14.

MIA

"The guys are getting pizza later, do you want to tag along?"

I have a sign encarved in my fore head, it reads guilty. I've been showing it for hours and Nick must be blind not to notice it.

"Uhm, sure."

He traces my gaze to no one in particular since we're outside the locker room and everyone else is either inside or had late classes.

"Is everything okay?"

I nearly fall apart there.

"Yeah, its great. Sorry I'm out of it. I guess I'm tired after yesterday."

"Oh right. We can go to my place instead. I'll ditch the guys."

"No. No. I'll come. They're down after the game and we need something to cheer them up so I can come."

Nick kisses the top of my head, caressing my shoulders as my eyes keep wavering, searching for another person.

I know what anyone must think of me now. A cheating slut. You'll be right.

I had excuses the first time, it'll be plausible to justify the classroom, but at the party and in the lot, I could have backed off just fine, but I stood there and let him have