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Chapter 6

But he don't love me
No, he don't love me
No, he don't wake up in the night and want me by his side
No, he don't love me

— Winona Oak, He Don't Love Me

. . . .

"Who is it?" I call out into the bright, white flash of the phone.

"Oh, sorry," the person says putting down their phone that's been blinding me for the past couple seconds. "It's Matthew."

"Matthew?"

"Hey, Violet." He smiles, putting away his phone in the front pocket of his sweatshirt.

"What are you doing out here?" I question while walking over to him.

"My roommate's a douche," is all he says.

"Oh. I should probably get back to my room." I'm about to turn to head back, but he stops me.

"You can come with me if you want. It's creepy over by the gazebo." He gestures to mine and Harry's meeting spot.

"Okay, sure." I smile and we walk over to the old, wooden seating area.

"How come you were out here?" He asks as we sit down on the slanted bench inside of the wooden structure.

Oh, I just got back from almost hooking up with our teacher.

"Just... had to make a phone call." I pull out my phone from my pocket.

"I see," He bites his bottom lip while staring into the never ending forrest.

He moves so he's sitting beside me on the bench. While resting his hand on my waist, he leans in, closing his eyes in the process. He connects his lips with mine while swiping his tongue across my bottom lip.

It all moved extremely fast with no foreshadowing to what he was planning on doing. I had only ever spoken to him once when he held the door open on our way out during a fire drill.

He pulls away and smiles shyly at me, his hands still roaming my waist. His lips are warm and soft, but are foreign compared to mine and Harry's singular kiss.

"Would you want to go out with me? I realize it's all very...out of nowhere, but I think you're beautiful."

My heart stops, but not in the good way. If I date him, wouldn't I technically be cheating on him with Harry? By textbook definition, I'm not even dating him. Not once have either one of us asked the other to go out. Nothing is official.

"I'd like that."

"We should meet up tomorrow after classes let out."

"Yeah, I can let you know if I'll be free."

We exchange numbers before I realize the time.

"Oh um, I kinda have to go. It's getting really late. I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" I stand up and glare down at my phone that's buzzing nonstop from Harry.

"Okay. I'll walk with you." He stands up and holds out his hand for me to take. I take him up on his offer and we head over to the tree. He kisses my cheek and squeezes my hand before pulling away. I climb up the tree and easily slip into the room. Annie is still up on her laptop with the lamp on.

"Hey." She says while typing away on the keyboard, not looking up and not breaking focus from the screen.

"Hey." My cheeks are as red as a strawberry from smiling so much. I kick off my shoes then my sweatshirt is thrown across the room into my laundry basket.