Escaping you

Chapter Twenty-Three- Comments

"So, you said you and Sam had an argument this weekend?" Claire asked me.

Yes, I brought up the messages with Sam at the weekend and how it took forever to bring him round to be out of his mood. When I spoke to him Monday morning as we went in for a lecture, he looked worn out. Becky blurted out straight away he didn't get back until 4am this morning with Danny, which I thought was bizarre for a Sunday night drinking. His hair was all unkempt. His eyes had big bags forming underneath them. He genuinely looked like he hadn't slept. Sam insisted it's because they went heavy on the drink. Even still, I couldn't help but have the gut feeling he had something else other than drink. I won't allow my brain to jump to those conclusions.

Later on we spoke about his text messages and he apologized. He just had to get his point across first which was that he missed me, and we hadn't spent much time at the weekends together again. Even though when I mentioned the idea of him coming round to meet my parents, he seemed pretty happy with it. We had already organized the date to be a week after dads' operation. Giving him that time to heal a little and have time at home with us before I bring him home to face my dad's 'wrath'. Something I am shitting bricks about.

"I would prefer to call it a disagreement. More than an argument" I corrected her, crossing my arms. I didn't want her to get the wrong impression about him, that he is a complete tosser when he isn't. We all have flaws. It just so happens that he is jealous of my best friend.

"Well, you said you had a text off him saying 'Enjoy your never-ending time with Lauren' It seems he could be a bit jealous." She took a brief pause. "Do you think maybe he feels your prioritizing her over him?" She asked. Causing my brows to furrow.

"I don't" I replied bluntly. "I have always said to him that we will do things together at the weekend's majority of the time. It just so happens the last couple weekends it has been quite hard because of Lauren's sister coming to visit and then we went out like normal eighteen-year-olds should. Therefore, we saw each other more during the week" I explained.

"And how did he take that?"

"Fine I guess" I say. "Well, he was a little in a grump, but it was all sorted" I can feel my cheeks flush as I remember the incident from the other week. Thankfully that bruise is long gone now, in the past and behind me. Although, 'A little grump' was very much an understatement.

My phone goes ping in my pocket. "Sorry one minute" I unlock the screen.

Sam

When are you getting out of Claire's? I'm outside waiting. X

Me

I'll be out in a few. X

"I must go, thanks for today, Claire." I stand up grabbing my belongings.

"Oh okay" she says. "Have a lovely Christmas Casey, you deserve it. I hope your father's operation goes well. You have smashed it this term" Claire praises me as I leave the room.

To which I am greeted with the familiar towering body of my boyfriend leaning against the wall and his ocean blue eyes fixate on me immediately. He plants a gentle kiss against my lips.

"Hey beautiful" His voice melts me instantly like sun butter in a frying pan. He guides me over to the cafeteria for a snack. I chose a slice of pizza. I have been dying for this all afternoon. Today has just been study periods and catching up with as much work as possible, so I have less to do over the Christmas break that begins tomorrow.

"Jesus, you need to slow down Case" He reminds me, I drop the pizza to my plate and finish what's in my mouth. I wasn't eating loads, I have only had a couple of bites.

"Sorry I'm starving that's all" I apologized. Even still, I am not even sure why I am if I am honest.

"No wonder you put on a few pounds, you eat so quickly I didn't even notice until now" He jokes, sending a shiver down my spine. An immediate wave of anxiety coursing through my veins. Have I put weight on? Do I look like I have? Do I eat too quickly? Are the questions that spiral through my mind at just one little comment.

"Sorry... what?" I ask, lifting a brow.

"Oh no, sorry I didn't mean it like that. I just meant as in. You look bigger next to me, but then again that will be because I am a lot taller than you after all" He reasons.

He did not just say that.

After that statement, I didn't feel hungry anymore. If anything, I felt full.