The Bad Boy OR The Best Friend

four

When the day ends, I meet Breanna and Evan at the locker. Thankfully, Rose is nowhere to be seen so I maintain the calm composure I have been practicing since my conversation with Chris. The intensity that radiates off him, shook me inside and made me question how did I ever stand up to him. Honestly, I am starting to doubt my conversations with him.

Maybe, I should have just let it go rather than asking him to apologise.

"Where are you lost?" Evan asks, closing his locker and I shrug, my biology book in my hand.

"Thinking." I mumble.

Breanna frowns from behind me, "You're acting weird, Adriana. If I didn't know better, I would say that a guy has been occupying all your thoughts." She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively and I cringe.

"There's a lot more to life than stupid boy drama." I say and Evan grins.

"Good to have you back on track, An. I thought I lost you for a moment."

Evan is aware that I run away from complications where boys are involved, but lately, the blows have been coming right to my face, being unavoidable.

"Geez, thanks Evan." I say, making him grin wider.

His smile annoys me sometimes. But have you seen at how breathtaking it is? I close my eyes and take a deep breath before turning to Breanna.

"You ready to go, Bri?" I ask and she nods, slinging her bag over her shoulders.

Evan frowns at my words, "You going home with her?" He asks, scowling.

Wait, am I misreading something here? He was the one who asked me to catch a ride with Breanna. Maybe he only meant it for the morning. But before I get my hopes up, I pose the question.

"You not driving Rose back?" I ask and he looks a little confused, but nods nonetheless.

"But I never asked you to get a ride back home. You can still come along." He says and I ignore the amount of hurt his words bring me.

"You didn't have to ask that after last night, Evan. It was implied, and anyway, I don't want to third wheel." I shrug before catching Breanna's arm and dragging her to the parking lot.

Breanna doesn't say anything, because she knows I wouldn't talk about it. It hurts her, I know, that I keep myself so shut down but even Evan has grown used to it, and she needs to accept it someday as well. He doesn't pushes me to talk, yes, he asks.. once, and then he knows that the moment I feel like things are overwhelming me, I'll just give him a text to come over.

We would then watch a movie and he'll sleep on the floor while I'll take the bed. It was a routine.

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Chris and I didn't have any other encounters for the whole week, and it's only because as soon as I saw him, I ran in the other direction. I have been ignoring him, and it's a good thing because he doesn't give a damn about me, so he hasn't tried to say anything either.