The head boy

Part 44 - What did I miss?

During a peaceful Saturday morning in bed.

"It's today isn't it?"

"Yes."

I feel his arms tighten around my stomach, "I don't want you to go, I don't like it."

I grin, he sounds like a worried little boy, "tonight it's over, and we could spend the whole Sunday together," I turn around to face him. I'm proping my body up thanks to my elbow and Tom is just lying on the mattress, looking up at me with his puppy eyes and messy hair.

"I have to work..."

"Oh..." things haven't changed in a week, he's still busy. This morning is actually the first thing we really share in like two weeks and I can't help but feel disappointed when he rejects my offer. I mean, he's lying in bed with me every night but I miss him anyway...

"I'm sorry," he tries to place his hand on my cheek but I pull back.

"No, I understand, you're a busy person," I nod my head.

I know he's not inventing busy schedules to avoid me and I know he doesn't have a choice but I can't help but feel a little bit upset, I mean, he used to find time for me so maybe he's just not trying anymore...

Don't think that, you know him, you know it's not what's going on.

"I'm available today though," he props himself up and widens his sleepy eyes.

"But I'm not," I say before getting dressed. I'm not mad at him, I don't have any reason to and, once again, I don't want to be one of these clingy girlfriends, I have things to do too.

"Will you...come today?" I show him my back, I really don't want him or anyone to see me upset, because I have no reason to be, god I'm so mad at myself right now!

There's a silence and then, "Don't take this the wrong way but I don't really want to,"

right, he can't stand Sebastian and probably doesn't wanna see us together.

I nod my head and leave. He doesn't have anything to do today...would it be that hard to pull himself together and come to support me?

"You know what," I can't prevent this from happening, so I snap. "I get that you're busy, you've always been but I thought that maybe you would come, for me but also because what we're doing today is not having fun, it's supporting a cause, something important," I fold my arms across my chest.

He looks at me, completely unfazed, "since you wanna talk about that, most of the time, these sort of charity events are a scam, a bunch of rich assholes trying to seem kinder than what they really are, and do you even know where this money is going?" I hate when he does that, acting calm and spilling out arguments whilst exuding self-confidence. At least I hate it when he does that with me.

"A scam?" I frown, "is that what you think this is? You think I'm doing all this just to make myself look good and sympathetical?"

He almost jumps out of bed, "I know that's not what you're doing, but him..."

"Here we go again! You're refusing to show me any support or even any attention because Sebastian is involved?"

"Don't act like a little girl Ida, you know it's more complicated than that, I intend to be busy for the rest of my life, if you can't handle it then..."

"Then what? Why don't you speak up for once? This could join the short list of the twenty words you've uttered for me these past weeks,"

"You're being ridiculous and you know it," he rolls his eyes.