Destined to be Together

Chapter 36; Fuck This Job

Do what's right, don't get pressurized just because it was a difficult choice.

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It had been a week since our trip ended and of course, with good things comes the frustrating part.

If it wasn't obvious already let me make it clear, exams were coming up and I had an essay to write which I had to submit for a stupid competition.

I wasn't interested in that competition at all but I needed some practice in writing since I wasn't doing it lately. So here it was, I had to prepare for exams, write a 2k word essay (which wasn't really too difficult) and look out for my dad.

Yes, he was finally back. Apparently, he was back after his one month and eighteen days disappearance with an injured leg and an apologetic face. Gosh I can't believe he didn't tell me about it earlier. Anyways, he was healing so I didn't have to worry too much. He just had this little parcel he wanted to personally give to uncle James and me being the amazing daughter I was, decided to give it to him this evening. But this wasn't something to worry about at all.

What I was actually worrying about were the two guys living next door.

Henry and John weren't getting along with me lately, I had no idea what was wrong with them. There are times when Henry seems to be down all day, the reason mostly being his nightmares. But this time, I could make out that this wasn't entirely it.

John too wasn't in the mood to talk for the past two days, which was pretty unusual considering his chirpy personality. What's going on?

Now that we were dating, I met Henry every time I could get a chance and because our houses were literally next to each other's it wasn't a problem.

I noticed how Henry's eyes seemed lost these days. He had a shine in his eyes every time he smiled but where was it now? Hello?

I even tried asking him what exactly was wrong but he just shrugged it off saying it's nothing big. I didn't wanna make him uncomfortable so I went along with it, knowing it was a lie.

Maybe I was just overanalyzing things? Maybe it was just a mere thought that made no sense?

Henry P.O.V

Sitting on the comfy bed of John's room I looked around. Had he changed his room setting? I mean, I entered this room in a while so it looked a tad bit different to me.

"Oh hey, sorry for making you wait." The door to the room opened and a rushed John made his way in as he dragged a chair and sat in front of me.

"Dude, you asked me to meet you here for some serious talk or whatsoever and disappeared. I could've been on a date with Daisy, you know?" I was honestly pissed off.

The past days hadn't been the best thing for me but at least I had Daisy?

And here I was, wasting my time with a guy who disappears after calling you for a talk.

"You're not that busy, lover boy. You still have a best friend whom you can waste your time on." He smiled sarcastically.

"I fucking hate you." I muttered.

"A part of you wants to appreciate my existence in a hundred languages but the other part of you is such a dumbass to know it." He was right but I'm never admitting that.