𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?

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Four and I haven't really been on speaking terms since Tuesday morning when he stood me up. I knew I shouldn't have gotten so used to him being around, nothing in high school lasts and I unfortunately got involved in a relationship where I didn't even know where I stood.

Things were so confusing with Four, I got the feeling that he wants to be with me but he's also very distant every time. I like to think I'm someone who knows what she wants. And I want him but if he doesn't open up to me more, I don't think this will get us anywhere.

We had talked briefly throughout the remaining of the week and I hadn't seen him at school, maybe he was avoiding me but I knew it was his work that was holding him back. It was now Friday and Madi and I were on our way to the mall once school ended.

It seemed like we were always here.

"I'm sorry I pushed you to talk to him." She says, leaning her head into my shoulder as we walked inside a store.

"Don't be," I comfort. "I don't know what'll happen but if he chooses not to be with me I guess there isn't much I can do about that." I shrug. Madi looks at me and smiles.

"You know, I love your independence so much. You don't care about boys breaking your heart. That's a bad bitch energy."

"Four didn't break my heart," I laugh. "We're just not on speaking terms as of now." I could cope with us giving each other time to cool off. Walking away is a method of mine I use to clear my thoughts and it was something my counselor taught me to do instead of suppressing my feelings.

To be comfortable with yourself you have to learn to be around you. You have to know the tricks to your mind and what makes it keep you sane. I found Yoga was my therapy, just like shopping was Madi's. Her retail therapy.

"Well, I guess there's only one thing we can do now." Madi says and drags me by the arm inside an H&M. "We're going to a party and we need to find you cute clothes."

"What party are we going to now?" I question and watch as she puts a skin tight dress to me.

"A party where Four is at almost every Friday," Madi puts the dress back on the rack. "Zach's." She says nonchalantly. "To give him a taste of what he's giving up."

"Why am I going to make Four jealous? We haven't stopped talking yet."

"So we don't give him the chance to even think about it," She winks at me and drags me towards more racks of clothing. Much to Madi's persistent ways of getting me to buy a latex dress that left little to no imagination, I only ended up getting a basic white t-shirt and new jeans.

I didn't need new clothes to make Four jealous, especially a dress that makes me look cheap. Madi, on the other hand, enjoyed shopping and splurging on herself. After that, we went to grab lunch before going back to my house where we would get ready.

"The good thing about you is that no matter what you wear, you make everything look good," She says as she applies eyeliner. "And that is not fair."

I giggle as I put my hair up in a messy bun. I ended up switching my new jeans for some distressed high waisted denim shorts and my white shoes. I do apply eyebrow gel to my eyebrows and some light mascara before moisturizing my lips with my Vaseline chapstick.

"I'm going to be honest with you," I say as I join her on my hairdresser. "I'm pretty tired." Madi narrows her eyes at me and finishes applying her lipgloss.

"Nice try." She says making me groan and sit on the edge of my bed. "But you're going with me. Especially since Esmer is going and I don't want her calling me at like four in the morning, high and asking me to pick her up."

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