stay | H.S

chapter 2

The rest of the day goes by pretty quick. I can't help but feel guilty about the Harry thing knowing I'm with Isaac. I mean, I'm allowed to think other guys are hot, right? It's not like I did anything, so there's nothing to feel guilty about. Right?

I get in my car ready to drive home as I hear my phone ring. When I grab it from my bag, Isaacs name is flashing on the screen, signalling he's calling.

I'm quick to answer it and simply say "hey," into the phone,

"Hey baby," Isaac says, "where are you?"

"I just got in my car ready to go home" I respond,

"Have you finished your classes for today?"

"Yeah,"

"Come here then instead of going straight home." He demands rather than asks,

I think about his demand for a second and wonder if I want to take him up on the somewhat offer.

"Maya?" He breaks me out of my thoughts,

"Yeah, sorry"

"So you're coming over?"

"I guess, yeah"

"Don't sound too excited" He sarcastically remarks. He's always been like that, always sarcastic.

"Oh, hush" I silence him.

"Byeeee" He exaggerates the word before hanging up.

Before I start driving I wonder if I should go by The Grind before I go to Isaacs. It wouldn't do any harm and I do sort of feel like a coffee right now.

I start my short drive still not sure whether or not to stop for coffee. It's just coffee right, that's all it is. Harry might not even be there. You only want to go because Harry is there my subconscious butts in. She is not welcome right now and she's wrong, I want coffee, too. too she reminds me. Okay, maybe I do just want to see Harry and his curly brown locks and green eyes... no. I shake my head to rid my thoughts and decide I probably shouldn't.

Instead, I drive straight to Isaacs and when I pull into his driveway I send my mum a quick text telling her where I am. She probably won't even see it, I wouldn't be surprised if she's fighting with my father, again.

Maybe some time with Isaac will be good right now. Clear my thoughts, distract me. I haven't seen him in a few days, we've mostly spent our time texting. He's a year older than me and he's in college so I don't see him every day.

I get out of my car and walk to the front door. When I'm walking up his driveway I realise only his car is parked in the porch, his mum is out and that's the only reason he called and invited me over. He lives with his mum, his parents got divorced when he was really young, he doesn't remember much. His mum is nice, I like her but he... well, that's a different story.

I knock and he instantly opens the door.

"You know you don't have to knock." He says,

"I know, but I would feel rude if I just barged in, you know how I am" He does,

"I know" He smiles at me and opens his arms out leading me into an embrace. It feels nice, it's been so long since he's held me in his arms. it's only been like 3 days my subconscious tells me but that's still too long.

"Is your mum not home?" I ask breaking our embrace, knowing the answer already,

"No, she's out with some of her stuck up friends" He replies,

"Heyyy," I swat his arm, "don't say things like that."

"Sorry, but its true." He shrugs.

I give him a glare and try to make it as intimidating as possible but of course, it doesn't work and he just laughs.

Isaac is a... bad boy, I guess you could say. I feel like everyone is intimidated by him, like he's the type of guy that everyone talks about but never talks to, the guy everyone knows. In a way, i think college did that to him. Before he wasn't as 'bad-boy-like' but maybe he got in with the wrong crowd? I mean, I don't hate it because I do get to see his soft side - sometimes - but I sort of hate all the parties and drinking and how every girl wants him. That's probably just some jealousy issues. It's weird because we're total opposites but we fit so nicely together, in my opinion.

He holds his hand out to lead me up to his bedroom.

His house is two story and it's big enough. Isaacs room is upstairs and his mums is downstairs, on the opposite end of their massive mansion-like house.

He opens the door to his room, which is massive and leads me to his bed in the middle of the room. I sit down on the end of the bed and he sits next to me.

"So, how was school?" He asks after an intimidating but calm stare into my eyes. I'm contradicting myself, I know.

"It was good, stressful, but good" I reply,

"Why was it stressful, talk to me"

"Nothing out of the ordinary, just school stuff" I shrug my shoulders,

"If you say so" He says,

"How was your day? Did you actually go to any classes today?" I ask, not sure if I want to know the answer,

"Uhhhh..."

"You didn't did you."

"No," he says looking down,

"Isaac! Stop skipping classes, you know I hate when you do it" I scoot away from him,

"I know you do baby, I just didn't really feel like going today."

"You say that everyday and it's becoming more and more of a lie" I say, "If you don't like college, tell your mum and drop out."

"You know I can't do that"

"You can, you just won't"

"Maya," he presses, "you know how my mum is, she would go crazy even at the thought"

"Well not going isn't going to just be okay for the rest of the year. She will understand, you just have to be civilized about it"

"Civilized isn't really my thing." He laughs,

I smile before saying "I know."

He cups his hand around my cheek and within seconds my lips are connected with his.

I let him kiss me for a few seconds before breaking it, knowing that we have to talk about his college situation and knowing he's trying to get out of having the conversation.

"Isaac..." I press,

"Maya please, I've missed you"

"I've missed you too but you know we have to talk about this"

He frowns, "This isn't the reason I invited you over," he says in a grump,

"Trust me, I know" frowning myself, "But I'm you're girlfriend and you need to talk about this, you can't keep avoiding the subject, it's only gonna make it worse"

"Can't I avoid it for tonight?" He asks,

"Fine." I roll my eyes and decide to give in, knowing how stubborn he can be.

I always give in to him and he knows it. I need to stop, have self-control.

"Thank you, now come here," he says with open arms and kisses me again, this time I don't pull away but let it happen.

I have missed him, even if it's only been 3 days, I love him, even his stubbornness, and even if this was a booty call, I probably need this as much as he does.

A/N
HIIIII its been a while hahaha. i had this chapter already written from months ago so i thought i may aswell post it! i dont think i will continue with this story but i mean i guess we'll see how it goes but for now i think thats it, IDK. 
but thank you all for reading ily