He's cold, insensitive and rude... But why can't I stay away?
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My love life was the last of my problems. Last year, bullies, penny less... Senior year didn't present itself exactly as a dream. And everything gets even worst when...
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I slowly got out the thick tension in the car, standing before the high school's building and for once I felt ease to be here. Brett had picked me half an hour ago and to say it was awkward was an understatement. We were struggling to ignore what went down last Friday in his room. The almost kiss.
I wasn't sure if he meant it, if he was just caught in the moment or whatever, but it was crystal clear there had been something different. Like a thickness that filled the air and made it awkward no matter how cool we tried to play it. Brett would smile and try to engage a conversation, but I could see the nervous hint behind it and the wary side looks as if trying to gaze my reaction.
"Lys, hold on." Brett's voice stopped me before I could go. I heard his door closing and his footsteps as he rounded the car and I bit my lip, my stomach a knot mess.
The school's parking lot was almost deserted around as the bell was about to ring and everyone was making their way towards the proper classes. I spun to face him, adjusting the bag's strands on my shoulder and shivering at the cold weather. In the time gap while we made our way here, the sky had turned from blue to thick grey, cold, about to pour the contained rain at any moment and I'd been stupid enough to think my black jumper would be enough.
"Yes?" I wondered as he stopped before me, locking the car beside us and slid on hand messily through his auburn hair. He looked nervous, stressed and maybe frustrated too.
"Are you mad at me?" the tip of his ears reddened and I felt my stomach dipping at the sudden blunt approach.
Mad? I was confused and altered, but to be honest, there were a thousand things in my mind, so beside the awkward tension now I wasn't really upset about it. "No."
But Brett gave me a frustrated huff. "Lys, come on."
"Really," I rushed. "I'm not. I'm just..." overwhelmed.
"Look." Brett looked away, brushing his neck and hair again, more frustrated now. "If this is about the other day I'm sorry. I didn't mean to mess this up. I like that we're friends again and now it felt like we're going back..."
"No, no. It isn't like that. I just, I'm a little confused."
"About what?"
Wasn't it obvious? "Brett... you..." I blushed just remembering our last encounter in his bedroom. "I like that we're friends again, but this feels like, I don't know... I just wasn't expecting-"
"Okay, I know." he cut me stepping forward before I could find the proper words and smiled at me, but there was a hint in his eyes. "I got a little carried away. We can forget about that. I'm sorry." Forget about that? So he didn't really mean it, did he? I should have seen it coming now I feel kinda silly. " Let's... let's just be friends and stop this awkwardness, yes? It's so weird to be like this with you. You always talked my ears out."
