Gabby's POV: Chapter 22
"Best Friend are you still up?" I heard Stephanie's sleepy voice said behind me.
"Yeah, what's up." I whispered back and she started laughing.
"Girl I keep waiting for you to fall asleep before me." she laughed and I looked at her.
"It's okay, Steph you should get some sleep." I said smiling in the dark.
"Will you wake me up if you start crying again?" I said yes and pinky promised and just like that she was out like a light. Once I got here I explained everything to her and we spent the next few hours drinking and watching stupid funny movies. After dinner her parents went out for the night and it was just the two of us since Kevin never showed up for dinner. I was now fully sober and wide awake at 3 in the morning just blinking in the dark. I got up and went to use the bathroom, and when I got back to bed I noticed I just received a message. I looked at my phone and started laughing. Reagan had put her name in my phone as 'Favorite Proff'. I opened her text and smiled.
*Happy Thanksgiving, Hope you have a goodnight.* she texted.
You too, why are you still up? I texted her back
*I should be asking you that. I thought you'd be asleep already* she replied instantly and I smiled.
Long day, can't sleep. You?
*same, hey you were supposed to text me if something happened...
I know, but I didn't want to bother you
*Next time text me Gabby I mean it. Do you wanna talk about it?
Too much to type, maybe when I see you if you're still interested. What happened to you?
*Too much to type. Maybe when I see you :)
What's going through your mind?
*You want the truth?
Always
*You.
What about me?
*I miss you. Today was rough, but thinking about you helped.
I miss you more. I wish I was there.
*Me too. I don't like the thought of you being stressed or getting hurt. You still won't tell me who hurt you?
It's in the past. I'm okay now I promise. I don't like the thought of you being unhappy. And you're always sad.
*That's not true. I'm always happy around you.
Yeah but I can see through your smile.
*What're you? Some kind of therapist?
No. just someone who cares about you a lot.
*You barely know me Gabby...why do you care so much?
Honestly I can't explain it. I just do. Ever since that night I feel so attached to you. I care about you, a lot.
*I care about you too, even though I don't always show it. I do.
What are you so afraid of exactly? I know you could lose your job and all. But can't you work somewhere else? At least you'd be happy.
It's not that easy. My life is complicated and I don't want you to get hurt. I care too much to get you involved in my mess.
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