I'm In Love With Stacy's Boyfriend

Chapter 7 - Hello

My mind goes blank. I just stand there, staring at him. What does he mean?

"Uh... Mason?" Devon asks.

"I... uh-just..."

"I-I'm sorry." Devon stutters "I shouldn't have said that. It's obvious you don't feel-"

"Mason!" Stacy cuts him off. "I... wanna go home."

"Yeah no of course. Let's go." I push past Devon and walk over to Stacy.

I grab my stuff and wrap an arm around her shoulder as we start to walk out. We walk by Devon, he's just standing there. I turn to look at him. He has a look on his face that I've never seen before, one that I can't quite decipher. I feel a sharp pang in my chest when our eyes meet. It takes all my will power to turn away. I'm at a loss once again. It seems that all I can feel lately is confusion and frustration. What did I do to deserve this?

Stacy and I get in her car and I drive us to my house to give her some more time to cool off. The ride back is silent and excruciating. The complete opposite of the ride there. I want nothing more than to make her feel better but I have no idea how. What could I possibly say to fix this? In a way, this entire situation is my fault. If I never had a crush on Devon then I never would have started being distant with Stacy, if I never started being distant with Stacy then we never would have gone on this outing, and if we never went on this outing then Devon never would have showed up and he never would have said that we have... chemistry.

Chemistry. That's what he said. He said we had chemistry. There's no way he meant that in the way I think he meant that, right? I mean at least from my experience the word "chemistry" has only ever been used to describe a painful science class or romantic tension, and I'm like 99% sure that he did not mean Mrs. Gatton's 3rd period class. But that would mean...

"You can get out now."

"What?"

"We're at your house. You can go. We've been sitting here for like 3 minutes." Stacy says

"Oh right, sorry, I was just... lost in thought."

"Yeah I get it. But hey, thanks for going out with me today. I had so much fun. I'm really sorry that Devon showed up and ruined the mood. He's just so... ugh! God I really can't stand him sometimes y'know? Don't get me wrong, I like him of course, he's my boyfriend, but he barely even acts like we're dating. He never hangs out with me, he never shows me any affection unless we're in public, he never texts or calls, and he's been extra distant lately. He's always on his phone texting and calling someone but it seems like they aren't responding. I try to get him to talk to me but he just shuts me down every time. I'm starting to worry he might be cheating on me... which is ESPECIALLY why I got so mad that he accused me of cheating! Oh god, I'm sorry, I just like fully dumped all my shit on you."

I chuckle a bit "No girl you're totally fine. I can tell that it has been weighing on you for a while. I'm glad you told me. I reach over and grab her hand "I'm always here for you. And yeah, that does sound like it sucks. if he's not putting forth the same amount of energy you are, then that's not fair to you. I think you need to put your foot down, tell him how it's gonna be. Either he's gonna start treating you better, or you're gonna find someone better. But that's just my opinion."

"No you're right. Something needs to change or I don't think I can do this anymore... I'm gonna text him right now. Tell him that we need to talk asap. Thank you Mason." She reaches out and pulls me in for a hug. "I'll keep you updated!"

"You better!" I laugh.

"Okay." she sighs. "Now get out of my car so I can go home, love you bunches!"

"Love you too!" I chuckle as I get out of the driver's seat and head to my house.

I turn around to see Stacy walking over to the driver's seat. I meet her gaze; I smile and wave before heading in and up to my room. I flop down on my bed and let out the biggest sigh I think I've ever sighed.

"At least I helped my friend... hopefully..." I say to myself.

I hope I gave her good advice. Especially after Devon said what he did. Man he's good at that. Always saying and doing suggestive things, never fully saying what he means. God I hate slow burn. Just get to the point already! I'm tired of this cat and mouse, Tom and Jerry ass back and forth that's going on between us. I never know what he's thinking or how he's feeling. Not to mention how Stacy just told me he's been acting with her. Either tell me you love me or shut up! Stop playing with people's emotions. God, I'm so tired. My head hurts.

I'm about to pop a Tylenol, get in bed, over analyze every interaction I've had with Devon, and fall asleep to have nightmares about my romantic and social life. But like Shaun said, I have to just keep doing nothing. If Devon really has something to say to me, or feelings for me at all, he has to be the one to make a move. I'm tired of pining after my best friend's boyfriend, I refuse to do it any longer. If Devon and I really do have that so-called chemistry he was talking about, then everything will work out. Or at least that's what I'm telling myself to get by.

I feel my eyes get heavy and I start to drift off to sleep, when I get a notification on my phone. Devon is calling me. Oh god. I don't want to answer. I'm scared. but after everything that transpired today I feel like I have to. So reluctantly, I picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I say weakly.

"Hey..."

To be continued