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Nervous

Hiii bellas! :)

Ok so I was supposed to update last night but Wattpad had a problem and idk it wasn't working anymore. I, at least, saved the chapter on word so I couldn't lose it (yaaaay) 

So here it is :)

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I leave my modern art class and walk over to the Sociology building. It has been Harry and I's spot to meet since Tuesday, and from that place we'd walk over to the Club or his car to go home.

I've been avoiding Carla as much as possible without making it too obvious. We weren’t seeing each other during the day because of our schedules, which made it easier for me. Then, when she'd come back home around six, I'd leave a note saying I was with friends or at the library working. Believable enough.

I've been doing this for two days now, I don't think she'd notice a change but I'll have to find new excuses with the time. It is Friday afternoon already and I’m supposed to have lunch with friends, and then hang out a little before Harry, Bruce and Luke leave for the football selection. 

Lucas, much more known as Luke, has been part of the team since he came here. He was going to evaluate the new 'contestants' with Bruce and the coach, while I and some other friends are going to support and watch them.

The selection was starting at five and Harry still had plenty of time to relax. He told me he wanted to go to the gym right after lunch but he agreed to drop me off at the mall before. I'm starting to be so dependant of him lately, I need to buy myself a car.

It's not that I don't have the money. I just don't have the time and energy, but I can't ask Harry to drive me everywhere, it's not fair. He told me he didn't mind, but I'm not doing it only for him, but for myself too.

"Are you going to go shopping alone?" He asks while we're walking over to the Club. I give him a weird look and shake my head.

"It's not because I'm not hanging out with Carla anymore that it means I don't have other friends."

"I just wanted to know, calm down Kimmy" He replies back, chuckling. I pinch his shoulder for the nickname and he only laughs louder.

"Don't call me Kimmy! You know how much I hate it" I groan.

"And that's exactly why I call you like that." I roll my eyes but can't stop myself from smiling. I've told Harry about Nathan, and how he calls me Kimmy all the time. Since then, he constantly calls me by that nickname.

I swear if he continues, I'm going to rip his curls off.

"Are you mentally prepared for the football selection?" I ask him and us both enter the Club. 

"Kind of... I'm afraid I won't be good enough" He bites the inside of his cheek, a habit I noticed he does when he's nervous. I sigh and place my hand on his shoulder.

"Stop lowering yourself, Jesus. Have you ever tried to be optimistic at least once in your life?" I laugh and he shots me a glare. I shake my head and take my phone out. I received about twenty messages from people I've met at parties and politely answer them to pass time. To my surprise, one of them is from Carla.

Carla:  I miss you, where are you? :) xo

I roll my eyes and decide to ignore it. If she really 'missed me' she'd come talk to me, not text. It's finally our turn to order and I take the same thing I've been eating for the past days: two sandwiches and a large smoothie. I've been so hungry lately, it's crazy. I don't eat that much usually, but the upcoming year plus the Carla drama is stressing me out, making me eat and sleep less.