#3 Lost in You (fan fic - in progress)

Chapter Twelve

Was I right about Lo's impulsiveness?

Was jumping from Ashley to me so quickly, just temporary and doomed to fail?

...Or had I just pushed away the best thing that ever happened to me?

Honestly it could have gone either way.

I was almost certain Lo probably told Ashley he loved her too. And that had soundly been proven a total lie. I was also certain we needed to slow things down. But Lo wasn't trying to hear it. We were both stubborn as hell and neither of us was going to budge and admit to being wrong. So I hadn't spoken to him at all during our three weeks of winter break. I spent the break in Atlanta with my mom working in her small PI office answering phones as well as working a temporary Christmas job at the mall.  I kept myself busy trying not to think about our short but intense affair, all the while, failing miserably. Just the thought of Lo running back into Ashley's arms because I turned him down was torturing me slowly.

But Lo did not get back with Ashley, who was supposedly now serious with the guy who she started messing with while she was with Lo. And apparently Lo also dropped all of the other women he was seeing outside of their relationship too.  LSU made it to the conference championship again this year but lost the game to Clemson and the football season ended. I was now getting daily updates from Tika that Lo had been spending all his time working out, preparing to get drafted, or at Tika's dad's house playing video games and bumming it with Kev. He only left for a few days around Christmas to spend time with his own family.

I knew Tika well enough to know she was giving him daily updates about me too. She eventually told me he never asked but he always listened which I guess for Lo meant he didn't completely hate me. Meanwhile I was sorting through my own feelings. I spent the entire three weeks thinking about him.  Missing him and missing talking to him. I told Lo more about myself then even Tika and Kayla. I missed the way he looked at me and the way he made me feel despite all of my flaws. Every time my phone rang or my texts or alerts beeped I hoped it was Lo's name that came up. I thought about calling him but knew it would only end in a fight. Because did I love him back? Maybe. I still wasn't sure. I'd never been in love before. And I guess I was expecting some huge wave of emotion to hit me and knock me off of my feet. But it never came.

Tika and Kayla were no help. They each sat on a shoulder whispering a totally opposite opinion in my ear like the devil and the angel. Of course Tika went on about how good Lo had been even after we stopped speaking.  It reminded her of how he use to be when he and her brother first became friends.  I told her it had only been three weeks.  But she said Lo and I were just being stubborn and stupid and we were definitely in love and meant to be. While Kayla was absolutely on board the taking a break train after she heard Ashley showed up to his apartment and he didn't immediately throw her out. She said a zebra never changes it stripes and a dog was a dog.  I told her that he was a lot deeper than what he showed to people and that she didn't know the real Lo yet.  She just sighed skeptically and asked if I actually knew the real Lo yet.  By the time I got back to Baton Rouge, I was even more confused than when I left.

Kayla picked me up from the bus station in her new car that her parents gave her for Christmas. She was all smiles as we hugged hello. "Hey hun! How was Atlanta? Hows mom?"

"She's good." I climbed into the passenger seat after putting my duffle bags in the trunk. "How was your holiday?"

"Great! My parents love Trent... maybe as much as I do." Her smile widened.

"Aww... so this is really getting serious."

"We talked about moving in together."

"Might as well. You're always over there. You're definitely gonna be the first married. I call dibs on maid of honor."