12 Comforting Roommate
_^ Ashley Wood^_
After the game I was fed upwind the looks Nick had been given me. They made me feel more and more guilty about a dare- one that meant nothing.
After he dodged my I wanted to leave there and then, but I didn't want yo make any one feel bad or anything, so I sucked it up and got through another hour of torcher.
And then Matt, Kelsie, Alex, Ben, Ella Joe and Holly start to drink. And I had my escape. I didn't mind what Nick would think of me of I left, surely he'd understand?
I got up and slowly started to walk back to my dorm room worn Evan turned me around to look at him.
"If you wanna go, I'm coming with you. You font seem in the happiest mood ever." He gave me a tight smile and walk out the door before me and held it open off me to follow.
I looked back at Nick with one last apologetic look as his face tensed up even more, as I began to walk back.
What a way for my fake prom night to go.
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I stood in the shower just thought. He wouldn't think that that kiss between Evan and I meant anything did he?
Why would he think that? Doesn't he trust me? Maybe he doesn't feel exactly the same way as I do... Should I tell him that I loved him?
Questions ran from my mind, some completely irrelevant, but it came to one conclusion.
Not to tell him everything I felt and don't get so close to Evan.
Knock, knock.
Evans fist tapped on the bathroom for twice before he spoke. "You ok, Ash? You been in there a while."
"Erm, y-yes." I stuttered. "I'll be out in a sec."
I heard a faint 'ok' before I wrapped my body in a towel and squeezed the majority of the water out of my hair.
I ran to my closest and got my underwear, a pair of shorts and a baggy top before returning to the bathroom to get changed.
"You ok, darlin'?" Evan asked- obviously he had decided on my nick name.
"Please don't call me that." I responded and walk to my bed.
"Unless you answer me, I'm going to keep saying it." He sat by my bed. I don't say anything back to him. "Darling, darlin', darling, darlin'." He repeated in a posh and chavy manner, different in each word.
Evan kept repeating his words until I had finally had enough about ten minuets later.
"Fine!" I huffed. "Nicks pissed at me and I dint know if he actually treats me and its worrying me, because his always there and he knows everything about me and please ago me because I ramble when I'm nervous, which is something he kn-"
"Hey, darling, calm down. If his with you he should trust you, i bet his told you a lot if you've gold him everything about you so that must meal he trusts you. His just a big jealous about what happen between you and me." He swung his arm around my shoulder and spoke to me comfortingly.
"Nothing happened between you and me." I almost snapped- i was not in a good frame of mind. "And its you and I not 'you and me'."
I had a problem with correcting peoples grammar when they spoke,I really hated it when people didn't get their grammar right. It happened with everyone but Nick. But then normally I would hate a lot of thing Nick did. For some reason he changes that.
"You really are British, aren't you, darling?" He smirked and scoffed, looking down on me.
"Yeah, I am. I'm find, just go now." I stated.
"Yeah, no," he told me. "Your upset and you need someone tonight. So either he comes or I'm staying." Evan insisted.
"I don't think that would help one bit."
"He needs to learn to trust you." He replied.
"Evan, there's no way you are doing this, I'm not comfortable and-" I stopped when he laid down behind me and I realised I wasn't getting rid of him.
Nick should trust me.
I repeated in my head as Evans arm pulled my waist tighter to him.
Nothing is going on between Evan and I.
I continuously out the sentences through my mind as I slowly let sleep over take me...