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Once I’ve moved on from someone, I move on. No use dwelling on the past and ending up with a he said, she said situation.
I say devastatingly, because she’s gazing up at me through long lashes with a look that tells me she could destroy me in a heartbeat. Her mesmerizing eyes hold the promise of ruin to anyone who dares to want her, while failing to hide a hint of insecurity, just enough to remind you that she, too, is breakable.
Summer doesn’t do relationships, and that seems to be all you do. God only knows why.”
“You’re not single because you want to be. You’re just biding your time, hoping Summer will change her ways.”
I don’t get to finish my sentence before he flings the door all the way open, pushes me against it, and slams his lips to mine, like this moment is completely out of his control.
“Summer, I’d bet my life savings on him not thinking you owe him a dime, and I’ve never met him. You seem to mistakenly think it’s a hardship to care for you. Trust me, it’s not.”
“Only, I don’t think she’s going to change for you.”
“And, of course she left. That’s what she does. Did you think you were going to change her after one romp?” Ouch, that hurts, probably because it’s true.
I need to get out of here. This is insane. I’m being insane. I just told him to see other people, and now, I’m acting like a jealous girlfriend. Cut the crap, Summer. Go inside.
I’m standing in Dylan’s old room, a place I dreamed about when I was younger, but my mind is too wound up to focus on that. Plus, he doesn’t remember me so that would be weird.
fuck, I knew I loved her, but this is stronger than that. I really love her. I’m in love with her. I never thought I’d be feeling anxious and uncertain when I finally found someone to love, but I do.
