Moving In With The Enemy

Chapter 43 ~ "We Can Do This"

The past few weeks have felt impossible. Every single second of this wait is like a marathon, and every day is starting to feel more and more difficult.

Ever since Thanksgiving, it's been hard to keep things under control. I wanted to spend every single day with him, I thought about the fact that he was so close every night before I fell asleep. I was falling hard and it was getting harder and harder to stay away. 

Exams were helping, I had something else to focus on and that was good for my mental health. Being completely love-sick for your roommate is never a good thing. 

He'd been driving me to work all the time, which wasn't uncommon before he and I figured out our feelings, but he was doing it way more. We'd been getting along completely which seemed to be weirding our friends out. I didn't know what else to do, I didn't hate him anymore, hating him was so much easier.

I had to lie to Abby last night too, she came over to study for a while. We were at the dinning table and Walker came into the kitchen to grab something to eat before his workout. Then he innocently asked: "You want anything, Annie?"

Then I smiled at him, his eyes softened and I watched a kind smile pull at his face too. Anytime I saw him felt like an absolute treat and it was written all over my face, his too.

"I'll see you later." He said and held my eyes the whole time as he went out to his car.

The second he left Abby raised her eyebrows, closing her computer. I knew right then that I fucked up, Dustin and Mark were to preoccupied to notice changes between us. Abby had this sixth sense about people and she was always first to notice anything off.

"Okay, what the hell's going on with the two of you?" She hissed. No one else was home thank god because I knew she was about to ask me some tricky questions. "That look was so intense it almost made me shit myself."

"There's nothing going on, we're just getting along better." I answered, trying to stop her questions. 

I missed Walker so bad, we weren't touching at all anymore because it was always like pulling the trigger on a grenade. He and I only kissed a few times the week after our trip, then we both seemed to phase it out. But that want was still there, and I was worried she could tell.

"Bullshit, you two have been all......weird the past two weeks. He looks at you all the time, you flush whenever he and you lock eyes. The way you two smile at each other......you fucking like each other!"

"Abby-"

"Annie." She warns. "You told me the two of you kissed, you obviously have some flirtation going. For the love of god just admit it."

"We're complicated, there's nothing to admit." I shrug and she scoffs. "Abby, you know we don't really get along, I just got out of a relationship-"

"Almost a month ago at this point." She sighs. "And you and Dane, or as I prefer to call him, Satan, had nothing. You and Walker at your worst were better than you and Dane at your best."

"I'm too busy." I sigh.

"You like him." She accuses and I feel my heart shatter. 

I nearly burst into tears because she's right, I do really like him. But for the sake of our image and lives we need to try and pretend we don't. Even after Piper's stupid video gets dealt with, I know that's the least of our problems. We have to confront our friends who we've been lying to, we have to deal with Piper who will still try and ruin us, the whole campus who knows Walker and his rep, my parents, the fact that we'll still be living together while dating, and the fact that I may be leaving for over a month in January.