Page 79 of Until Him

I’m walking swiftly through campus, trying to get to my next class, when I see him. I notice him everywhere I go now; it’s like my eyes have been calibrated to home in on him. It’s been a week since I confessed my heartbreak to him, and Logan has been infuriatingly kind.

But he hasn’t touched me either.

I just watch him get off after every study session, and it’s so impersonal that it makes my stomach hurt. I don’t even want to do it anymore.

Logan makes no move to stay after. He just cleans himself up, says goodbye to Curie, and leaves.

I miss him.

I spent the entire week obsessing over him, even eating those vegetables his dad gave me until there were none left, and I hate vegetables.

Jesus, I’m messed up.

“Logan, stop!” A feminine voice squeals, and I look over to see a girl perched on his lap, her mouth wide open and laughing.

Is he tickling her?

Jesus.

I force my gaze away from them and pick up my pace. I need to get to class anyway. So what if I’m a little early?

“Theo!” Logan shouts, but I don’t turn around; I walk faster. I’ll just pretend like I don’t hear him. It’s better this way.

Better for my heart.

“Hey!” his voice draws closer and then his hand is on my shoulder, pulling me to a stop. “Hey, why are you running?”

“I didn’t hear you,” I lie, not meeting his eyes.

Logan lets go of me and runs a hand across his chest. “Yeah, okay, if you say so.”

We just stand there awkwardly for a minute, visions of the way he kissed me so tenderly weighing heavily on me. I can still feel him inside of me.

“I have to go,” I say, and Logan lets out a huff.

“Fine.”

“And you have your friends to go back to,” I say, looking over his shoulder and seeing a group of people watching us.

“Shit, Theo. Is that what this is about?”

I roll my lips between my teeth and look away.

“I don’t fit,” I whisper, and Logan reaches out, his hand clasping onto my neck.

“You fit with me just fine. You just don’t want to.”

God, I want to. But it’s not that simple, is it? It can’t be.

I swallow, trying not to meet his eyes, but unable to resist the pull.

“I’ll see you at six?” I ask and Logan lets go of me and nods.

“Yeah.”

And as I walk away, his gaze heavy on me, I feel my heart crumble just a little.

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