The Right Wrong - FULL STORY

Chapter Seven - Starting to Fall

“Let me get this straight. The guy straight up told you that you make him feel alive, that he gets something from you that he's never felt, and you pushed him away?” She screwed up her face.

“What we did was wrong.”

“That's a matter of debate. He dated Elle for a couple of weeks. Casually. She doesn't seem heart broken, and he definitely isn't. They didn't sleep together.”

“It's not just Elle. I'm already playing out of my batting zone.”

“Huh?”

“Gabriel is out of my League. He's a fine wine and I'm the cheap bottle you buy from the liquor store when you have only a few dollars spare.”

Serena frowned and shook her head. “When will you realize you are beautiful?”

“Stop it, I don't need you lying to make me feel better.” I groaned.

Serena huffed and stood up. She walked over to her suitcase and pulled out a photo album.

“Most people keep those things online these days.”

“Call me a sucker for nostalgia, I like having my memories in hard copy.” She replied sounding terse. She walked back over to me and began flicking through the pictures. Serena had dabbled in photography. She had taken many photo's of both Madi and I while we'd been traveling. I just hadn't realized how many until I sat confronted with the screeds of pages filled with me.

I looked okay in some of them, but it was mostly down to creative lighting, or whatever pose Serena had made me do. Not because of my natural beauty...

“You're gorgeous, and not just on the outside. But on the inside too. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

I scoffed and let my head fall back on the couch. “Why did he have to come along now?” I whispered.

“Because he was meant to.” Serena closed the album and placed it down on the coffee table.

“I'm not ready for a relationship.”

“But you like him?”

I nodded. I liked him so much that his words were still swirling around in my head, the hurt in his eyes as I lied to him continued to flash before me. I hated that I had hurt him.

“The only thing you can do is take it slowly.”

“I don't know if I can control myself.”

“Then just do what feels natural.”

I sighed, lying to him hadn't felt natural. Leaving him thinking I didn't feel what he felt, certainly hadn't felt natural.

Serena left for the hotel around 2pm. I spent the afternoon watching YouTube videos with dance tutorials. I knew eventually our class was going to lead in to hip hop and modern and I wanted some kind of base to start off from. I tried my best to forget about Gabe, but the more videos I watched, the more I wished it was him coaching me along. By the time I'd finished I'd been dancing for four hours. Sweat drenched my shirt. I pulled it off and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took a long gulp.

As I walked back out to the lounge there was a knock at the door. I walked over and opened it without thinking. It was probably Serena, or Elle.

 Except it wasn't. Gabe stood there, looking as sexy as ever. He looked me up and down and half smiled. “Have I interrupted something?” he murmured.