You didn't even bother coming to practice on Thursday, Friday...or even Saturday. And none of the girls even had a clue you were back. Honestly, you don't know why you came back, It was only one more week then you'd go back to New York for winter holidays. Thinking back to it...there was only one other time you two fought and it was over her boyfriend.
Flashback - December 3rd - Last year - It was a Friday and it was Chloe and Tom's year anniversary, and of course you were upset that they hadn't broken up yet. Cause in all honesty, he was probably the worst boyfriend ever. So when she texted you during that whole week, you kept the texts short and the calls clipped.
It was 11:16PM when you heard a knock at the door and opened up to a very cute but blubbering redhead. She immediately leaped into your arms and started sob-talking right away, It was really hard for you to hear but all you could make out was that he cancelled again. Like seriously, this is getting old, this has been the 12th date he's cancelled, like might as well live on your damn couch. After about an hour or so of you just hugging her while you two sat on the couch you couldn't take it anymore..so you blurted out "Why are you even with him?" The question took her aback and she just stared at you. It was like a "Did you really just ask that question?" kind of stare.
She answered as it was a matter of fact "Because we love each other!, You can't seriously be that dull right?" It was your turn to stare at her, but the only difference was that your poker face came into play. You pointed a finger at her, your voice raising a little louder "YOU, can't be serious right now! THAT is not love, I don't even know what that shit is! He's only using you for sex!, You're the dull one, not me!" With that she smacked you square across the face and immediately regretted it when she saw your eyes. The normal dark blue was replaced with a mossy green, something that only shows when you're extremely angry.
She slightly cowered when she saw the anger in your eyes and in the coldest tone you replied never staring away from her crystal blue eyes "You believe what the fuck you want, but I won't be there when he breaks your fucking heart after choosing you over someone else." With that you went into your room and slammed the door, and started to throw shit around. Like seriously, how stupid could she be? She slowly walked out, flinching at every noise you made in the process of destroying your room.
6 days later you two still weren't talking, and you didn't really care...that much. You just so happened to see them when you were walking back from Starbucks. As they were approaching you, you flipped out your phone and it put an instant smile on your face cause you saw your Grammy was calling. You were smiling wide and talking, looking down at the ground when you heard Tom hock a loogie. Right in front of you a big piece of phlegm landed, missing your shoes by about two inches. And as you looked up, you saw a smug look on his face, while she avoided looking into your eyes. But anyway, you smiled your sweetest smile at him and...hmm, shall it be said "spilled" your HOT coffee all over his pants. You roughly bumped shoulders in between them, nearly knocking them over and he turned around hollering empty threats, so what did you do? You flipped him the bird while walking away, not even bothering to spare him another glance.
It was a rather pleasant surprise when you got back from break, it was 2:30AM and you literally just got back in your dorm about 10 minutes ago when you hear a knock. Answering the door, you rolled your eyes and she gave you a sheepish smile. She came to apologize for being such a bitch and how they broke up the day you left for New York. She said having you in her life was so much more important cause you actually cared for her unlike Tom. She gave you a peck on the cheek and thanked you for watching out for her and as she was turning to leave you offered is she wanted to sleep over, and you could tell she was excited cause her eyes were beaming but her body language showed that she was trying to play it off acting like it wasn't a big deal, but she did accept.
She climbed into your spare bed and was out like a light...or so you thought. As you changed into your pajamas you didn't realize that she had been watching the whole time. She marveled at your chiseled stomach and toned arms, your nice muscular thighs or solid ass. You climbed into bed and 45 minutes later you reached the stage where you're almost asleep, like that barely conscious stage. So you may...or may not have heard ruffling and may or may not have felt a dip in your bed. You must've thought it was a dream that someone was wrapping their arms around you and snuggling their face into the crook of your neck. You must've fallen asleep by the time she whispered something against you...
"I broke up with him because I'm starting to get feelings for you, but I know there will never be an "us" because you don't feel the way I feel about you. Not having you in my life would be so hard, so I'd choose you over him. Any day."
Oh..silly Chloe, if only you knew.