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“The fuck?” I grumble.
“Everything okay?” I jump at the sound of Clarke’s voice, turning to find her standing right behind me.
How long has she been there?
“Yeah, Kat just being Kat.” I shrug, fixing the ball cap on my head.
“She seems really cool.”
Okay, so clearly she heard nothing.I let out a slow sigh of relief, instantly pissed at myself for being relieved. Yesterday, I’d be praying she heard us so she’d end this and I could get back to my actual life. But today…
I don’t know.
I guess I’m starting to like playing pretend.
“She is. She’s also a major pain in my ass most days.” I force a smile, a sudden uneasiness settling in my gut.
I’m uncertain… And I’m never uncertain about anything.
“I can’t imagine you’re a peach to work with either.” She crinkles her nose in the most adorable fucking way and the feeling intensifies.
It’s unsettling as fuck.
I suddenly have an overwhelming need to prove Kat wrong, and maybe prove something to myself while I’m at it.
“Yeah, well.” I shrug. “I actually have somewhere to be. You good to find your own way home?”
My abruptness definitely catches her off guard as I watch her expression go from relaxed, to confused, to maybe even a little pissed in a matter of seconds.
“You’re going to leave me here?” She pulls her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose and meets my gaze.
“Yeah, well, Kat got me an audition that I didn’t know about until a few minutes ago. I can order a car for you if you’re not able to do it yourself.”
“Because I’m that reliant on you already, suddenly I don’t know how to order an Uber,” she scoffs. “Night meet day.” She regards me for a long moment before pushing her glasses back up.
I bite my tongue.
Prove you don’t care about her.
“Thank you.” A humorless smile tugs at her lips.
“For what?”
“For beingexactlywho I thought you were. And here I thought maybe I had misjudged you. A mistake I won’t make again.”
Her last words drip with disdain as she spins around and heads back toward the bleachers, passing Nick in the process, who follows her retreat for a brief moment before turning back toward me. Only my focus isn’t on him, it’s her.
The media has cleared at this point so the fact that I pissed her off shouldn’t matter, yet for reasons I don’t entirely understand, I feel immense regret watching her walk away.
“What’s with her?” Nick asks when he reaches me, concern clear in his voice.
“What the fuck do you care?” I spit, unnecessarily taking my aggravation out on him.
I’m just not sure what I’m more agitated with–the fact that I just claimed asshole of the year award for no fucking reason at all, or that all I want to do is run across the field and beg for her forgiveness.
Keep walking, Tyler. You don’t actually like her.You can worry about the fallout later. I’m sure it’s nothing a little ass kissing can’t fix. Maybe I’ll buy her some expensive gift.
Likethatwould work. I roll my eyes, wishing like hell I could shut my voice the fuck up.
