Chapter 25

"So Sonny what are you hiding? Let's read the text from… My Love… Pfff so cheesy…"

"Hey Sonny of my dreams. Can't wait to see you tonight." And "I already miss you. I love you so much. Will H."

"Well, I guess I have found what I was looking for." Sam said with a smirk. The phone beeped once again. "Meet me at my place. My parents won't be here… LY." Sam read the new text and couldn't help but laugh. "So corny… How can Sonny live with that cheesiness?"

Sam reached his own phone and snapped a picture of Sonny and Will's conversation. Once the photo was done, he deleted the conversation with Will. He took advantage of Sonny's not being here to delete Will's number from Sonny's phone too. To make it more realistic, he deleted some other numbers and conversations including his own. "Sonny will think it's a problem with his phone and by the time he gets Horton's number back, Will will be mad at him for standing him up."

He then put Sonny's phone where he took it. He went through his gallery and found the picture he just took. "Now, let's see how I can use this to my advantage…"

3 minutes later, Sonny was back at the table and went through his bag frantically.

"Hey Sonny, what's going on? What are you looking for?" Sam asked.

"My phone. I was sure I had it in my pocket with my wallet and I can't find it anymore… I just hope I didn't lose it!"

Sam eyed discretely the phone beside Sonny's plate and looked at Sonny who seemed so stressed about it that it was funny. "You dummy, it's here." Sam pointed at the cell and Sonny grabbed him quickly.

"Thank you so much Sam. I really thought I lost it. And given I have a very, very important meeting tonight, I couldn't afford not having it… Because I don't know where… Well…"

"Sonny, Sonny you can stop your rambling. I get it. You got your phone back so everything is good. Can I ask with whom you have this meeting?"

"With my boyfriend. He was supposed to text me where I have to meet him tonight." Sonny affirmed with a smile.

"Well, it didn't ring or beep so I don't think he sent you anything."

"That's weird. Well I'll send him something after my class." Sonny said still with a smile. "By the way, I have to go. My class is going to begin. It was great catching up a little with you."

"Yeah sure. It was… a pleasure."

"See you later Sam." Sonny smiled before parting ways. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to send a text to Will now. He put his phone on silent mode and entered the amphitheater.

After seeing Sonny leave, Sam gathered his belongings and threw the remaining of his lunch away. He then went to his classroom where he had to wait 30 more minutes before his class could begin. He would take advantage of this time to elaborate his plan.

Will had been stressed since the lunch break and it had been seen by all his friends. He spent all his time staring at his phone, no matter if they were in class or during a break between two classes. They were now on their way to their last class with Mr. Michaels. Will was walking ahead of all of them with his head down. Kareem approached Will and put his hand on his shoulder and snapped him out of his thoughts. Will jerked his head up and looked at him.

"Man, what's going on? You've been glued to your screen since the lunch. What are you waiting for?"

"Sonny and I are supposed to meet just after this class and I sent him a text almost 3 hours ago. He didn't text me back. It's not his habit. He always answers me."

"Wow Will, relax! He must have classes right now and he put his phone on silent. He'll answer you after this class. Don't worry…"

"I guess you're right! Sorry I'm just freaking out!"

"Yeah I saw that! But you don't have to worry, we witnessed you two acting around each other and there is no doubt at all that Sonny is crazy in love with you. And I'm sure that nothing or no one will change that so chill out and stop worrying!" Kareem advised him, shaking slightly his shoulders.

"You're right!" Will smiled. "Thanks!"

"Yes I prefer a smile on this pretty face of yours. What friends are here for?" Kareem winked at him. "Let's go! Mr. Michaels must be waiting for us."

And waiting, he sure was. Sam was standing next to the door, greeting every student with a smile. When he saw Will come in, his smile was tighter and faked. But Will didn't notice it and just walked past him to his seat beside Brian. Once all the students were presents, Sam closed the door and began his class. When he was not writing on the board, he was facing the audience and watching closely to Will and Brian. He noticed that Will wasn't paying attention to the class and he seemed a little down. Sam was sure he was a part of it and that made him squeal inside.

Contrarily to Will, Brian seemed completely over the moon. Sam had noticed him smiling widely during every class without any reason and he was surprised. He surprised himself checking Brian out. He was completely his type of man, brown hair, big eyes and a killer smile but he wasn't Sonny. So Sam shook his head and returned to his previous explanation.

5 minutes before the end of the class, Sam decided to stop what they were doing to give his students their last exams. "So, globally you all did well. There's just one student I want to see at the end of the lesson." At that moment, Will heard Brian whisper. "I hope it's me…"

"Really man? You would prefer to stay here with him?"

"Hell yeah! Did you look at him? This man defined hot!"

