New Boy {W.T}

Chapter 40

🚨Dramatic; buckle up readers🚨

It had now been about a week since I've seen, talked or heard about wes and I decided it was time.

I texted him so we could meet up and talk in person

To Wesley❣️: when can you meet up to talk?

I brushed my teeth, got ready for the day and showered and he still hadn't answered.

I was downstairs watching a movie with my sister Tianna and her boyfriend, Jack, when wes finally replied.

From wesley❣️: Jesus, been waiting for you to say that all week, but I'm free whenever.

To Wesley❣️: so now sound good? At my house?

He answered instantly.

From Wesley❣️: of course, baby. Be there in 10.

My heart fluttered and I practically heard him say 'baby', but I turned cold in that instant and remembered why we haven't talked in the first place.

"So, Wes is coming over to talk, so can we finish the movie later?" I sheepishly smiled at the couple.

"I guess." Tianna jokingly roller her eyes.

"K, love you. Wish me luck." And I jogged upstairs to my room.

I sat on my bed, I paced, I yelled at myself, I planned how this would go and finally my phone lit up from him texting me.

From wesley❣️: here.

To Wesley❣️: in my room.

I sat on my bed and tried to calm my nerves and within a minute, I was face to face with him.

He stared at me and didn't say anything, and gently sat down next to me on my bed.

We sat in silence for a few moments and finally I broke it.

"So? Who is she? I'm not mad about the tweet because I understand you were hacked, but why were you with her?" I asked.

He paused and then begun.

"Well, she is my ex girlfriend. I went about it the wrong way, I get it, but I swear nothing happened between us. We just talked." His eyes pleaded for me to say something.

I tried to think of an adequate response.

"Okay, but then why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you talk to me? You do know we are in a relationship, right? You're supposed to talk to me. You only make yourself look more guilty by keeping things like that from me, and I had to find out from Tyler?" I was ranting.

He scrunched his eyebrows, then clenched his jaw.

"You're talking to Tyler now?"

"Wes, don't turn it on me. I'm not talking to him, but he sent me the photo of you and the girl."

He eased.

"I'm sorry." He simply stated.

I stood up and paced the room momentarily.

"Well yeah, you better be!" I yelled.

He stood up to match me.

"I SAID IM SORRY, WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?" He yelled back.

"I WANT YOU TO LEARN TO BE HONEST WITH ME. IT WASNT A BIG DEAL, BUT YOU WENT AND YOU MADE IT ONE!"

He grabbed my arms and looked me in the eyes.

"Nikki, I am sorry. I love you. I am in love with you. I wasn't thinking, But don't think I don't know that you went and hung out with another guy while we weren't talking, were still dating ya'know." He argued.

"WE WERE FIGHTING, I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO THINK, WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?"

He clearly was not pleased with my answer.

"I expect my girlfriend to TALK to me to work on our issues, rather than assuming and automatically rebounding."

"And I'm sorry about that."

"Did you do anything with him?" Hurt flashed through his eyes.

"I'm not going to lie to you." I sat down, and lowered my voice

"God, look at us." He lowered his head.

"Look..," I touched his arm. "I know this isn't what you want to hear, and it's cliche. Yes, we kissed. I'm guilty. But HE stopped me, and HE told me to talk to you, and HE made me open my eyes. I thought about you with every little thing he did. I love you so much. I don't want to lose you."

He raised his head, and hurt was all I could detect.

"You don't see a problem with the fact that you couldn't talk to me on your own? You couldn't talk to your own boyfriend without another guy telling you to?"

"I mean no. I'm here now." I nervously smiled.

He sighed, got up and started leaving my room.

"Wes? Where are you going?" I pleaded.

He turned around momentarily,

"You seem like you get along just FINE without me, talk to me when you figure out what you want."

I grabbed on to his arm, and put my hand on his cheek.

"I want you, I always have. I don't get along fine without you, I need you. Please.. wes."

He removed my hand from him,

"I don't think you do. Just give me time to think. You're not the only one hurt."

I turned him around once more and kissed him, with all I had.

"You mean to tell me you don't feel What I do? Because I feel a whole lot of passion, and it'd be a damn shame to let something like that go to waste. I love you."

"I love you too, you know that. I wouldn't be here if I didn't. Let me think for a little. I love you."

And with that he left.

I laid on my bed, and tears spilled like waves crashing on the shore. He'll come around.

He has to.

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(A/N: I can't tell if this chapter is too dramatic or not and sucks sooooo, um please let me know hahahahaha)