It wasn’t hard––Theo had a habit of befriending every woman that sent him a request.
Lissa Hardy.
God, I detest her.
Part of me wanted to support him as his best friend, but another part of me was insanely jealous.
As I couldn’t confront her face to face, I sent her a message.
Lissa immediately responded, telling me she was seven weeks pregnant and happy to do a DNA test when the baby arrived if needed. She then told me not to bother messaging her ever again.
I fell into a deep depression and avoided Theo at all costs. I skipped the classes I knew he was in and walked the long way to school, leaving super early to avoid him.
It wasn’t long before he demanded that my brother let him in, but Ryan knew better than to let him after I warned him I’d cut his balls off in his sleep if he did.
I tried to focus on my revision, the words blurring on the page as tears filled my eyes.
I missed Theo, but this was something I had to let him deal with alone. I couldn’t interfere with them having a child together, no matter how much it hurt me inside.
My phone lit up with yet another text from him, but this one caught my attention.
THEO:
I get that it upsets you. But even if this means you don’t want to be with me, you’re still my best friend. I need you.
Tears flowed, and I allowed myself to sob. The door opened slightly as I furiously wiped my tears away. Ryan stood gazing at me, concern on his face.
“Han? What’s going on?” he asked.
I can’t tell him.
I shook my head as he sat on my bed, paling as he rubbed his neck awkwardly.
“Are you pregnant?” Ryan asked, raising his eyes skywards.
“What? No!” I huffed.
“Thankfuckfor that.” He breathed as the color came back into his cheeks.
I bit back laughter as he shook his head.
“I was going to fucking kill Theo,” Ryan confessed as I sniffed.
“I still might.”
“But what’s he done? You’re best friends,” he said, puzzled.
“Yeah. Well, the thing is, we aren’t.”
The room fell silent as his eyes narrowed.
“No? Well, what are you then?” Ryan barked as I closed my eyes. “Oh, for fuck’ssake, Hannah!” He groaned as he fell back onto my bed in disbelief.
“It just happened!” I snapped as he sat up, looking at me pointedly.
“Yeah? And now you’re crying, and I’ve got to kick his ass.Thanks.”
“No, you don’t. I’m in love with him,” I whispered as his eyes nearly fell out of his head.
