“The right moment, time, love, marriage,”
“Come on, Ryan,”
“No, Leo, I’m not Anna. I have self respect. No further,”
“I never said you were. I thought you said you loved me,”
“This isn’t love Leo; it’s lust,”
“Come on Ryan,”
“If this is all you want then, maybe you should just leave,”
“Ry-”
“I’m serious, Leo”.
Leo sighed and got off of me.
He ran his hand threw his hair and pulled on his jeans and shirt.
I watched him get dressed and walk over to the window.
“Really Leo? Really?” I said looking at the wall.
He just looked at me before climbing out the window.
The next couple of weeks have been different.
Leo wasn’t around as much.
I’ve tried talking to him about that night and all he did was walk away.
The most time we’ve spent together was on our double date with Mitch and Blake.
Leo was being ridiculous about this whole thing. Just because I won’t put out doesn’t mean he has to shut me out.
Today was picture day and my mom wanted me to look my best.
So I wore a nice long sleeve shirt and jeans.
I took my time with my hair and make up before heading down stairs. The boys were already down there waiting for me.
“What do you think mom?” I asked sitting at the table.
“I told you to wear the pink shirt,” she said handing me my food.
“I told you I hate pink,”
“Why don’t you listen to me?”
I rolled my eyes and started to eat.
“Hurry up,” Marcus said pulling out his phone to text someone.
“Chill, we got time,”
“Barely,”
“Chelsea you look fine,” Tyler said walking down stairs.
“Why do girls take forever?”
“It is your senior picture,” my mom said smiling.
“Touché,” Tyler muttered before looking at me. “You look beautiful,” he said.
“Thanks,” I muttered before handing my mom my dirty plate. “I’ll see you later,”
“I won’t be home; I have a meeting in New York. There is money for dinner on the table, if you need it,”
“Thanks mom,” I said giving her a hug and kiss before leaving.
We got into Marcus’ car and he pulled out the drive way and headed to school.
“So, how’s Leo? Still being a bitch?” Blake asked.
“Yes, I’ve given up on trying to talk to him,”
“Why don’t you just end it?” Marcus asked.
“I don’t know…I really care about him,”
“More than you should,” Blake said talking out his phone.
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