Fitzpatrick

Chapter 4

After I repeated myself too many times to count. Paul drove us back to the motel where Tyler's denial was disregarded. After the introduction, Tyler went into full interrogation mode. The questions ranged from "Why are you in California" to "Why didn't you try to contact us." They were never ending but eventually most were answered. It's been about 2 weeks since we got back from Cali and Stewart and I are closer than ever. Tyler and I remain close friends and Paul's profession of his love for me basically vanished. Molly hangs out with the guys a lot and me and her talk and hangout now and then.

"It's so cold outside but Winter is my second favorite season." I say to Stewart who is sipping his creamed caramel latte sitting across from me in the toasty heated coffee shop.

"Hmm. Why is that?" He asks wiping his lip.

"Well Christmas is my favorite holiday. That's a start. I love the snow and the cold gives me comfort. It's easier to fall asleep when I'm cold. I also enjoy jeans and sweaters and sweatshirts and just everything about winter."

"Why is it your second favorite then?" He chuckles.

"Because of Fall duh."

"Oh well duh." He mocks me and smirks.

"Stewart I actually wanted to talk to you about something. I run my pointer finger over the ring of my mug.

"Okay...." He says.

"We've been hanging out lately and I just feel like-"

"I know what you mean." He says.

"Huh?" I ask.

"We've been hanging out like old times and it kinda feels like we are best friends but not boyfriend and girlfriend." He explains.

"I'm so confused. I mean I felt like I was in love with Tyler and I felt like I was in love with you. Why doesn't it last?" I ask aloud.

"I don't think you're falling in love. I mean you love us, sure but maybe you're not "in love" you know what I mean. I think you just found us attractive and loved us like cared for us. Bets we were your first serious relationships it's fine if you're still trying to figure out stuff you know." Stewart says.

"You always know what to say and when to say it. I wish I had fallen in love with you. You're gonna be a great father one day." I smile across at my best-friend.

"Also bets. Maybe you should-I'm not trying to make you confused about being in love or anything but maybe you should give Paul a chance."

My eyes go wide.

"Why would you say that?" I sip my warm drink suspiciously.

"I noticed there was some tension between you guys ever since we got back. I just feel like you'd be good for each other. Don't all romance books talk about good girls and bad boys?" He chuckles.

"This is no romance book." I smile into my cup.

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I lay on my bed looking up at the ceiling.

"Am I too boy crazy?" I ask myself aloud.

I pick up my pillow and throw it at the wall.

"Ugh stop thinking Betsy." I rub my temples.

My phone vibrates. It's a text from Tyler.

T: Can you come over?

B: Sure. Be there in a few.

I grab my bag from my desk and scurry to my car.

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I arrive at Tyler's house and open the front door with the spare key hey gave me.