Chapter overview: Chapter 25 from Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy
In this standout chapter of the Internet novel Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy, Andrea Noel introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
"What-" I looked back at Lucas, who was already far away. "What happened?"
"Um," He replied nervously "I actually have no idea." He stared at Lucas, still with a surprised look on his face.
"Why were you two arguing?" I never saw them fight before. Everybody knew that they were best friends, that they got each other's back…If you hurt one of them, you pissed of both. This just didn't make any sense.
"Ah," He paused for a second "about you, actually." Jimmy leaned on the grey wall, facing me. He dug through his pockets, searching for a cigarette. When he finally found it, he needed to light it for a couple of times, because the thing was being extinguished by the wind.
"What about me?" I almost choked on that sentence.
"He said," He finally took a deep puff "that I shouldn't drag you around in the middle of the night because it's dangerous. He said that you…" He stopped in the middle of the sentence.
Jimmy pierced my eyes with his, taking another long puff, lighting up the end of the cigarette. "You know what," He sighed. "nevermind."
"What?"
He laughed. "Lucas was worried about your safety, since you were with me, and not with him. You, know - apparently we could get attacked and you could get hurt." He rolled his eyes.
Lucas wasn't happy with me walking around the city at night? With his best friend? He was freaking worried? Is he serious?! He dragged me out, in a weird place called Metha, and we did get attacked there, and he was mad at Jimmy - who took me on a nice date to a park? He is such a…morron!
But I had this weird feeling…that there is more to the story.
Suddenly Jimmy took my hand in his. He was gently brushing my pale skin with his thumb. "I was thinking," He said. "that we should go somewhere nice today."
"I thought we went somewhere nice last time." I blushed, smiling back at him.
"Yeah," He grinned. "but I was thinking we should go to…Lolita, today."
Lolita? I know that place. Everybody knows that place. It's a cafe where…all the couples go. It's disgustingly sweet and cute, everything is pink and black, antique chairs and tables, candy on every shelf, cakes, ice-cream, hot chocolate, fluffy pillows, waitresses - dressed like in anime…So much sugar.
"Coming right up!" She smiled and bowed to us. Weird.
"So," Jimmy started digging through his pockets "I have something for you…Where the hell is it…" He got frustrated, but his lips were still shaped into a nice smile.
That's what I like about Jimmy - no matter what, he's always smiling. People who smile all the time have so much energy, and some of it was rubbing onto me. I felt good in his presence, he was like a star, and I was borrowing his light. Much like the Moon borrows the light from the Sun.
The waitress finally brought our drinks. They were served in a tall glass, so you could see everything that was inside. Delicious dark chocolate was melting onto juicy, red strawberries at the bottom. The smell of hot, steamy chocolate and fresh strawberries was amazing. I took a sip of that delicious beverage, and all tastes exploded on my tongue. Sour, sugary taste of the strawberries was almost overpowered by strong, cocoa taste of the dark chocolate. Both tastes were mixing together in my mouth, dancing their last waltz on my tongue…Heaven.
"Ah, here it is!" He held out his hand. He was holding a beautiful, tiny rose, made out of tin paper. It was so beautiful, flickering the light in all directions, making it look like she's sparkling in several colours. "I made it at art class."
I took the tiny rose into my hand. The details were gorgeous, so precise. I had no idea how he folded a piece of silver paper into something so…charming. "You're really talented..."
"Thanks!" He ruffled his hair again, blushing a little. "It's a hobby, sort of."

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