In-between

chapter 13

My eyes could've popped out of their sockets in that exact moment. My heart beat has increased and my palm has started to sweat. My head kept pounding and the thought of him calling makes it even more painful.
"Aren't you going to answer it?" Abby's annoying voice reaches my ear and it adds to my already frantic headache. I didn't answer her; my mind is completely focused on the name and picture of Dylan.
I looked up at Naomi her eyes searching mine for any clue of whose calling. She nodded her head at me to tell her and I mouthed his name which in turn caused her to furrow her brows in confusion. She's probably wondering the same thing as me; why is he calling now?
"Answer it before it hangs up."She swiftly orders and my body seemed to catch up with my thoughts swiping the green button on my phone screen without giving it much thought.
"H...Hello?"My voice came high and pitchy before I embarrassingly cleared my throat, my vision stuck on the table and my half eaten burger.
"Amber? It's me, Dylan." his soft yet rough voice travels through the speaker and gives me chills as I tried to control my breathing.
"I know."
I waited for him to say something, anything but the next sentence that came out shocked me to the core.
"I never took you for a coward who runs away at the first sign of trouble. You surprised me stone." His dark malicious chuckle increased the throbbing headache that seemed to have set camp in my skull.
I frowned beyond confused that he has decided to start the conversation with this particular subject.
I don't know what I was actually waiting for but this simple statement had me fuming at my spot. My eyes were frantically gazing over the booth my mouth running itself before I can even give a second thought.
"You call that trouble? That isn't trouble it's bullying douche." As the words leave my mouth the table immediately fell in a stunned silence all pair of eyes staring at me confused.
"You obviously haven't been bullied in high school, had it been the case you wouldn't call what happened that." he chuckles again and I began to wonder why I want this asshole to be mine so freaking bad.
"Did you call to torment me? Did your little girlfriend got boring for your shit is that it?" My teeth gritted as I tried hard not to lose my demeanor in front of my oblivion brother and Harry who was sporting a shit eating grin on his amused face.
"Actually I called because Hunter told me they were giving out the schedule for this semester and I was wondering if you could take mine and Emma's until we get back?" He nonchalantly asked as if he wasn't jut breaking my heart into million pieces. At least what's left of it?
"What?" I didn't know what else to say except ask him to repeat the heartbreaking sentence.
"Did I stutter?" His annoyed voice came through the device stabbing at my already wounded heart and I don't know how much it can take before it breaks.
"What is wrong with you?" I didn't want to look desperate in front of everyone around the booth watching me break down but the way he was speaking to me wrenches my insides.
"God, I could've called Harry if I knew you would go ahead and be a bitch but he would give me shit about last night." My eyes lift up from my food to the green hypnotizing eyes staring back at me.
"Okay, I'll see what I can do, I'm not sure if they would allow me to but I'll try my best." My voice wavers at the end while I feel a hand grasp mine on the table letting me know they were there for me.
"I knew you would agree, I guess Emma was right about you after all."He chuckles excited that I had agreed.
"Are you still with Emma?" The question flies out of my mouth before I can stop it.
"Does that bother you?"
"Yes of course, you told me you weren't feeling her anymore, I thought you moved on from her and she was just a..." I stop before I make a fool out of myself and give Harry more reasons to give me that cocky smirk that he was still sporting.
For the longest time I had thought the guy I was speaking to was an angel who always thinks for someone else before himself, who gave me the impression of him being the nicest person I know, who was up until now kind, understanding, selfless and the best friend I could've ever wished for. But little did I know that was the part he wanted me to see and he has fooled me into thinking that I was always in the wrong but now I realize he's been playing me and it confuses me even more when I remember he hasn't done anything for him to act all sweet and caring to lure me in.
"I didn't say we were back together Amber, she just wants to have the reassurance of me being here for her when she's done parading around and just settles down."
"I don't understand, you guys are having an open relationship?" My confused but curious voice rings throughout the vacant table which was occupied by Naomi and Paul now.
"If that's what you're calling it these days."He answers and I can make out the grin plastered on his face when he said the words I was praying for him not to.
"You called because you wanted me to take the schedule right? I'm guessing you got your answer so please hang up." I plead.
I know I have the option of hanging up first but I'm pathetic and I don't want to be the one to do it. Not on him.
"Yeah just want to make sure you're not up to anything. You agreeing this fast plants this huge doubt in my head you know?" He is taunting me and I'm foolish enough to fall for every word that's dripping out of his perfect mouth.
"What could I possibly be up to? If you haven't noticed yet I'm not like you or Emma." My irritation got to me and the image I was looking at fueled it even more.
Abby and Harry were walking towards us with Bruce in his hand and they were all smiling as if my misery amuses them. I know they were probably smiling about different reasons than my own but for some reason taking out all my frustration on Harry has resulted in being easy.
He takes her hand in his pulling her towards the exit after he gave Naomi and Paul a nod and they both rushed to the door as if they couldn't stay any longer than this. If I didn't know better I would assume they were about to go down tonight but it's Harry and Abby and one thing I know for sure about them is they're both sex craved and I'm guessing they were doing exactly that in the last 3 minutes they were missing from the booth. But it sickens me to know that they had also drugged my little brother to their escapade like horny teenagers.
It gives my pounding in my head another round when I realize their departure angers me more than the conversation I'm having with Dylan.
I look at my brother who was playing with his untouched food, his face pulled into one of that sad puppy face which I'm guessing is because Harry had to leave with that hippie he calls a girlfriend.
"You're right; I didn't call to torment you I just want to let you know about the schedule. Emma will have my balls if you forget it." His voice suddenly became soft and I know this is his way of saying hang up you douche. So for that reason only I came up with another topic to keep his attention on me even though he's miles away and it's through the phone but yes again I'm one pathetic bitch.
"Before you hang up, what were you and Harry arguing about last night?" this is the least of my concerns but my whole mind was focused on making him stay on the line so I will tell him about how I got my first period if it means he'll answer back.
"Do you really want to know or are you just looking for a reason to make me stay a couple of minutes longer?" His cocky persona once again took lead busting me right where it hurts. The truth.
"No genuinely, Harry is pretty mad about it." My mouth runs itself before I could even register what I just said.
"How do you know that? Harry is in New York to stay with his father." his oblivious voice reminds me that Harry hasn't told anyone he has come after me. Or so I would like to think.
"No, he's here in Minnesota. I don't know why he lied about it, we were just having lunch." I inform him. I should feel bad that I had to tell his best mate that he wasn't exactly telling the truth or that it wasn't my place to say but it got his attention so all is good in my world.
"What is he up to? He's been pretty closed off since he just stormed out that day." He asks confusion dripping from his rough voice.
"I don't know but I'm guessing it has something to do with Abby and their new found obsession over each other."
"Who?" He was still in the dark about it and I don't know if I'm pushing it. Why didn't he tell him anything and now it even makes me want to know what they were arguing about.
"Never mind, you're better off not knowing who she is." I try to retaliate and close the door I willingly opened and I shouldn't be surprised when Dylan fires question after question.
"He told me that he wanted to settle down and that he already has someone in mind but it was back here in Hawaii and I'm guessing he hasn't met this girl you're talking about." He tries to piece together the puzzle that is Harry.
"It's complicated and he's not telling me anything. Actually he's giving me the silent treatment for reasons unknown to me." I inform the awaiting ears of Dylan about the missed information about his "friend."
"Why? The kid adores you." he mumbles and I can hear the confusion in his voice.

