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His voice is full of anguish as he pleads, but I don’t fall for it this time. I don’t let it get to me like it did before.

“And I said yes, Alec, just not tonight because I have plans.”

“Yeah, with a fucking lad who wants to get into your knickers,” he grits out, pulling at his hair.

I scoff. He’s unbelievable. “Don’t start that shit again. We’re friends and you fucking well know it,” I snap, my temper rising.

“Do I? You’ve got a funny way of fucking showing it when you choose that loser over your own boyfriend,” he shouts.

I take a step back, trying to calm my breathing, but it doesn’t work.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I shout back. “What about last night, when you choseyourfriends over me? Last night when weactuallyhad plans to go out? What does that make you?”

“It’s not the same,” he roars, throwing his hands up.

“No, it’s not, because I’m not ditching you. I’m not standing you up to go hang out with Logan. I madeplanswith him and I’m going to stick to them, unlike you.”

He looks at me with a murderous expression, like he’s ready to shake some sense into me, but he fights against it.

“It’s me or him,” he blurts out. I see a flash of regret in his eyes, but it’s gone in an instant. His back straightens and he stares at me dead in the eye, daring me to answer.

“I’m not choosing. You have no right to ask me to,” I tell him, my voice calm, but there’s nothing calm about my raging heart.

“Yes, I do. I have every right,” he bites out. “It’s me or him.” His voice is demanding, curt, and short.

“I’m not cancelling my plans,” I tell him stubbornly. I look at him and can’t understand how he has the nerve to even ask this of me.

“Fuck you. Fuck this.” He laughs, but there’s no humour in it. “Enjoy your night. I hope he’s worth it.” He storms out, slamming the front door behind him, causing me to flinch.

The flat is silent. The only sound I can hear is my heavy breathing.

Wetness coats my cheeks. I hadn’t even realised I’d started crying, but now that I do, more tears fall. A sob tears from my throat and I fall on my bed, my body heavy and weak as I cry into my pillow.

CHAPTER NINE

It seems getting your heart broken and crying puts a strain on you. Once again, I fell asleep, this time from crying.

Allie accidentally woke me up when she got back, and I’ve just finished filling her in on mine and Alec’s argument. She looks shocked, her mouth agape.

“I can’t believe him. What an arse. He stands you up, leaves you waiting for him all night, then has the nerve to tell you to cancel your already made plans. As if he expected you to drop everything for him,” she says, her words heated and angry on my behalf. It almost causes me to smile.

Almost.

“I know,” I sigh, not knowing what else to say to that.

“It’s manipulation, Willow. He can’t really expect you to choose. It’s like he thinks he can say jump and you’ll say how high. A relationship shouldn’t be like that.”

She has a point. “I just don’t get how it came to this. Uni was meant to be a new experience for me, this big milestone in my life. But everything seems to be going to shit.”

“It’s not. Maybe this is fate’s way of telling you he isn’t worthy of you. What are your plans for the night now? Are you still planning on going to Logan’s?”

“Yeah, I am. I might be in a bad place right now, but once I’ve had a drink or two, I’ll be fine. I hope,” I admit. Although, I’m lying to myself if I really believe alcohol will fix what’s happened.

“Good. Don’t let that arse ruin your plans,” she tells me encouragingly. I’m waiting for her to clap me on the shoulder while saying, ‘that’s the spirit’.

I pull my best friend in the whole world in for a tight hug. I love this girl to the moon.

“I do love you, Allie Davis.”

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