Horrible Human Beings

PAS DE DEUX

PAS DE DEUX

When the sun hit me right in the pupils after closing the door. I was still smiling like a fool, though it couldn't last, because I couldn't play Oscar's day with Charlie that afternoon. It was too risky. Being almost twelve hours locked in a completely dark room with him after all the things that I had been experiencing lately and what just happened twenty minutes ago in the studio... I know myself and I'm sure that if I would have gone with him I would have found the way to sit next to a cute girl and then swap chairs with her when he didn't notice and then...Alright too much information, what matters here is that my hormones and I couldn't be alone with him for a while, at least not for that day. My brain was scrambled and the weird fusion of happiness and uneasiness didn't allow me to tell my heart from my stomach.

"So... I was thinking we could start with the Marvel movie"

"Marvel, uh?" I arched a brow in a mocking way while in my insides...Fuck, fuck, fuck! Stop being so nerdy cute! Damn it!

"What's? You know you like those movies too, even when you say you don't"

And he threw me one of his -I-know-you-better-than-yourself glances and I rolled my eyes.

"I...Can't go, Charlie. Sorry"

He arched a brow. "Why? You have a date?" Okay, it was rude from him to use that condescending tone.

"I wish" I joked thought I was hurt by his words. "No I just... Eric told me they are opening the season today and it is an important day because they are the champions...Blah, blah, blah. It's been a while since I've seen Jim or the rest of the betches"

Charlie scoffed. "Eric didn't say anything about a game in the store"

I frowned as we crossed the street and I thought about it. Yeah, Eric told me about the game, it just...Wasn't in the...

"He sent me a text" I said rising my phone as we reached the sidewalk.

"Really?" He said with some mistrust.

"What? You don't believe me?" I squinted at him.

He blinked twice. "Of course I believe you, why wouldn't I? You're acting weird, you know?" He joked.

I swallowed and giggled. I felt tense. What happened with all the joy from just half an hour before?

I shook my head. Maybe I was just taking everything too seriously. "I'm acting weird? You're acting weird" Chuckled. "Asking me to show my texts"

"Did I ask you to show me the text?"

I gaped. "Why text? And not just text?"

"I'm not empathizing" He squinted.

"Yes! You are! You don't believe me"

"Mike. Why are you so mad? It is just a stupid text"

"If it so stupid why you don't believe it doesn't exist. Can't someone ask me to hang out sometime? Is that so hard to believe?"

He shook his head. "I'm not saying that. You're making a big deal about not wanting to go out with me and making up excuses!"

I... "What?" I stopped to a halt. "I'm not making up excuses, and why I wouldn't want to hang out with you when we live, study and work together, and this feels like we're..." Oh crap. No. I couldn't say that. Thank God my voice trailed off before I said something I could regret. But seriously? How he dared to accuse me of being avoiding him? Well...Better said, how did he know so fast that I was avoiding him? I thought I was being subtle.