The Heartbreaking Agreement

Chapter VII

Miracles happen. I finally got the entire apartment just for myself. I could wear whatever I wanted, look however I wanted, do whatever I would think of. There was also an option to go out somewhere on a Friday night, but I just needed a day to just stay home and do completely nothing.

Surrounded by junk food and warm blanket I was watching "Life of Pi" on Netflix. I read the book for the book club and both Karma and I enjoyed it, but for different reasons. Karma said that Pi was a cute and sweet boy who she wished she could date. My opinion about the movie was more focused on the way they tried to send the message that was in the book. They did a pretty decent job, to be honest, but by watching just a movie I got a different vibe. This is why you should not compare books and movies. Judge them as two separate things. It took me a while to learn that.

To make things even better, it was raining. Friday evening, alone, watching a movie, while rain is hitting the windows making this relaxing sound - nothing can change this moment.

Except for one person.

I heard hard knocking on the door. At first, I thought it could be a girl next door, Clare. She was shy and short girl from Texas. I didn't see her around a lot and I never tried to talk to her. I thought it would be better if I just leave her alone.

Hearing another knock I pushed myself to get up and check who it was. With still blanket around myself I tip-toed to the door. I unlocked them and open a little to see who it was.

The person was tall, in black jeans and red T-shirt with Red Sox on it. I looked up to meet my guests face.

"I'm done waiting" Jerome said, put his hand on the door and opened it so he could walk in, passing me. In that moment, once again, I was glad Karma and other girls weren't there. They would freak out if they would see him here. I'm just not sure if in the good or bad way.

"Yes, my day was great. Thank you for asking." I said with sarcasm, closing the door, wrapping myself with the blanket even more. Not because cold air came in with Jerome. I was wearing a very embarrassing pijama. I mean, what twenty year old wear shorts and and T-shirt in baby green color with Bambi on them? Hopefully, I wasn't the only one.

Jerome turned towards me. He looked annoyed.

"I don't have time for your humors, Angel." he almost hissed. Normally, I would be scared of him, but it was Friday night, I think it was something around 10 p.m. and after a long day of studying I just wanted to finish my movie and go to bed. Even Jerome didn't seem dangerous at that moment.

Instead focusing on his mood, for the second time I was surprised he knew my name. I never had a chance to ask him if he remembered me from high school. Not like that matters, but I was curious.

"You know my name" I pointed out, even though it was something obvious.

He rolled his eyes.

"Of course I do. So what?" he crossed his arms on his chest, giving me a questioning look.

"Do you remember me? English in junior year, a seat behind you." I looked him in the eye, trying to get an answer without him saying a word, but it was hard to figure out what Jerome was thinking. He could be a great actor or lawyer. You just never know what's his next move and understanding his feelings is even more difficult.

Suddenly he opened his eyes wider.

"Fat A!" he said, pointing a finger at me. Yep, he remembers me now. So how did he knew my name? I could guess Quinn told him about me. Yet, Jerome said he doesn't know why my friend joined his group. Was he lying?

I sighted, regretting my decisions. Hearing HIM saying that name brought me back to high school days. All these feelings, disappointments and other people's laughs... Usually, I would face them with my best friend, but this time he wasn't there with me. It was just me and the king of jerks.