Writing's Second Taste

Chapter Thirty-Seven: With Him

The drive back was weird to say the least. If before it was heavy with tension because we weren't on speaking terms, now it was because we had no idea where we were at.

That embrace felt so different from the ones before.

Adam told the driver to let me down first so we passed by the apartment complex and went straight towards the university. It was rather late already but knowing those two, Meg and Julia were probably still awake and waiting for me.

Not once did I reach for my phone to ask for a bail out and that was telling.

The vehicle came to a stop right in front of the building and I knew it was time to say goodbye. Now I could approach this situation in several ways. One, I could ask him if we were good friends, but that was too heartbreaking for the both of us. Two, I could just make do with an awkward side hug and a thank you for the evening, yet that still didn't sound good to me. Or third, I could open the door and make a run for it.

Last one was definitely not an option.

Second one it is!

"I had a good time," I turned to face him, "Say thank you to Heart for me."

Now I just needed to commence the side hug and I could go. Of course, even this was something I had to overthink. I tried to look for least compromising position but I honestly looked like freak staring at him with this wondering expression on my face.

My eyebrows were scrunched up and my mouth was jutted into a small pout while I continuously swayed from side to side to see if there was an opening I could swoop into.

Then, out of nowhere, he let out a small laugh, "What are you doing?"

To be frank with you, I had no idea anymore.

Although this master plan was already formulating in my head, all thoughts flew right out when he leaned towards me and robbed me the pleasure of the one initiating the side hug.

My mouth tugged into a small smile, appreciating the small gesture because I honestly thought this would be more awkward than it was, "Good night."

At the very least, I didn't need to jump to the third option. With that, I opened the door and walked right out. I was actually impressed that after everything that had been said and done, I was rather calm.

When I got inside my room, Meg and Julia were both sitting on the floor with a laptop on top of a stack of pillows, playing a move they decided to watch. They heard the door opening and like a couple of dogs hearing the word squirrel, they turned their heads to me at the exact same time.

Meg reached forward to pause the movie while Julia stood up to guide me towards my bed, "What happened?"

"Well, everything was a surprise," I stated, falling onto my mattress, "Though I'm scarily calm about this whole thing."

"The last part is pretty obvious," Meg laughed, "So give us the details."

"First of all, it wasn't a dinner with Heart and Adam, but it was her ploy to get the two of us alone," I started off with the first tragedy of the evening, "Then she rented out the city's museum for our date."

Julia gasped in amazement, "Having a rich best friend must be nice."

Well, if I looked at things from Adam's perspective, not everything has been sunshine and rainbows.

"It was ridiculously uncomfortable because we couldn't even talk to each other and we barely touched the food," the part about the dozen pictures that Adam had secretly sent to Heart was exclusive for my memory, thank you very much, so I was skipping that part, "But we soon made an agreement to put whatever we went through behind us and enjoy the night."