“Honestly, Ave, you can’t deny that Haytham’s fit…but please don’t tell Connor I said that.”
You giggled, playfully shoving Sam as you carefully placed your laptop into your backpack. Dr Haytham Kenway was the lecturer for your introductory statistics module, who also happened to be your flatmate Connor’s father. To be honest, Sam was right: the man standing at the front of the lecture theatre was absolutely gorgeous. Nevertheless, you knew that Connor would quite literally have your head if you ever spoke those words aloud, so you elected to keep your thoughts on his father’s appearance to yourself.
“C’mon Sam, my next lecture is across campus…you’re packing so damn slow that the very back rows have already cleared out!” You jested, grabbing your phone off of the work surface as you stood up. Samantha hurriedly packed her laptop away in its slipcase, tucking the case into her tote as you both exited the row of seats.
“Oh, dying to talk to Shay, are we?”
You glanced down to your feet, trying to hide the blush forming on your cheeks as you exited the lecture theatre. Shay Cormac was an Oceanography student who was taking the same physical geography module as you, but only because his friend Liam had convinced him to. You were grateful for Liam's persuasiveness, as Shay’s Irish accent was pure heaven to your ears and his presence made the incredibly boring module bearable.
“You’re lucky Charlotte isn’t here today, now you’ve got him all to yourself!”
“Oh, stop it Sam!” you exclaimed, stepping through the automatic doors that led outside. As you walked out of the building and into the sun, you silently cursed yourself for leaving your coat on; it was too warm outside for the extra layer of clothing. After briefly stopping to remove your coat, you both made your way towards the building where your next lecture was held, casually chatting to each other about coursework and your plans for the Easter break.
“Oi, Avery, Samantha! Wait up!”
The two of you had made it nearly halfway to your destination when you heard Jacob Frye’s voice calling out for you.
“Hiya Jacob,” Samantha called out to him with a cheerful grin. “How are you today?”
“Doin’ brilliant, love, you?” he spoke with a smile as he finally managed to catch up to you both. “An' how’s my favourite yank?”
You rolled your eyes, quickly checking the time on your phone. You only had five minutes if you wanted to make it to the lecture on time.
“Jacob, as much as I’d love to stay and chat, I’m going to be late-”
“Shit, sorry love, didn’t realise you had somewhere to be…” Jacob apologised, “I just wanted to invite you both to pre’s tonight at my flat, we’re heading down to Ocies after?”
“You know that I’m in,” Sam snickered, “nights out with you lot are always entertaining.”
You looked up; he was gazing at you with puppy-dog eyes. They knew that you weren’t into clubbing; in all honesty, you were surprised that he had directed the question at you to begin with.
“Sorry, I’m going to have to give it a hard pass…clubbing’s not really my thing, remember?”
Jacob and Samantha looked to each other; judging by the devilish smirks on their faces, it seemed as if the two were silently devising some sort of plan to convince you. Too bad for them, you thought to yourself, it’ll never work.
“Come on, love, it’ll be fun! You can invite your mates if you’d like, and Ezio, Connor, Eddie, Arno, and Élise’ll be there. I’m still trying to convince Evie and Henry, but I’m sure that’d be easier if I told them you were coming along.”
“I don’t know…”
“Ave, do it! You haven’t gone out at all since you and Jason split up…you could really use a night out! I’m sure Lauren’ll come along since Jacob’s hosting. And you could always invite Shay…”
Damnit. Sam had a point; you hadn’t really done anything for yourself since Jason broke up with you a few weeks ago. Plus, you honestly couldn’t be bothered to formulate a rebuttal, since you needed to leave now if you wanted any chance of making it to your next lecture on time. Sighing in defeat, you looked to Jacob for his approval.
“Anyone you want, Aves, as long as you’ll be there.”
“Fine, fine. I’ll come. I really have to go now, though…I’ll see you both later. Oh, and Jacob?”
“Yes, love?” he smirked, looking up at you with those sultry eyes of his.
“Don’t call me a yank ever again.”
Tori's Unofficial British Slang Translation Guide (Part 1):
1. Fit: hot, attractive, sexy
2. Oi: It's like saying "hey"
3. Pre's: pre-drinks; basically drinking before going out. Lots of university students do it because it saves them money.
