Counting by the minutes

Part title

"Who cares, go tell nick."

"Fine."

I head to his dorm, knock and wait.

When he doesn't answer, I try the door. Unlocked. I open it quietly, and stop in my tracks. There, on one of the beds, is Nick, and a random girl, eating each others faces. I stand in complete shock and silence, watching them.

     "Nick," she says, sitting up. I hide behind the door. "You have to choose, me or heather"

     She is in nothing but her jeans, and a bra.

    I had never gone that far with him even.

    And I'm dating him!

   "look, I still like heather, but your willing to actually kiss me all the time. I need more time to decide. Help me make my choice" he raises his eyebrows at that, and leans in to kiss her again.

    I snap.

   "Ahem" I clear my throat. He looks up at me like a deer caught in headlights.

    "Heather, it's not what it looks like. I'm just using her as someone to make out with since you don't like it" he says sheepishly.

     "That's not a good thing! I can't believe you..you don't need to make a choice. We are through." I yell.

      "Fine! You weren't a good kisser anyway" he yelled back.

     "is that all that mattered to you?" I ask.

     "Kind of. Now, why did you come over here anyway?"

     "Just to make sure you knew I wants to gonna cheat on you now that I have a boy roommate!" I yelled.

     "Oh. Who is your roommate?"

     I smile a bit. He's gonna hate Michael being my roommate.

"Only Michael ivison" I say casually. His face darkens, and he clenches his fists.

"Don't let him do anything to you" he says through gritted teeth.

"You already hurt me enough" I yell before storming out and running to my room. As I unlock the door the tears start to flow and once I get it open, I collapse face forward onto my bed. I bury mo face in my pillow and sob.

Soon, I hear the lock clicking. I sit up and dry my eyes, grabbing my phone to try and look like I wasn't crying.

Michael came in, on his phone didn't acknowledge me. I was glad about that.

I tried not to draw attention to myself.

"Hey.. I didn't know you were in here" he says. "Just not going to respond princess?"

I slowly look up and his eyes widen. "Um.. Your makeup is like running.... Down your .. Face. Wait! Were you, Crying?" He said, quite awkwardly.

I nod and look down again.

"What happened" he asked cautiously. "Are you- you know.. Like your time of the month thing, because-" he trails off, his face red. I chuckle.

"No. I just, I caught my boyfriend making out with some random bimbo" I say quietly.

"So, you broke up with him, right?" He asks, sitting down next to me.

"Duh. Why are you being so nice?" I look at him.

"Because your all sad and stuff. I'm not that horrible, am I?"