Chapter <b>62 </b>
Addison
I cried on the way home.
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It’s just one day into my rtionship with Marco and I’m feeling this way. I had assumed that after getting together with him, I was never gonna get sad ever again. I had thought it was gonna be smooth, utterly rosy between us, but it seems that it had been nothing but wistful imaginations.
I angrily wiped my tears away, feeling embarrassed when my eyes caught the eyes of the driver, but I was thankful he remained silent throughout most of the ride. I bit on my bottom lip as I ran my fingers through my hair, then I nced out the window. When dressing up for the dinner this evening, I had thought that Marco and I would fall into bed together after the dinner with his family, cause I did assume that the dinner was gonna go as smooth as butter. Which was why underneath this dress, I had on a new set ofcy underwear.
But that was clearly going to waste tonight, cause the dinner ended up being a disaster, and Marco and I ended up having a fight, our first fight as a couple since we got back together. I exhaled again while silently reminding myself that fights were somethingpletely normal between couples. People in rtionships fight <i>a </i>lot, and the fights end up bringing them closer to each other, so I had nothing to worry about. That was it.
As the uber finally pulled up in front of my apartment, I paid and alighted the car, and as I made my way up the old staircase leading upstairs to my apartment, my mind wandered towards Zane. I wondered what he was doing right now, if he was still at the dinner, or if he had left with his perfect girlfriend. I bet he and his girlfriend didn’t get into a fight like Marco and I, which means they’d undoubtedly end up fucking tonight. A bitter taste ended up settling on my tongue and I ended up exhaling shakily, then I got my doors opened and stepped into my house.
My heart fluttered a little at the memory of Zane defending me tonight, when Marco had remained silent. That made me feel a little hot to think about. He could have just acted oblivious, after all now that we weren’t ying pretend anymore, he has no reason to still defend me, but he still did that anyway. My heartbeat elerated a little and I couldn’t believe that I was feeling giddy from just thinking about that.
The encounter we both had today had made me feel a lot of things, and I had even promised myself that I wasn’t gonna think about it, but I’ve ended up doing just that cause I was reying the entire conversation in my head. He has said he didn’t think Marco deserved me, and I had defended Marco cause Marco was cool, and he was… he was good to me, right? So he did deserve me,
Yes. He does deserve me. We might have fought tonight but it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. We’d still end up ironing things out between us, then we’d be a happy couple once again.
My phone vibrated in my purse and I frowned before fishing it out while wondering who it was that was calling. I almost dropped my phone from shock at the name shing on my screen right now.
It was Zane!
I literally couldn’t believe that I had just been thinking about him right now and he was calling. My heartbeat was all over the ce, and my hands shook as I blinked at the screen, his name was still right there, I hadn’t misread anything. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt like I might faint.
10:13 <b>Sat</b><b>, </b>Sep <b>6 </b>
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Should I ept the call? Should I not? What does he want to talk about? And at this time?? It was almost midnight!
Oh god.
In the end, I didn’t end up epting the call and it finally stopped ringing. As I heaved out a long sigh, the phone began to ring in the very next moment. My stomach was clenched tightly from nervousness and I remained rooted in the same spot before slowly epting the call.
“Did you avoid my first call on purpose?” He asked as soon as I pressed the phone against my ear, which made me splutter.
“What?” I spluttered,pletely caught off guard while my heart pounded hard against my ribs.
“Answer the question.” He continued and I scoffed after finally starting to rx.
“I don’t have to answer any of your questions, Zane.” I told him, and the sound of him snorting made my cheeks reddened.
My heart was still pounding hard and my stomach was still clenched while I wondered why he was calling me right now.
“Where are you?” He asked and I bit my bottom lip, unsure of how to respond.
“Why are you asking?” I ended up shooting back.
“I just wanna know.” He drawled and I ran my fingers through my hair before responding.
“Well, I’m home right now.” I finally mumbled in response and he hummed.
“Alone?” He asked and my cheeks flushed once again.
“What’s that to you?”
He signed this time. “You’re so defensive tonight, Addison. Why is that?”
I bit on my bottom lip while feeling called out.
“Im not defensive, Zane.” I finally breathed out. “And why are you calling me? You don’t have your little girlfriend to keeppany tonight?” I shot back before I could stop myself.
I instantly began to curse myself out internally because I just know how that must have sounded, like I was jealous, which I totally wasn’t.
Zaneughed on the other side of the phone and as my cheeks burned brightly, I wished the ground could open up and swallow me. I hated to admit it but I’ve missed that Rich sound of hisugh, and s, that sound still made my stomach clench tightly like it used to do back when we were fake dating.
“So, wannae over?”