It's been a week since I've called Chris and a woman opened. He didn't called or leaved a message which only made me more anxious and worried.
I usually hang out with Zoey,Marshall and Barney. Often we go to class together with Barney. Alex comes to my room when she's bored we have breakfast regularly.
We were getting out of class with Barney.
"He's so boring." I refer to the professor.
"Barney Stinson doesn't gets bored during class." He says with a dirty smirk.
"Because you star at girl-"
"Girls boobs I know right?" He completed the sentence smiling.
"You filthy whore." I say.
"I prefer pimp." He laughs.
"Hey isn't that Isabel? The girl you promised to call but didn't?" I tease.
"Stinson out." He says rushing to the opposite direction. Douche.
I arrive at Zoey and Marshall's table.
"Hey." Zoey and Marshall greet me.
"Hey what are you guys doing."
"Marshall is eyeing those freshman soccer players." Zoey says.
"I AM NOT." Marshall cuts.
"I'm just pitying their horrible sense of style." He says looking down at his magazine.
"Yeah right, oh by the way, did Chris called back?" Zoey asks.
I've mentioned them about Chris when they asked me why was my mood down. I didn't went into the details just briefly told our story.
"No, no he didn't."
"Oh I'm sorry." She says.
"Girl just dump his ass already." Marshall said while sipping on his soda.
"I don't know, I have other priorities right now and speaking of which I should get going."
"Okay see you around." Zoey smiles.
"Goodbye sugar." Marshall waves.
I walk towards the dormitory hoping to see some texts from Chris which made me even more mad. I didn't wanted to be one of those girls who wait for a text back day and night. Who put their relationship before anything and get devastated when it ends.
I really need to get my shit together. I'm going to call him one last time, sort things out and get over it by watching movies and binging on chocolate. I'll be fine.
I sat down to the dorm cafeteria and called him. Nervously biting my lip as I wait him to pick up.
"Hello?" This is not Chris. It was a mans voice, sounded familiar. Like Mr. Renner's. Yep it's Mr. Renner.
"Uh I was looking for Chris?"
"He's out with Ms. Atwell, if you want to I'll let him know you called when he gets here, who is this?"
He's out with Ms. Atwell?
"No it wasn't for anything important, have a nice day." I say and hung up.
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Outlawed | Chris Evans
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