Lost In Love And Lattes

Chapter 7

"See ya in class tomorrow!"

"Yeah. Ugh, I still haven't done that reading. Not sure I can be bothered though... Bye," Livi hung up. 

We'd been Facetiming a lot recently, but I still hadn't asked her out. Everyone kept on nagging me about it, especially Sam and Georgie, but I wasn't prepared to ruin my friendship with her over what could be a simple crush. It would be different if I was confident I could maintain a proper relationship -but no, every time I felt this way and asked out someone, or got asked out by someone, the feeling disappeared within a few weeks, at most. Why was I like this? I flopped onto my bed and groaned into a pillow. 

I put my earphones in and listened to the calming sounds of Cornfield Chase by Moldoni.

I guess I was just scared of commitment. I could pin-point the exact moment I'd decided to end all of my previous relationships, and it was almost always when something kinda serious-ish happened:

-Dylan, my first and longest ever relationship. He was the only one that I didn't breakup with; it was a mutual decision because after a year we both realized that we did love each other...but only platonically.

-Jack, some dude that I dated when I was fifteen, that texted Sam in the middle of the night and asked them out. He told them that we'd broken up (we hadn't). Of course, I dumped his ass the next day when Sam told me. He got them into heaps of trouble with their parents because their phone was in their room that night, and they got grounded for being texted in the middle of the night. 

-Tom, a guy who I went to middle school with, and got dared to ask out a few years later. We actually ended up dating for a while, but I ended it as soon as I heard that he dumped his last girlfriend when she told him she had cancer. He told me his reason was that he 'wasn't looking for anything complicated'. What an absolute cunt.

-Kyle, who was one of my closest friends in high school. Our entire group shipped us so eventually we started dating. I felt trapped and almost claustrophobic after only a month, and spent the next month of the relationship trying t figure out how to break up with him without hurting him or damaging our friendship group. I didn't succeed. He was furious with me for not loving him, and ended up hanging around with some other people at school. Not after dating another of my close friends, though.

-Marcos, who was extremely cute and kissed me on our second date. Afterwards I immediately felt as though I was suffocating. I had to get out of that relationship ASAP, I knew, so I dumped him. 

Yes, there seemed to be a recurring theme there, with my most recent relationships at least. I probably was (what do they call it on The Sims?) non-committal. 

Just as I was pondering how I could prevent future relationships from failing so epically, I heard voices from the sitting room. I took my earphones out, annoyed that whoever it was was disrupting my playlist, and wandered over to my bedroom door. 

I paused before walking through, deciding against it. Whoever was on the other side were was shouting. Well that voice is definitely Sebastian. But I've never heard that one before. Who is it? 

Opening the door slightly, I peaked through. All I could see was the back of a head, black hair, brown skin. If only I could see better... I squinted and pushed my head closer to the gap. Then, me being my clumsy self, overbalanced and nearly fell through. I slammed the door closed with a thud. 

Oh shit.

The voices had stopped. I was done for.

"Avery, you home?" I could hear Sebastian trying to contain his rage as I called for me.

I sat against the door in silence, hoping he'd just think a gust of wind blew the window shut or something. Anther few seconds passed.

"Ave, you'd better be decent 'cause I'm coming in."

Ave? Since when did Sebastian call me that?

Wait a sec... those were definitely footsteps. And they were coming closer! Dammit. My eyes did a quick sweep of my room. Under the bed would do. I crawled under just as the door was flung open. I blew a cobweb out of my face. Welp, guess this is my life now.

I held my breath as who I imagined was Sebastian walked to my en suite. He paused for a sec. 

Please don't find me. I have so much to live for, I'm too young to die.

The feet went out the door and I breathed a sigh of relief. That was close. Now what was Sebastian arguing about that was so serious he had to make sure I didn't hear?

I tiptoed softly to the door, this time leaning against it instead of opening it. I needed something to help me hear better though, they were speaking angrily in hushed voices now instead of shouting. A glass of water stood on my nightstand. Perfect. I chugged its contents and pressed my ear against it on the door. I wonder what Livi would say if she were here. She'd probably laugh and say it reminded her of that Friends episode when Joey was getting together with Rachel and Ross was getting together with Charlie. She looks so cute when she laughs. I catch myself before I sigh at the thought, and concentrate on the conversation on the other side of the door. 

"Look, I don't have the money! No matter how much you argue with me, it doesn't change that fact."

"You didn't have it last month either. Are you ever gonna have it, or are do you just spend it as soon as you get it? You'd better have it by next week, I can't keep paying your share too, Boss is gonna know what's up."

"Come on Yusuf, its not my fault!"

"I don't care who's fucking fault it is! Get me the money by next week or we won't be able to afford the next batch. And that is gonna be your fault."

The door slammed and I heard Sebastian kick something in frustration.

Money? Next batch? Oh no, my roommate is a drug dealer. Fuckkkkkkkkk. This was not on my college to-do list.

A/n Hey dudes! Sorry its been so long. I'd say it was stress, because I've had loads of exams, but that's only been the last couple of weeks so I guess I don't really have an excuse. Oops.

And yes, the list of exes is basically a list of mine with different names. Haha. Ha. Why do all my relationships fail :)))

-Kate x