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He looks as if he swallowed glass but his expression changes to rock solid. “Get changed and get in bed. You’re staying here.”
“The hell I am. I don’t want to be in the same room as you, let alone share a bed with you.”
I get the door open a crack but he slams it shut again. “I’m sleeping in Caleb’s room, now get in the fucking bed, Kayleigh.”
Between the tone of his voice and the look on his face, I’m suddenly stone cold sober. If I didn’t know him as well as I do, I may argue it further – but I can tell it’s no use. I turn around and head for the bed, hearing the door open and then slam closed behind me.
THE NEXT MORNING, MY head is pounding. It’s been so long since I’ve had a hangover, that I forgot how much they suck. I roll over to find two Advil and a glass of orange juice sitting on the night stand. Holden.
I change back into my attire from last night, pop the two pills, and grab my things before making my way down the stairs. Just when I’m hoping to sneak out, mainly due to my massive level of embarrassment, I find Holden sitting on the couch. I drop my head down and go over to sit next to him.
“How do you feel?” He questions, drinking his own glass of OJ.
“Like I got hit by a truck. The Advil is helping though, thank you.”
He nods. “I know it doesn’t mean much, but I just want to
say that I really am sorry, for everything.”
“It means more than you think.” I whisper. “And I’m sorry for last night. You were completely right in doing what you did. I crossed a line.”
“Honestly, I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same in your position.”
I smirk. “You mean you would have hit on Riley?”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “You’re a menace, but I love you.”
“I love you too.” I respond honestly, but when he reaches to hold my hand, I look at him with tears in my eyes. “But I don’t trust you now.”
“Is this really worth losing us over, though?” He pleads. “Let me earn your trust back, or at least let me try.”
“That’s the thing. I don’t know if you can.” I wipe the tears from my face and stand up, lightly pulling my hand from his. “I just need some more time to figure it out.”
Just as I get to the exit, I’m about to open the door when he grabs my wrist. “Kayleigh, wait.” He says tenderly. “Whether you want me to try or not, I’m going to do everything in my power to gain your trust back. In the meantime, come back to chem. You’re in risk of failing and I’d hate to see that happen to you.”
I look down at the floor and nod, but he places his knuckle underneath my chin and lifts my head. He looks deep into my eyes and leans in slowly, giving me the chance to stop him but I don’t move. Pressing his lips to mine, he kisses me softly and caresses my cheek with his thumb. I’m completely paralyzed, yet when he could use my weakness to his advantage – he doesn’t. Instead, he takes a step back and opens the door.
As I walk down the sidewalk, there’s one thing I feel I need to do. I take out my phone and scroll to Holden’s contact.
Unblock Number
A FEW DAYS PASS, and Holden has kept his word. Once he realized I unblocked his number, I thought he would blow up my phone again. To my surprise, he has only sent me a text or two each day – letting me know he’s thinking about me. He even sent flowers to my dorm, trying to show me how much I mean to him. It’s not like he can’t get someone else, but he wants me. Even watching his game last night, he wouldn’t so much as glance at another girl. While it doesn’t fix everything, it definitely helps.
I walk into Chemistry and smile shyly at the surprise on Holden’s face.
“Miss Jacobs.” My professor greets me judgingly. “Nice of you to finally join us again.”
Holding in my laughter, I go over to our lab desk and take a seat. Holden is clearly trying to mask his amusement as well. I nudge him playfully, but freeze when he grabs my elbow. He leans over and kisses my cheek quickly.
“Sorry. I couldn’t resist.”
I blush. “It’s okay.”
Spending the next half hour of class, I find myself looking at Holden the way I did before all of this. I even start to grow hope that we can get back to how we were. Unfortunately, it’s short lived. As Holden walks away to get another beaker, I hear his phone vibrate on the desk. When I glance at it, my stomach sinks.
New Message: Bianca Vanderlin
Before I have a mental break down in the middle of class, I toss my things in my bag and head toward the door. Unfortunately, Holden notices and follows quickly behind me.
