Page 195 of Becoming Us
Fucking hell.
“Stop panicking and answer.”
My fingers were shaking. I rubbed my face and sniffed against the back of my hand.
Me
like what?
I still needed him to say it. He didn’t, though.
Read the message. No reply. No typing bubble.
Come on, Atticus. Do it. Do it.
I cracked first.
Me
what do you normally do?
Atty Love-of-My-Life King
play volleyball
I snorted and typed back a laugh.
Me
Atty
like apart from that and school?
Atty Love-of-My-Life King
I have a playstation in my room
that’s mostly what I do with my free time
PlayStation. In his room.
My heart dropped.
I stared at the screen, disappointment flooding in, but I swallowed it down. Hookups I got. If that’s what he wanted from me, who was I to say no? I wasn’t strong enough to resist. Honestly, I’d take whatever he was willing to give.
“So?” Holly asked, eyes bright.
“We’re meeting in his dorm,” I said with a tight smile.
Her lips turned down.
See? I knew it was a bad sign.
“And go out?”
I shook my head. “Play video games, apparently.” I chuckled. Or tried to. It came out flat.
The bed dipped as she sat down next to me. “You don’t know that it’s not just that. He seems like a shy guy. Maybe he really does mean playing video games.”
