Just a Deal

Chapter 8 ~ Say You're Sorry

I sat in the café, waiting impatiently for Hunter. I swear to god if that piece of crap is late again... I'll kick his sorry ass. It was noon, the time he asked to meet at. To my surprise, he walked in about two minutes past twelve. I raised my eyebrows at him as I watched him walk towards me. He was dressed in the clothes I bought for him with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, just the way I liked it. He seemed to be holding something behind his back. He walked to the table I sat at and sat across from me, averting his gaze.

"So..." He began. His eyes locked with me for the first one in a while.

"I got you something." He brought a rose bouquet from behind his back and I felt a smile form on my lips. He rested the bouquet on the table in the middle of us.

"I wanted to apologize. For... You know. Kissing you. I'm sorry. It's just... Yes, I had eyes for Charlotte but..." Hold on, had? Past tense?

"I also have eyes for you. I confess." He said, his expression clearly worried of my next words. I felt breath escape my lips. Eyes for me? No... No!

"Lies. You're just playing with my heart." I said, turning away.

"Skye, please. Please look at me. Please listen. I really am sorry. You've been on my mind all week, I can't focus on shit. I keep looking at you every five seconds and each time my heart cracks a little and─"

"I'm tired of your bullshit, Hunter!" I interrupted him. I soon regretted it because his hurt expression began tugging at my heart. I sighed and shook my head.

"What are you doing? We had a deal! Didn't we?" My voice shook.

"You get me jealous of my childhood friend, you let me break my own heart, then you kiss me? I'm sick of you!" I stood up, grabbed the roses and threw them on the café's floor. Yes, I was attracting attention but I couldn't care less. I quickly walked out of the café without looking back.

"Skye!" Hunter called after me.

As soon as I turned the corner from the building, out of the window's view I slid down against its brick walls and fell to my knees. All I could do was cry. I grew jealous of my own best friend, I broke my own heart, and I blame Hunter for everything. What am I doing? Why? Why is this all happening to me? He broke our damn deal. It sounded so perfect, but those were just words. Everything backfired and went backwards from the way I planned. The way... We planned.

I suddenly felt a soft, gentle hand rub my back. I looked to my side and Hunter was crouched on the sidewalk next to me, the one who was trying to comfort me. He averted his gaze and his cheeks were turning light pink again. I blinked at him, allowing a couple tears to roll.

"Once again, I'm so─"

"I'm sorry!" I cried and threw myself to him. He fell back onto the grass with me on top of him. I tested my head on his chest and cried.

"I'm sorry for... Blaming you..." I sniffed. His large, gentle hand ruffled my hair.

"No, it's not your fault... It's okay." He smiled. Something tingled in my heart and I suddenly snapped out of my negativity and back to reality. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! I'm on top of a guy!!!

I quickly rolled off him and turned away, my entire face as red as a tomato. I heard Hunter laughing behind me. I turned around and punched him in the arm.

"Ow! Hey! Haha! Stop!" He laughed. I punched him again and again and then he suddenly grabbed both my hands, our fingers intertwining. He leaned down next to my ear and whispered.

"...You're not mad anymore, right? Would you mind if I kiss you? Only if I have your permission..." His soft breaths tickled my ears and I smiled. I gave a small nod and he pulled me close to him. He kissed my forehead and I felt my cheeks burn.

"So, Skye, do you like me back?" He asked. I froze up. Do I? I thought about it for a while.

"No. I'm afraid I don't." I answered, looking at my feet.

"At least you're honest..." He sighed and forced a short laugh.

"I think I like it when you kiss me though." I admitted. He looked shocked.

"Then why did you get mad?"

"Because you belong to Charlotte."

"You restarted chipmunk! I'm over Charlotte!" He announced.

"What!?" I cried. Is he for real!?

"I lost feelings for her this week. She's quite boring and-"

"Ohohoho, you better shut your mouth, boy. You're talking about my best friend here." I pointed out.

"Oh yeah, sorry." He laughed nervously.

"So... are we okay now?" I asked.

"I guess so." He beamed.

He backed away and grabbed my hand, and we began to walk, our finger intertwined. I didn't feel affection for him at all. I liked being with him. He was a good friend to me. Kissing him was just fooling around to me. But, I still liked it.

"I'll keep kissing you and showing you my love until you return my feelings. Even if it takes weeks, months, even years. I'll have you and your heart. Watch me obtain it." He grinned.

"Hah, good luck you drunk baffoon!" I scoffed, hiding a smile.

I thought he would really take a long time to get me to fall for him, and oh boy, was I wrong.