that it almost becomes a sprint. That had to be one of the most nerve-wracking moments of my life. For a second I wanted him to press those lips all over me. But why? Is he really that hot?
Tyler does have a point at one thing, though. Nolan and I are on a break. We aren’t together and I don’t know when the hell I’m going to see him again. I know he misses me. He said it in his voicemail. I miss him, too, but I still haven’t figured out why I’m so in love with him.
Ugh. This is the most confusing time of my life. I’ve never been so lost.
****
When I arrive at the condo, the coffee table is pushed aside and the sofas are out of place. Harper is bending on her elbows in plank position with her blonde hair up in a sloppy bun. “Hey, Nat,” she grunts, struggling to keep herself steady. I giggle as I look up at the TV screen where a woman is saying “Breathe.”
“Since when do you do yoga?”
“Since I realized that I’m getting out of shape. I’ve been really—” She drops on her elbows with another grunt and lands on top of the purple yoga mat. “I’ve been really comfortable with myself while I was with Dawson which led to getting out of shape,” she says, completing her sentence. “We should definitely start hitting the gym.”
“You’re still upset, huh?”
Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, she sits up and pushes herself into a stand before brushing her grey pants off. “What makes you think that?”
“I don’t know. You’re really fidgety lately. You can never keep still.”
“Oh, pshh . . . please.” She gives me a disapproving wave of her hand. “I’m always on the move. I live the fast life, girl. You just don’t know how to keep up.” She makes her way around me to get to the kitchen. “Did you think about going to that party tomorrow?” she asks.
Sighing, I sit on the edge of the sofa and relive the moment with Tyler that happened less than twenty minutes ago. “I’m waiting on Nolan to call me.”
She steps around the corner with a frown. She twists the cap of her water bottle then takes a few gulps before leaning against the wall. “Well while you’re waiting maybe you can have a little fun. You deserve it—I deserve it. I just need to get around that party atmosphere again, you know?”
“I know what you mean. He invited me but it just doesn’t seem like a good idea. It might make things worse for Nolan and I if he finds out.”
“Well here’s the thing,” she says, taking a step forward. “If Nolan doesn’t call tonight, we’re going to that party. No “if”, “ands”, or “buts” about it. This party is supposed to be huge and to have a personal invitation from Tyler alone is fucking massive. Not everyone gets invited by him. He usually spreads the word to his friends and they do the deed.”
“I don’t understand why you’re trying so hard to get me to go.” I look her over and she frowns again.
“Dawson hasn’t called me in two days. I understand he’s with family but I’m getting too suspicious of his behavior. I called his phone this morning and it went straight to voicemail. I just want to go party, catch a few drinks, and have some fun again. I’ve been holding off on going out for his ass but since he’s ignoring me, I’ll do my own damn thing.” She bites on her lip, staring into my eyes. “Sounds immature, doesn’t it?”
“Very, but I can understand,” I say, picking at my nails.
“Good so you know why I want to go so badly,” she says, stepping for the hallway. “I’m about to hit the shower, Nat, but I’m serious. If he doesn’t call tonight, we’re going shopping tomorrow for something hot to wear to the party.”
“Alright, alright,” I groan as she steps behind the wall and out of sight. I flop backwards and land on the plush sofa. I stare up at the ceiling, digging into my pocket immediately to pull out my cell phone. Of course there’s nothing to check. That’s becoming normality.
I’m starting to get pissed that he isn’t communicating with me. I know I should wait for him to call but I don’t want to anymore. I called twice yesterday and three times this morning and still, no answer. I’m so sick of this