4. You Lot: "you people", "you guys"
5. Yank: American
6. Ocies: slang for Oceana; the name of the club
Also, I promise I'm not abandoning my other fic, I just needed a break from the feels <3
In a stroke of luck, you managed to make it to your next lecture just in time, walking through the doors just as the lecturer started to speak. Exhausted and out of breath, you slipped into the back row of seats in the lecture theatre, plopping down in the empty seat next to Shay. You noticed Liam wasn’t there…had he been saving the seat for you? Feeling parched, you reached into the side pocket of your backpack for your water bottle, cursing quietly when you realised that you had forgotten to pack one.
“Avery, you okay? You look absolutely shattered.”
His voice. Ugh. You tried to push the sinful thoughts from your mind as you reached for your bag so you could unpack your laptop once more.
“Yeah, could really use some water, that’s all. Got chatting with a mate of mine about plans for tonight and lost track of the time. Had to run halfway across the bleeding campus…”
He chuckled, reaching down into his bag and pulling out an unopened bottle of water.
“Take this, lass. Was for the gym, but I can get another.”
As soon as your computer booted up, you quickly typed in your password, removing the cap off of the bottle and taking a large swig of the water.
“Cheers, Shay, you’re a lifesaver.”
“So, where’s your friend…Catherine, is it?”
A smug grin escaped your lips. He couldn’t remember Charlotte’s name, but he remembered yours…
“Charlotte. I’m not actually sure where she’s at, to be honest. I know she was out with her flatmates last night…my guess is that she’s still asleep. Liam too?”
“Aye, lass. We had quite the night.” He smirked, pausing to copy down the latest set of information on the lecture slides. “At least I can handle my drink, else I’d’ve had to miss this fascinating lecture on…” he paused for a moment, looking down at his notes, “…Quaternary ice cores.”
His voice was laced with sarcasm, to which you couldn’t help but titter, gathering the attention of several of the people seated around you. Embarrassed, you turned your attention back to the lecturer, quickly typing as much of the information as you could before he moved on to the next slide.
You spent the next forty minutes trying your hardest to focus on the lecture, but that was made exceedingly difficult by the handsome young man sat right next to you. Every few minutes, his thigh would rest against yours, lingering for a few seconds before he would slowly pull it away again. You weren’t quite sure if he was doing it on purpose or not, since he would continue typing his notes as if nothing had happened. Nevertheless, each moment of contact between you both had your heart beating just a little faster, so you were thankful when the lecture finally came to an end and you could escape into the aisle.
“Avery, you had mentioned plans for tonight…what sort of trouble will you be getting into?”
Should you invite him? Samantha had suggested it, after all…and Jacob had said it was fine…
“My friend Jacob is having pre-drinks at his and then we are all heading to Oceana. What about you, planning another exciting night out?”
“Liam’s probably not up for it, so probably not. A shame, really.”
“Would you like to come out with us?”
The words had slipped from your mouth before you had even realised you were saying them. You bit your lip nervously, not sure how to read the surprised look on Shay’s face.
“Are you sure that’d be okay? You know, since I don’t know the bloke who’s hostin’?”
Wait, was he actually going to say yes?!?
“Yeah, yeah, it’s totally fine. I’m allowed to bring whoever I want in exchange for actually showing up.”
“Actually showing up?” he inquired, visibly confused.
“Yeah, I’m not usually one for clubbing.”
“You’ve never been out with me.” he snickered, holding the door open for you as you both exited the room.
“Cheers. Does that mean you’re coming, then?” you asked, looking at him with a sheepish smile.
“Wouldn’t miss it. You headed back to your flat?”
“Yeah, I should probably try and finish off my coursework, so I don’t feel guilty about going out tonight.”
“Aye, I’ve got quite a bit left as well”, he grumbled. “I’ve got another lecture at four, so I’m going to work for a bit in the library. You can join me, if you’d like?”
As much as you wanted to say yes, you knew that all of the textbooks you needed were sitting on your desk back at the flat. You could work on the physical geography practical, but that would be irresponsible of you, especially given that the essay for urban geography was due tomorrow and you were only one paragraph away from finishing.
“I’d love to, Shay, but I’ve got to finish an essay for tomorrow, and all of my books are at my flat.”
“That’s okay, lass. It’s probably best that I limit distractions, anyways.” He spoke, throwing you a wink, making your cheeks turn a bright crimson colour. “I’ll see you tonight then?”
“Yeah,” you muttered, still a bit flabbergasted by his previous comments. “I’ll message you the details on Facebook.”
“Cheers, Avery. See you later.”
You watched as he turned away and began walking towards the library.
Had he really just flirted with you?
I wrote this like a week ago and never got around to posting it...whoops.