"Maybe because he realized he doesn't." It was my stupid excuse as to not admit he has actual feelings for me but let's be real Harry doesn't do feelings and all that sentimental shit.
And I mentally role my eyes when I don't find it in me to yell at Dylan and correct him about Harry's feelings like I did with my mum and Naomi who was still perched over the table trying her best to make out his voice from the receiving end.
"I don't really want to talk about Harry." I try to back away from the hole I just dug myself and one way or another Harry is going to find out about me snooping.
"I thought you wanted to know about the argument we had?"
Damn it, I'm never going to escape this topic about Harry and it kills me that Dylan just found comfort in this particular subject.
The only reason he's still speaking to me is because he's truly confused about Harry's behavior and he wants me to give him a guide but I'm just clueless as him if not more.
"Oh yeah, I'm concerned about you two." I lied through my teeth as my eyes scan over my brother who was still sulking over Harry leaving.
"Well, he told me he wasn't feeling this player mode anymore and that he wanted to settle down with a girl and I told him that people only like him because he's a player and these little bitches will throw themselves at him to piss of their dad and all and if he misses that title he'll lose everything which only seemed to anger him more. He told me I was a real friend note the sarcasm and he just enjoys taking advice from me. And so on." He tried to explain the major reason for his disagreement with his friend.
I don't know why but the way Dylan mentioned that Harry will lose everything if he loses his title rings in my head louder than any of his words and I find myself fuming over it.
That's not true, for better judgment Harry is an amazing human being and any girl would be lucky to have him as a boyfriend.
It surprises me that the first thought I had was not about teasing Harry along with Dylan but defend him from his mate's harmful words. But I don't dare say it out loud; the only thing I manage is a hum.
"Anyways Amber I have to go, someone is on the line."He huffs like he's annoyed at the person calling. I don't know if it's because he wanted to hear more about Harry or simply because he didn't want to end the conversation.
"I don't want to sound desperate but can you tell the person to call back I have something important to tell you." I try to drug out my limited time with him.
He chuckles, "You're pretty much running the risk either ways."
After he warned me what I have better be more important than her he finally diverted to inform the other person.
"Hold on Abby, I need to call you back in a sec." His voice was low and seductive as if he was flirting and my heart beats in my chest at the familiar name.

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