What The Heart Wants (BWWM)

Thirty Three: Stitching things up

×× Justin ××

The ride to campus was rather quiet when Xavier and Justin dropped off Skylar. It was just awkward being around one of his friends after what happened at the club and it wasn't like Justin could flirt with Skylar in that moment.

Justin was quiet in the front seat, staring out of the window as Xavier drove. Skylar, sitting quietly in the back seat, was fiddling with her phone, occasionally unlocking it to see if it had miraculously blown up with texts or something.

They pulled up at the campus and Skylar got her bag and got out of the car.

Xavier rolled down his window.

"Thanks for the ride, Xavier." Skylar smiled politely.

"No problem, Sky. Have a nice day today. Tell your homegirl to give me a call some time." Xavier smiled.

"Alright. Please make sure Justin gets medical help in terms of his cut? I don't think Spongebob will help in the long run."

Xavier glanced at Justin who was starting to blush.

"I'll take him to the hospital." Xavier promised.

"Alright. Bye Justin. I'll check you later?" Skylar waved.

"Yup. Have a nice day, baby girl." He gave her a smile.

Skylar blushed, "You too. Behave yourself."

"I will."

Xavier was looking between Justin and Skylar as they spoke.

"Y'all done now?" He asked them.

"Uhm... bye." Skylar waved and walked off.

"You didn't have to be so impatient, Za." Justin shook his head.

"What? You could've gone on all day. And she has classes to get to and Romeo to talk to for me so..."

"Why does she need to talk to Romeo for you? What did you do?"

"Me? She won't take my calls."

"You obviously did something wrong. She wouldn't just avoid you."

"Well I don't remember doing anything wrong."

"When was the last time you made an effort to talk to her?"

"Last night."

"And?"

"And I woke up and found some unpleasant texts on my phone."

Justin sighed, "You're so stupid, bro. You were drunk when you called her? You probably don't even know what you said to her. No wonder she won't talk to you."

"Aye, Einstein, shouldn't you be getting off here too? You skipping classes?" Xavier changed the topic.

"I don't feel like going."

"You embarrassed of your battle scars?"

"They're bruises. Not scars."

"Whatever." Xavier pulled out of the parking lot and started driving. "So... you went to Skylar's?" He smirked.

"Yeah. She let me stay the night."

"You get laid?"

Justin looked at his friend.

"Does everything have to be about sex with you?" He asked.

"I was just asking. Damn."

Justin sighed, "I didn't get laid."