinking it, but I would never have the guts to ask. Well apperantly, I just did. How the hell did that happen? My head was a mess. I prepared myself for the rejection.