Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 26 - My fault

I don't know why, but I feel as though Weston has been avoiding me.

Every since Monday we rarely even talk again. And when we did he would always find a way to cut it short like saying something like he has practice, or homework then he leaves. I really did buy it for a while, but soon I realized he was doing it on purpose.

Even when we text it just feels so dry. Like he just wants it to end, and I can't even approach him to ask if he is really avoiding.

Would that make me seem desperate? I mean we have no other relationship with one another again since our project is over, and I was the one who dreaded having him as a partner yet here I am worrying if he's avoiding me.

Maybe he was only acting close with me just to use me for an A in our fine arts class. And now that's over I'm no use to him. So all of the fun moments, passionate moments, were all just to use me?

What am I even saying? He never told me this so why am I thinking of this? Was I actually going crazy at this point?

I should even be glad he's finally out of my life. All I have left is to go to this game and go home. If he still avoids me then I don't care, I have Brent, my best friend. Though now I think of it I have been subconsciously avoiding him, so I can for once hang out with him.

I grabbed my phone from my side table and hung my bag on my shoulder before I left my room. As I made my way down the stairs my phone suddenly buzzed. I switched my phone on and realized it was a text from Weston. A slight smiled couldn't help but creep up my face as I typed in my password.

Wanted criminal

Hey, I'll soon start heading to the game

I would have actually been doing something useful with my weekend, but here I am

Good luck though

Yh, thx

My smile slowly faded away as I stared at his dry reply. I didn't even know why a smile would bother creeping up my face since I knew he would reply to dryly. It felt as though my body would just subconscious do so, and yet it didn't really piss me off.

I switched my phone off as I took a deep sigh. Maybe he was just busy practicing so this was all he could say, yeah. I shouldn't be thinking so much on this, we aren't even friends or anything.

As I got downstairs, still trying to lie to myself, I was immediately drawn out of thoughts by my dad yelling 'A+', then he chuckled out loud. I furrow my brows as I looked at him who was in the kitchen, as well as my mom who sat on the kitchen island engrossed in her laptop.

The moment my dad noticed me I couldn't believe the grin on his face grew wider. He walked towards me confidently before he placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed. "And when were you planning on telling me you got an A+ on your project?" He rose a brow, his brown eyes staring right at me.

Of course. Why else would he be grinning ear to ear at me right now. All because I got an A. "Right. Sorry. I guess I was so busy with school I... Forgot" I muttered as I shifted my gaze away from him, praying for him to take his hand off my shoulder.

He chuckled at my words, the corner of his eyes wrinkling. "Speak up boy. How would you ever go anywhere with a voice like that?" He grinned before he thankful retracted his hand back. "I'm disappointed you didn't tell me this sooner, though I'm glad you're finally stepping up hm?"