Rosie winced, stirring her drink as she tilted her head at me, studying me with a mischievous expression.
“I mean, I had my suspicions. I thought there was someone else, butCalFallon? I did not see that one coming.Fuck! What was it like?”
I gazed dreamily in the distance as I remembered his lips on mine, his hands unzipping my dress...
“Hello?!” Rosie clicked her fingers in front of my face. I blinked at her, breaking out of my reverie.
“I’m sorry, it was amazing. I’m not gonna lie. I just feel bad...” I sipped on my drink, wondering how it was possible to feel so torn.
I knew already that I wanted to be with Cal, and from his intensity it was clear he wanted to be with me, too. My heart skipped a beat as I thought of him, until Rosie brought me back down to reality with a bump.
“No shit, you do. I bet you’re looking forward to school tomorrow. Two of the hottest guys in school fighting over you,” her voice dripped with envy as she made a face at me.
It wasn’t as exciting as she made it sound in reality; not when you cared for someone like I did for Luke. Then again, my feelings for Cal were escalating with each interaction.
We had been texting non-stop, and I was wandering around with a smile on my face at the sheer thought of him. Then there was Luke, who was furious with me. I had to make things right.
“What am I gonna do, Rose?”
“I suppose you have to go with your heart,” she shrugged, slurping on her drink. “I thought Cal seemed a bit of a prick, if I am honest. Plus, he’s been with Krystal, who is, let’s be honest, the biggest slut in school.”
I narrowed my eyes, seething at the thought of him with Krystal.
I didn’t want to think of his hands anywhere other than over me. It was natural for my friends to dislike him, more so now than before.
Sharing friends with your boyfriend is great until you break up.
“I think,” Rosie continued, “If you aren’t happy with Luke you need to tell him and break it off. He deserves that Gretch. You spent the night with Cal— hang on,” she wiped her mouth with her fingers, her eyes bulging. “Did you—”
I shook my head, grateful that Cal hadn’t allowed me to have my wicked way with him that morning or I would’ve felt even more of a jerk right about now.
“What? So, both said hot guys want to bone you and you aren’t giving it up to any of them? Can I be you for a day?” Rosie whined.
I rolled my eyes, opening my phone and sending a text to Luke.
CALCAL
Can we talk?
“
So um, how was your night? I saw you dancing with Finn; that was quite the surprise...”
I sound like the coward I am, trying to deflect the subject away from me.
Rosie waves her hand dismissively. “You know what he’s like. I just entertained him because I was drunk. I went home when we couldn’t find you,” Rosie moved the conversation back around to me, and I slumped back into my seat dejectedly.
“I know, I’m sorry again for just leaving. I just thought you and Finn seemed a little cosy on the dance floor...” I wiggled my eyebrows, hoping she would take the bait.
She laughed, wrinkling her nose up at me with amusement. “Cosy? Me and Finn? I can assure you we are anything but,” she flicked her hair over her shoulder. “So, what are you doing today? Other than feeling sorry for yourself.”
I groaned, dropping my head into my hands. I didn’t feel sorry for myself— I felt guilty.
I was a cheater.
I’d hurt my boyfriend by shacking up with his cousin, of all people. He wouldn’t ever forgive me, and I couldn’t blame him.
“I should see Luke, but I don’t think he wants to,” I mumbled, checking my phone to find that he hadn’t replied. I couldn’t expect him to, considering everything that had happened.
