When We Collided

Chapter 21

I sat at the lunch table on Monday, feeling horrible. This had easily been the worst weekend of my life. The day after I had said goodbye to Will, had been rough. I had cried almost all day, and my aunt only sat with me, comforting me. It was when I was wide awake in the middle of the night, thad I realized I had to be strong. But so far, I wasn't doing a very good job.

Everyone was talking to each other, but Will I sat there silently. All day I had tried to avoid him, but I had to sit beside him in my next class. I was absolutely dreading it. I had even contemplated pretending to be sick, so I could go home. But I knew I would have to face him someday.

I snuck a glance at Will. He was studying the table, lost in his own world. There were dark shadows under his eyes, and his hair was messy. He looked as if he hadn't slept in days. Even when he looked like this, he still looked beautiful. I swear, he could be a model. The image of him and Tatiana rose up in mind, and I quickly looked away from.

"Tessa?"

I snapped out of my trance. "Yeah?"

"What class do you have next?" Isabelle asked.

"Chemistry." I replied.

"What about you, Will?" She asked.

"Same." He mumbled, barely audible.

I looked over at him, to see that he was already looking at me. I quickly looked away from him, my heart stuttering. How long could I keep this up? God knew that I couldn't stay away from him forever. I didn't even want to be away from him, but I knew I had to. I needed space for awhile. Suddenly, Tatiana walked up to us. She was wearing a very short skirt, and a crop top. Ugh, she's so desperate, I thought.

"Hello, Will." She chirped, smiling at him.

He didn't even so much as look at her. "Hi."

"The party on Saturday was fun, don't you think?" Her eyes went to me, and smirked.

I glared at her. She was doing this to make me angry. That bitch, I thought angrily.

"No, it wasn't, actually." Will said.

"Sure it was. You're an amazing kisser. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, right Tessa? Especially when he kisses your neck and--"

"Do you always have to be such a bitch?" Will snapped angrily.

Tatiana looked stunned. "Excuse me?"

"I said do you always have to be such a bitch?" Will glared.

She looked horrified. "How dare you speak to me like that!"

"Really? How dare you speak to Tessa like that, especially when you forced yourself onto me." He fumed.

Tatiana scoffed. "I didn't--"

"Don't lie." He said sharply. "Do you really have to act so desperate all the time?"

She boiled with rage. "I am not desperate!"

"Then why are you here?" Will retorted. "You know that I'm not interested in you."

She was practically shaking with anger. "I hate you! No one will ever love you! You'll end up alone for the rest of your life, and--"

"Don't talk to him like that, you bitch." I said through gritted teeth, now standing up. "I happen to love him, so you can shut up."

The words were out of my mouth, before I could stop them. Everyone was looking at me, open mouthed, but I was still too angry to care. Tatiana only glared at me fiercely, huffed, and strutted away. I slowly took my seat, and everyone was staring at me in awe, but no one more than Will. He looked shocked, looking at me as if I was an entirely new person. I blushed, and looked away from him. There was no way I was going to let Tatiana talk to him like that.

The bell than rang, and I hurried out of the cafeteria. I walked to my locked, and Isabelle, Cecily, and Clary were at my side at once.

"Oh my god." Isabelle said. "You love him."

"And now he knows it." Clary said, wide eyed.

"He already knew." I muttered.

"I've never seen you that angry before." Clary said.

"Yeah well, she's a bitch." I rolled my eyes, and closed my locker.

"I won't deny that." Cecily muttered, glaring at her shoes.

We all then parted ways, and I nervously walked to Chemistry. When I walked in, Will was already sitting in his seat. I took a deep breath, and took my seat beside him. After a few minutes of silence, he turned to me.

"Why did you do that?" He asked.

"Do what?" I asked.

"Defend me like that. Why did you do it?" Will asked softly.

"I hate her, that's why." I said angrily.

"You admitted that you loved me in front of everyone else." Will spoke quietly.

"Well, you already knew so I guess it doesn't matter now." I said shakily.

He didn't say anything, turned back around. Halfway through class, his hand brushed mine. I felt my entire body tense, electricity running through me.

"Sorry." He mumbled awkwardly.

"It's fine." I breathed.

God, how badly I wanted him to touch me again. I was aching to kiss him, and run my hands through his hair. Our gazes locked, and I felt my insides turn to mush. I could tell that he wanted the same thing as me, and that it was driving him crazy. Ask me, I yelled at him telepathically. Ask me, and I'll say yes, I said to myself.

"Tessa,--" He started, his voice raspy.

"Tessa, and Will, please pay attention." Our teacher scowled at us.

We both snapped out of it, and I sighed. Why was I so weak when it came to him? I would do anything he wanted. He started to watch the board again, and I sighed again. I wanted him so badly. So freaking badly. Get it together, I told myself. His cologne was driving me crazy, and I dug my nails into my palm. Will noticed my strange behaviour.

"Are you okay?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah." I squeaked, but he didn't look convinced.

He took my hand, and looked at the imprints my nails had made in my palm.

"I wouldn't call that okay." Will looked slightly amused.

He leaned in closer to me, and I gasped a bit.

"Don't do that." I whispered.

He immediately understood what was bothering me, because he smirked at me, desire written in his blue eyes.

"I thought we were supposed to stay away from each other." He said.

"We are." I breathed.

"Hmmm?" He said as he brushed his lips over my cheek.

I took a deep breath. This space thing was going to be harder than I thought.