Avoid

Chapter 17

      I'd decided that night to avoid him now the best I could. I've said this before but I really should! This was a step too far going off at Tom then not two minutes later sleeping with Lucy. There's too many different signals he gives off.
    I'm over emotional right now probably because my period is due. Tears rolled down my face why did I have to be attracted to someone like him. I've kept waiting on hope to find someone and my silly brain seemed to think it was him.

    I'd got up a couple of times to be sick. Maybe I misjudged how much beer I'd actually had. One of the times Mateo had come out of his bedroom. He shocked me when he held my hair back and asked if I wanted a drink getting. When I'd stop being sick I looked him in the eyes.
   "Don't act like you care! Go back to doing Lucy. I'll stay out of your way."
   He looked as if I'd punched him in the stomach.
He let out a deep breath running his fingers through his hair. His chin now up in the air but his eyes looking down at me as if he was having an internal battle with himself tugging at his hair.
    "Just go back to Lucy."
  I got up off the bathroom floor and rushed past him. I heard the door slam he must of gone out.
Good. That way I don't have to see him. I do feel a little bit for Lucy but I've had enough of him. Now I'm going to avoid him like he did me.

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   I was stood in the kitchen with my cup of coffee and pile of books. I was reading through my maths help book when Mateo walked in wearing the same clothes from last night. Do not think about where he was. It doesn't matter where he was!
        I grabbed my books in a haste trying to carry them all with my coffee to head to my room.
   "Where you going so fast nitty bitty?"
I dropped all my books..
The air in the room felt like it had been sucked out. Now the familiarity I could see.
   "I think you best pick them up, your making the place look untidy."
"What did you just call me?"

    The cheeky bastard was trying to get a rise out of me saying I make a mess when in actual fact it's him!! The worst bit though I knew what he called me and knew exactly who he was.
     One of the boys from school who teased me, toyed with me. He was so mean to me. It makes so much sense now why I thought he seemed familiar. But he was the only person that ever called me that. I can't believe I never realised before. He was a pretty boy then, just now he's a fully grown man.
      I've spent a long time trying to forget my past but yet here is the boy who taunted my dreams at night, from all the horrible stuff he did. This reminder of my shit past wasn't needed. This man standing in front of me being the boy who teased me! I mean for all the people in the world it had to be him.
Why couldn't my past just stay there!
I started grabbing my books from the floor. I could hear his footsteps getting closer I scrambled for them.
      "Your the boy! The awful mean one that tortured me." I glared at him.
     "I thought you already knew."
   "No. I just thought you was a mean asshole who has made it quite clear he doesn't like me in the slightest. You haven't changed though! Your still the same ass. I was stupid in wanting you to want me. I'm done playing game's with the devil."
     I didn't mean to say the last bit. I felt embarrassed that I did. The fact I officially let him know my feelings. It's just my words came rushing out all jumbled up. I turned to walk away but he grabbed my wrist stopping me.
      "You haven't changed in some ways either. Who said I didn't want you? I just warned you that you'd only get burnt in the end."
       "You said you don't want me in the way you behave and act towards me. Yet other women I see you with, you don't seem to find a problem with."
     "Your different." He said slowly considering his choice of words.
  "Yeah soo different that's why you piss me off on purpose and act like you don't like me."
   He huffed, I pulled my wrist from his grip.
    "I know how it is. Don't worry! Like I said I'll stay out of your way."

   I had hurried to my bedroom and half an hour later heard a knock.
    "It's me. Will you open the door?" He said in a gruff voice.
   "No. Go away."
"You missed a book..... Lacey? ...Fair enough I'll just leave it here then grump."
      The cheeky get was trying to get a reaction knowing full well he's the one that's moody.

     Twenty minutes later I opened the door and there was my book, not just my book though stood on top was his shower gel with a sticky note on saying 'You still pong, so here have this."
       I couldn't help but smile. He knew I really liked it and he'd hid it from me. I picked it up smelling it hmmm.. it smells of him his masculine divine smell. I hugged them to me and went back in my room.
      This was his apology, this apology had to be one of the most random strangest but best I'd had. I kept smelling his shower gel and couldn't wait for my next shower to use it.
      He had done it in a way without having to say sorry but also still being him, telling me I smell.
  Maybe he just loves to tease me, one day if he keeps this up I'm going to make him tell me why. I just can't believe it's him, I spent so long avoiding my dad and people who are mean. Yet here I am drawn to what I'd been avoiding from my past. He's present and I can't help feeling confused by it all..