"He's not that hot…" Will said, with a hidden ounce of jealousy. He didn't really like the fact that his boyfriend's ex was considered as hot or sexy by his best friends. But unfortunately, he couldn't tell them who that man was to Sonny.

"Being with Sonny really made you a monk or what? You don't even recognize hotness when you see it? (…) 'Sorry I forgot Sonny is everything you need! And oh my god, he's the sexiest, the hottest guy ever and he's the only one for me…'"Brian jokingly imitated Will, exaggerating on the horny teenager side.

"Hey I never said it like that… You jerk!"

"Come on Will! When you talk about him, you look like a fangirl." Brian couldn't repressed his smile and poked gently Will in his shoulder.

"Now shut up, the professor is coming our way."

"Here you go Brian." Sam said, reaching out to give him his paper back. His hands were now empty from papers and he was about to go back to his office when Will stopped him. "Sorry Mr. Michaels but you didn't give me my paper…"

"Yeah I know I didn't! You are actually the one who I have to see now. So don't go just now…" Sam affirmed, moving away from them.

"Come on Will. It's not fair! You already have Sonny and now Mr. Michaels? You could share a little huh?!" Brian whispered to Will with a pouting face.

"Believe me; I would prefer not being here stuck with him. I'm supposed to meet Sonny now. I hope it's not going to take too long…"

"Yeah right…" Brian winked at him and left the amphitheater followed by the others. Will and Sam were now alone in the big room and Will felt nervous and sick at the same time. He couldn't stand being in the same room with Sam when there were other people and it was worse when they were alone. He stood up from his chair and went to the desk where Sam was looking through his papers as if Will wasn't here. Will cleared his throat but Sam didn't move and kept looking at his files. Will reached out in his pocket to take his phone and send a quick message to Sonny to tell him he wouldn't be able to see him. As soon as he had his phone in hand, Sam's head shot up and he stopped Will putting his hand on Will's phone. "Hey give it back…" Will exclaimed, surprised by Sam sudden action.

"Where do you think you are Mr. Horton? You are in a classroom and I'm still here so you're not allowed to text whoever you want. It's not because your name is Horton that you are allowed to do anything you want. You have to show your teachers some respect."

Will couldn't believe what he was hearing. This guy in front of him was talking about respect when he never showed any sign toward him. "Excuse me… Sir but I had something to do tonight so I just want to warn the person that I will be late…"

"Your private life is not my business. You're in class and texting in class is not allowed." He took Will's phone away from him and put it on his desk. "So for now, I'm keeping it and you'll have it back after our little time together."

"You realize we are in college and not in middle school, right? You really think you have the right to take my phone as if I was 13 years old?"

"I don't care in which grade we are Mr. Horton… So now on the topic of your exam, you didn't manage to have a good enough grade so you have to do it all over again. And you're going to do it now…"

"What? But the test lasted 3hours!"

"Well, hurry up! The quicker you begin, the sooner you'll be done…" Sam took blank papers from his drawer and gave them to a dumbfounded Will. "You should go now… Unless what you had to do isn't important?! I know I have all my time." He smirked.

Will grabbed angrily the papers and went to his seat and read the questions. Doubtful, he read the questions once more. It seemed very familiar; he already did a similar test. He was pretty sure he had succeeded the test back then. He remembered leaving the class that day full of joy comparing his answers with the others and being right every time. So it was nearly impossible for him to have failed the test. He looked up and saw that Sam was busy reading so he figured that he would finish the test as fast as he could putting every answer as he remembered and maybe he would be able to go out earlier than planned.

Sam was reading Will's latest test and he was frustrated. Will had perfectly succeeded the test but pretending he didn't was the only thing Sam could have thought about to keep him here. He knew it was obvious but it was Will's word against his and the professor was always the one to be believed. He went through the whole test searching for just one mistake and he didn't find one. Will seemed to be the best student of the University and it was infuriating Sam. He looked up at Will who was completely concentrated on the test and wondered if he would do no mistake again. He was snapped out of his thoughts by a slight vibration. He reached for his phone and saw that it was Sonny's number calling. He pushed immediately on the "refuse" button and checked Will to make sure he didn't see anything. "How can he call him if I deleted his number?"

Sonny was pacing his apartment. He was still waiting for a text from Will indicating him where they were going to meet. But nothing ever came and he was beginning to worry. He went through his contacts but never found Will's number.

"Hey what's going on? Why can't I find his number in my phone? The conversation and the number… Where are they?" He went through every app on his phone, searching for Will's number. After checking everything, he noticed that it wasn't the only number missing. "That's weird! Where are Kareem's, Brian's, Sam's and the Dean's numbers? I must have caught a virus. Fortunately I know Will's number by heart…"

He dialed the number and it rang once before going straight to voicemail. "Did he just hang up on me? What did I do?"

To be continued…