You Before Him

CHAPTER TEN:

"So, what I'm hearing is that, you haven't thought about doing it with him?" Abby questioned as she sat at my desk.

Way to be very blunt.

"Of course not," I groaned, feeling my face become hotter, "we haven't held hands yet! What makes you think I'd be thinking of that?"

"He hasn't made a move yet?" she was shocked as she stared at me with wide eyes, "screw that, don't wait for him to make a move. If you really want to get your first kiss then you're going to have to make the move. Guess who took charge with my first kiss with Martin? It definitely wasn't him."

I sat awkwardly as her words sank in, I knew she had a point but was I ready? Of course, I wanted to kiss him but what if he didn't want to? Knowing me, I'd find a way to ruin it.

"I just don't know what I'm supposed to do," I muttered, watching as Abby's eyes glowed with mischief.

"Buckle in baby because I am about to give you the biggest lesson you'll ever learn."

**

I sat across from Chris and watched as he stared at me in disbelief.

"If you don't mind me asking," he cleared his throat, "what are you wearing?"

I looked down at my outfit in disbelief as well. Abby had chosen a small black skirt, red crop top blouse, black heeled boots, and a leather jacket. Clearly, I wasn't dressed like myself.

"You don't like it?" I questioned, frowning since I did think the outfit was cute.

"Oh no, I love it," he sighed, "it's just, I don't know, a bit different."

"Is that bad?"

"Yes and no," he chuckled, "it's not bad because I can tell you feel confident but it's bad since every guy in this room won't stop looking at you."

I couldn't help but smile as I watched a blush form on his cheeks, "is the Christopher Bang jealous?" I joked.

"No," he groaned, running his hand through his hair, "I just don't like when guys stare at you as if you were food."

"Well you have nothing to worry about I-."

I was cut off as a man walked over to our table.

"Hello there beautiful," he greeted, sending me a flirty smile, "I couldn't help but notice you from across the room and see just how beautiful you are," he said as he handed me a napkin, "here's my number, feel free to call me anytime."

Chris glared at him before grabbing the napkin from him, "seriously? I'm literally right here!"

"And who are you?" the guy questioned, sending him a dirty look.

"Not that it's any of your business but I'm her fiancé," Chris told him, standing up and facing the man.

Oh boy, this was getting intense.

"Yeah well, she clearly deserves someone better," the guy laughed, "she needs a man not a boy."

"I'll show you I'm a man," Chris glared at him as he got closer, clearly wanting to fight him.

"Chris, don't listen to him," I intervened, placing my hands on his chest to move him away, "we both know you're more of a man than he could ever be," I glared at the man before pulling Chris out the door.

"You should have let me fight him! He totally deserved it," Chris spoke in a lower tone, clearly proving his anger.

"There's no point in fighting him," I sighed as I made eye contact with him, "you're better than that."