Endless Anti-Romantic

Chapter 11: That's What I Thought

Chapter 11: That's What I Thought

After Marcus left I went straight into my room, stripped into my underwear and fell asleep for another three hours or so. A lot happened this morning.

When I woke up again, this time at noon, I turned on my phone and I was bombarded with texts and calls. A majority were from Connor's dad, my dad and Layla. The only text Marcus sent me was the one that made me smile.

'If you ever need someone to talk to or vent I'm here for you Naomi. <3' I sigh happily and walk downstairs to make myself a pizza. I set my phone on the couch, just to ignore everyone for a little while and put the oven on preheat. I grab the premade dough and the rest of the ingredients. As I finish spreading the tomato sauce I hear the door open.

"Naomi?" I walk out of the kitchen and see Layla glaring at me with her arms crossed over her chest. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She asks as she hits my head. I bring the heel of my hand to the spot she hit.

"Ow. That hurt. Why the abuse?"

"Why don't you text me back?! Jesus I thought Marcus murdered you or something." I can't help but laugh at her over reaction.

"Well as you can see I'm very much alive. Marcus didn't murder me and he's actually a sweet guy."

"Got any lip action?" I laugh and nod.

"Yeah. And a lot this morning." Layla looks at me in utter shock.

"Girl. You need to fucking text me. Tell me!" I laugh and tell her the whole story about Marcus and I. I was a bit reluctant to tell her about Connor and I but she's my best girl friend. She could help me. "Wow. You actually hit Connor. In a non-playful way?" I nod and she sighs heavily. "Girl."

"I know." I press the palm of my hand to my forehead and mess with my bangs. "I just-" I sigh and walk into the living room, Layla following behind me as I sit on the couch bringing my knees to my chest. "I feel like shit."

"Because you got mad at Connor or because he was over reacting about Marcus?" I sigh and shrug. "Naomi you need to give me an answer."

"I don't know Layla! I'm just so confused." I hear the door open and am met with cool blue eyes.

"No, no, no. None of you!" I stand up and stand between Layla and Connor. "Get your ass outta her house!"

"Layla stop!" I yell pushing her into the recliner. I turn to Connor when I know she's going to stay seated. "What are you doing here Connor?"

Connor shoves his hands in his pockets and sighs heavily. "To start with a sorry obviously. And most importantly to know that no matter how mad you are at me I'll always come back."

"Crawling and begging for forgiveness like a little bitch I hope." I turn and glare at Layla. "What?"

"Layla's right." I turn back to Connor. "I'll always come crawling back." Connor gives me his sideways smirk and I can't help but smile too. "And if you want me to, I'll start begging for forgiveness."

"On your knees boy." I glare at Layla again.

"Bet it's not the first time you've said that, huh Layla?" I can't help but let out a laugh. I quickly cover my mouth as Layla gives a fake and exaggerated laugh.

"Very fucking funny." I turn back to Connor biting my lip. I cross my arms over my chest and sigh.

"It's gonna take a while for me to forgive you Connor."

"I was a dick-"

"Major dick."

"A major dick. I was a major dick and I'm honestly so sorry. Take as much time as you need to forgive me Nomi. I just love you too much to stay out of your life." I can't help but smile. I do love Connor, and we've been together since forever and I can't just cut him out of my life. I smile and open my arms.

"I forgive you." Connor smiles wide and wraps his arms around my waist as he pulls me into a hug.

"Great." I pull away and look at Layla. "Just great." Layla pushes Connor away and pulls me into the kitchen. "Are you stupid?!"

"What did I do?"

"You're forgiving him?! You didn't even make him beg for forgiveness, you just gave it to him!" She says in an angry whisper.

"Layla you don't understand-"

"No I do!" I stop and listen to her reasoning. "You're so madly in love with that boy. You don't even realize it but you do, and that's why you forgave him so easily."

"What? No! I love Marcus!" I bite my lip and chuckle lightly. "I love Marcus."

"That's what I thought." Layla smiles then her face seems to turn fearful as she looks behind me. I turn around and see Connor standing beside Marcus. "Umm-"

"I should probably go." Marcus says grabbing his jacket off the kitchen table. "I don't think I was supposed to hear that." Marcus smiles at me. "I'll see you around Naomi." He walks out of my house and I can't help but laugh to myself.

"I don't know whether I should be concerned or happy."

"Concerned." I heard Layla say as she gestures to Connor.

"So." I walk up to Connor and hug him.

"I do love you Connor."

"But you also love Marcus." I nod against his chest. I hear him sigh and pull me close to him. "I guess I'm second place now?" I laugh and pull away from the hug, my arms still around his chest.

"No. You'll always be first Con." Connor kisses my forehead and pulls me back into a hug.

"I should go." I turn back to Layla. "Tell me what happens later." She walks out of the room and I press my head against Connor's chest.

"What's going on between you and Zoe?" Connor sighs and pulls away.

"That's actually why I came here." I raise my eyebrow. "How do you do the whole romance thing?" I laugh and shrug.

"I just do. Why?"

"Zoe hates that I'm not romantic. She thinks I'm not committed." I sigh and nod.

"Okay. Well I'll come over tonight and I'll help you out. In the meantime, make it look like a romantic date."

"And how do I do that?" I laugh.

"Connor, try your best okay? I'll help you out."

"Alright. Come over about 8?"

"I'll see you then." Connor and I walk over to the door. Connor walks over to his car and I laugh as he rolls over the hood like in the movies. "Hey Con!" He looks over at me. "I love you." He laughs.

"I love you too Nomi. See you tonight." I roll my eyes as he peels out of my driveway. My best friend, ladies and gentlemen.