In Every Universe | Quinn Hughes

2 | Quinn

WELL, IT'S SAFE TO SAY THE GIRL I'M HOPELESSLY IN love with has moved on. All I've been thinking about since the night of Myles Tellers party was Lily fucking Evans and her perfect lips and pretty smile and stupidly adorable hands and how small they are? Something is definitely wrong with me. I don't even know what the hell happened? One minute, we're kissing against my car, her hands tangling in my hair so perfectly and my heart thundering at the feeling of her body pressed against mine, and the next, Alex Turcotte is telling me how excited he is to see his girl over the summer?

Here I was thinking we had something special when she was still with Alex. I'm a dumbass. And I won't ever take one of my boys girlfriends right from under their nose, though I wanted to. It was weird, all we'd done is kiss, and for some reason I felt like she was mine. I felt possessive and strange and not at all like myself.

It didn't matter, Lily had moved on and maybe what I'd thought was a moment between us wasn't really. She did say she was tipsy, maybe it had just been a drunken decision that she regrets. I knew she was coming to UMICH, didn't realise she'd be in any of classes, which was a bit bittersweet. I got to look at her, in all her innocent beauty, bonus. But, also had to share a room with her and be on the receiving end of some glares that could kill.

Lily Evans definitely didn't like me much.

I picked at my food, sitting at a table with Alex, Cole, Z and Jack at the student cafe as they spoke amongst themselves. I continually stabbed a grape with my fork, glaring at it intensely as laughter flooded our table in the corner of the plant filled cafe.

I hated every fibre of myself right now, because I couldn't stop thinking about Lily and how cute she looked in the hoodie that I'd given to her. The fact that she still wore it was a good sign, right?

Jack stared at me, watching carefully as I abused my fruit, his eyebrows raised in horror, but I took no mind.

"You, uh, you good there bro?" He asked, snorting.

I snapped my head up, looking right at Alex. "Were you dating Lily Evans at Myles Tellers grad party?"

Alex looked a little caught off guard as he eyed me cautiously. "Uh, no?"

"No?" I asked again, squinting. "You sure?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "I mean no. I wasn't dating her anymore. Why?"

Cole jumped in. "Didn't you guys break up because she wouldn't put out for you?"

Alex frowned, so did I.

"I mean sort of," he mumbled. "She wanted someone to love her, that person wasn't me."

"Why did you date her then?" I asked, still frowning, still stabbing my grapes.

Alex eyed me, eyed my grapes, squinted. "She was hot? I was like sixteen bro, why does it matter?"

"Doesn't," I shrugged, trying to play it cool, Jack wasn't having it.

"I think Huggy Bear's got a bit of a crush on sweet little Lily," he teased, holding his hands over his heart with a pout. I glared at him, hard, but he continued. "Also, how did she get your prize possession hoodie?"

"Wait, what?" Alex spoke up, zoning in on me. "How do you even know Lily? You've met her like twice and I've never seen you even talk to her."