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“You’ve started pulling away from me. I’ve felt it for a few days now. And now this.” He gestures to nothing in particular. “You’re avoiding me and I deserve to know why.”
“You’re right. You do deserve to know. But I can’t give you the answers you’re looking for. Not yet.”
“What does that even mean? Not yet.” He’s frustrated and in a way he has a right to be. But at the same time, this was just a bet. He had to know this would happen. I told him so several times.
“Look, I really do have to go. Can we please just talk about this later?”
“No.” His response catches me a little off guard. The Harris I’ve grown accustomed to is always so agreeable. He never pushes or gets angry. He’s perfect, actually. Which only makes letting him go that much harder.
But I know it’s for the best. If there were ever two people incapable of committing to a serious relationship it’s me and Harris.
“Blue.” He softens his approach, taking a step toward me. “Just tell me what’s going on. Please.”
“I already told you, nothing is going on. I have some place I need to be and I can’t be late.”
“I’m in love with you.” The words slide off his lips so effortlessly. I swear every fiber in my body goes rigid. “I’m in love with you and I know that scares you but I need you to know how I feel.” He gestures between us. “Whatever is going on with you it’s eating me up inside.”
“Harris.” His name is nothing more than a whisper on my lips.
“I know you say you don’t believe in love, or at least that’s what you tell yourself to prevent anyone from getting too close. But I know you. I know how I feel when I’m with you and I know you can feel it, too.”
“I can’t do this right now.” Panic rises in my chest and the sudden urge to escape is too great.
He’s in love with me?
It’s one thing for him to say he’s falling for me in a sweet little message sent with flowers. It’s quite another to hear him actually say the words. I still don’t think I’ve fully processed the information before I’m grabbing my purse off the back of the chair and heading toward the door.
I don’t make it far before Harris intercepts me.
“Do not run away from me.”
“I’m not running away.” My hands shake and tears prick the backs of my eyes. “I told you, I have an appointment.”
“It can wait. This can’t.”
“Harris, please.” I avoid meeting his gaze, my insides a cluster of knots.
“Dammit, Blue!” His tone is a mixture of frustration and confusion. “Please just talk to me.”
“There’s nothing to say!” I rip my arm away when he reaches for me. “We were just a bet,” I practically scream in his face. Every emotion I’ve been feeling over the last couple of days comes boiling to the surface and every single one is aimed directly at him. “We were just a stupid bet.”
“This was never just a bet and you know it,” he challenges, his nostrils flaring.
“I warned you that this wouldn’t end the way you wanted it to. You shouldn’t be surprised. It’s not like I mislead you.”
“Not like you mislead me?” His voice is riddled with disbelief. “What do you call the last four weeks?” He runs a hand through his hair, tugging on the ends.
“We were having fun.” I try to make myself believe the lie.
“Fun?” He draws back like I’ve physically struck him. “We were havingfun?” he repeats.
“Yes.”
“So you’re telling me that this, that I mean nothing to you? You were just having fun.”
“I don’t know what you want from me, Harris.”
“I want you to tell me the truth.”
