Listen Lucky

19. Ernest Hemingway

One Dance - Conor Maynard (better than Drake's version in my opinion.)

I woke up on Monday morning and instantly regretted it. At home, in my bed, I could avoid Will Memory and Riley Parker, but at school, I had to face them.

After Riley and I left the restaurant he drove me back home in silence. The only time he spoke was to apologise that the date had been ruined and I assured him it wasn't his fault.

He said some unpleasant things about Will but I wasn't really listening.

I was still mad at Will, he had been the one to encourage me in the first place, but he for some reason had changed his mind?

I followed my usual routine, showering, eating, arguing. My mom wasn't happy that I went out with Riley, especially as I didn't tell her. For once though, Willow was on my side, saying that I shouldn't have to put my life on hold.

When I told her, more like ranted to her, about Will, she was so excited and said he had only done what any good friend would have and she wished she could have been there to see it.

I was mostly worried because I knew Will would be majorly pissed at me, I was pretty rude to him. At the time I was so angry I wasn't even thinking about what I was saying, I just spoke carelessly.

What if I had annoyed him so much he never wanted to talk to me again? What if he was done with me, finished with our friendship.

I was scared of how scared that thought made me. How has I managed to get attached so quickly?

That's probably why I got so mad at Will, because my natural instinct was to withdraw, to get away from anything too genuine, With Emma and Pan being the only exceptions. My relationships with everyone else remained surface level.

But Will, he was diving below the surface. He was submerging deeper than anyone, even Emma, had and that was terrifying.

"You're quiet this morning," Willow commented as I drove along, deep in thought.

"You like it when I'm quiet," I pointed out, usually she was telling me to shut up.

"Well, you're not wrong," she realised.

I managed to sneak into school without running into either Will or Riley, but when I reached my locker my heart began to race. Riley was waiting for me.

He smiled when he saw me, not his signature cheesy grin, but more of an apologetic smile.

"listen, I'm sorry about Saturday night," he began as I walked over. "Will has been an ass to me lately, for no reason. I just got annoyed that he had to ruin our date," he told me.

"There's no need to apologise," I assured him with a smile. It was nice of him to say sorry, but he really hadn't done anything wrong.

"Will was out of line though right? I mean, I guess he's jealous or something," he suggested. I stared back at him, open-mouthed.

"You're kidding me right?" I laughed a little, in disbelief.

"Well why he be jealous? Every other guy is jealous that I get to be the one to take out the hottest girl at this school," he smirked as he took a step closer to me.

I smiled at him nervously, not sure how exactly to respond to that and feeling uncomfortable about how close he was getting to me.