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“From you. You said it was over when Mason asked me out. So, what?” She shrugged wildly. “Mason asks me out and that’s it? I lose your friendship? I have to choose between him and you?”
That had not been my intention. Not by a long shot. But I’d honestly not expected that she’d still want anything from me once school went back. When she had Mason to deal with all her…funks, what was she going to need – or want – me for?
“Fuck!” I huffed. “No. That’s not what I meant. I just thought it was a little immoral for us to have sex after he asks you out.”
“Well, duh. But that means we can’t even hang out?”
“No! I just assumed you’d be going on your date.”
“When you obviously needed me?”
“Well, you weren’t exactly there anyway, were you?” My voice was too loud, but I couldn’t stop it.
“I assumed we were over!” she shouted sarcastically.
“Barlow, come on!” I cried. “What do you actually think will happen when he asks you out for real, huh? You and I are still going to sit in your room and watch movies or lie in my truck and look at the stars? I don’t really think your boyfriend is going to be okay with that.”
“So, in essence, I do have to choose. I say yes to Mason, and I lose your friendship?”
Fuck. Why was this so difficult? And why was I the voice of reason here? I could have just let things go on as they were, not brought it up, and maybe nothing would ever change. But no, I was over there practically championing fucking Mason Cater taking away the only good thing in my life.
Because it’s better for her,I reminded myself.
“No, I’m always going to be here for you. But the nature of our relationship is going to have to change. That’s just how it is.”
“Fine,” she huffed. “But that day hasn’t come, okay? Whatever relationship I have with Mason is none of your goddamn business and you have no right to change our relationship unless you’re unhappy with it! No other reason!”
She was very adamant. She was very passionate. She’d given me a raging boner. And I couldn’t argue with her anymore. She wanted nothing to change, then nothing was going to change. Had I been a dog, I would have rolled over on my back and given her my throat. She was totally in charge here.
I held my hands up. “Okay. We keep on keeping on until you give the word, Barlow.”
She nodded and I noticed she was breathing heavily.
“Can I hug you now?” I asked her, taking a tentative step towards her.
She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before getting out, “I was just a total dick.”
I would take her being a dick any day. That was how it worked; we accepted each other as we were. I couldn’t not accept her how she was, promise or no. Every her was perfect to me and I felt lucky she’d share any of them with me.
I shrugged. “Happens to the best of us. I was a dick first, so it wasn’t entirely uncalled for,” I said as I stepped forward again. “Can I hug you now?”
“Why?” she asked, like she didn’t deserve it.
“You’re still being a dick,” I pointed out.
She actually stuck her tongue out at me, and I knew it was finally done. Not us. The weirdness. The argument. The uncertainty. We knew where we stood again. For now.
I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her neck.
“Are you going to stop being a dick now?” I asked.
“Are you?” she countered.
I laughed. “I might.”
“I might not.”
“I can live with that.”
