Need Somebody

Chapter 10

I spend the remainder of the evening studying for my classes, more so on psychology since we have our first test next week. The class I had been most excited fir is now the class I dread the most, along with History. The common enemy: Mason.

My mind replays our kiss thousands of times and each memory brings back the butterflies in my stomach and the fire upon my skin. I hate that he makes me feel this way and I tell convince myself it's purely a sexual feeling, but I know myself too well to know I'm lying.

When I finish my studying for the night, otherwise known as my only distraction from Mason, it's 10:00 and Chloe still isn't back. I pick up my phone to text her but she has beat me to it, telling me she will- once again- be at Aarons place tonight. My eyes roll and I plug my phone into my charger and allow myself to drift into a deep sleep.

My eyes open when I hear the sound of our creaky door open and I sit up slightly to turn on my lamp.

"Sorry-," Chloe whispers as she enters the room and places her shoes beside her desk, "-I didn't mean to wake you."

I grab my phone to check the time; 3:47 a.m.

"Chloe, what the hell are you doing back so late? Or early, I guess." I can not function right now. With the events from yesterday happening I feel exhausted, I've been feeling this way ever since Mason crashed into my life.

"Chloe, is everything okay?" I groggily ask when she doesn't respond. She's sitting at the edge of her bed in deep thought.

"Aaron and I got in a fight." She says with tears in her eyes, threatening to spill out.

"About what? Did he do something?" I grow defensive. I swear if he laid a single finger on this sweet girl that I've grown to love, there's not stopping me from doing the same to him or even worse.

"No- well yes. He didn't hurt me or anything." She promises.

"What was the fight about?" I turn on my side so I can look at her. I can't even picture the two fighting, whenever they're together they're all over each other.

She takes a momentarily pause before opening her mouth to speak, "It was about him being in the room earlier-," Crap. He told her about Mason and I and what could've happened. I should've known- he did find his roommates girlfriend bring back a guy- but still, I'm not prepared to have this talk with her, especially at 3:50 in the morning.

"What about earlier?" I try my best to sound like I don't know what she's talking about.

"Well...I just found it rude that he didn't ask you if he could go through your closet." What? All this because he got a sweater of mine to give to her?

"He kept yelling at me telling me to stop going on about it and that it wasn't a big deal, but it is Cheyanne! It's a huge deal and when I wouldn't shut up about it, he stormed into his bedroom. I took the opportunity to leave."

"What?-," a small chuckle escapes my lips, "Chloe it's not that big of a deal, honestly. And as long as he gave the sweater to you and no one else then we're good right?" I convince her, making her realize how ridiculous their fight was.

"Yeah, you're right." She chuckles and wipes her eyes. I give her a reassuring smile and I receive one in return. When I turn my lamp off and lay back down in my bed, I tease her and say,

"But I do want my sweater back, it was my favorite." And with her laugh and word promising me back my sweater, I fall back into a peaceful sleep.

...

"Cheyanne-," a sweet voice whispers while shaking my body lightly, "-it's 7:00, class starts in an hour."

As soon as I process Chloe's words, I spring out of bed and grab clothes from my closet. I strip out of my black pajama shorts and black oversized shirt and grab a pair of high-waisted boyfriend jeans with a black short sleeve t shirt and slip into them, tucking my shirt loosely into my jeans. Knowing showers will be crowded, I skip my morning shower and save it for tonight.