One Chance (Part 1)(19)
“She’s in the sorority,” Meg says like it’s no big deal.
“What sorority?” he asks.
“The same as me silly,” she giggles.
“You have the same sorority at your school?” he asks still confused.
“What? Oh babe, you are too much, she goes to our school,” Meg says filling him in.
“You what?” he shrieks, “Since when?” he asks staring at me, waiting for an answer.
“Since last August,” I say answering him, looking anywhere but at him.
“How come I’ve never seen you there?”
“Probably because I’m only a freshman.”
“How did I not know you went there?” he asks looking between me, Brody, and Kenzie.
“Guess it just never came up in conversation,” I say hoping to end this conversation.
“When did you dye your hair?” he asks changing the topic himself.
“The beginning of school,” I say quickly.
“You’ve always had brown hair since I’ve met you. I think it looks great,” Meg says kindly.
“Thanks,” I say with a smile. Luckily the conversation ends because Mom and Denise walk in with the food and Isaac comes back with the guys. We each take a seat at the table; I end up sitting beside Kenzie and Mom at the complete opposite end from Liam. Thank goodness.
“So what brings you two home?” Isaac asks not holding back. He hardly sees Liam anymore.
“We’re going to live together,” Meg squeals as she blushes excitedly with her news. I can’t help how my mouth falls open. How on earth did they get decide this so quickly? Hell, I didn’t even know they were dating. How did I not know they were dating?
“We’re thinking about it,” Liam says, calming the commotion down.
“I didn’t realize it was so serious,” Mr. Masters says.
“Dad, we’ve been together for two years, I’d say that’s pretty serious,” Liam says shocking the hell out of me.
The night we slept together I asked if he had a girlfriend, he said no. That was only four months ago. What the hell have I done?
“I’ll be right back, I need to use the restroom quick,” I whisper to Mom before rushing out of the dining room as quick as possible. I splash some water on my face trying to cool myself down. How the hell could I do this to Meg? She’s great, what the hell will she think of me once she finds out? Oh God, I can’t let that happen.
“Are you alright?” I hear Liam ask on the other side of the door.
“Yeah I’m fine. I’ll be out in a minute,” I say before giving myself one more look in the mirror. I take a few deep breaths before walking out and finding Liam standing in the hallway. “You didn’t have to wait.”
“Are you alright?” he asks again, ignoring my comment.
“Yeah, I’m fine why?” I ask putting on a braver face than what I feel.
“You looked like you saw a ghost Haley.”
“I did? Oh, well I don’t know, I’m fine though. We should probably get back,” I say before starting to head towards the dining room.
Liam grabs a hold of my arm lightly, “I think we need to talk.”
“About what?”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Michigan?” he asks with a hurt look in his eyes.
“What would be the point? So you could be an asshole to me there too? Sorry, wasn’t happening.”
“What? I wouldn’t have been an asshole,” he says defending himself.
“Yes Liam, you would have. You’ve been that way towards me for a long time now.”
“So what, you’ve been avoiding me at school?”
“No, I just haven’t seen you around. I went to some of your games, but that’s probably the only place I would have seen you at.”
“You don’t party at all?” he asks with disbelief.
“Oh no I party, we go to all sorts of parties, but I never saw you there, I didn’t really look for you either though,” I say lying through my teeth. Of course, I looked for him.
“Then how is it that I’m just now finding out that you go to school with me and have for the past year?”
“Like I said, it just never came up in conversation. I do find it odd that I’ve never seen you with Meg. I didn’t know you guys were an item until today.”
“Yeah, well we’ve been on and off for the past few years.”
“Oh, well congratulations on living together.”
“Thanks Haley, but it’s only a thought, so we’ll see what happens.”
“We should probably get back,” I say before turning and heading back to the table.
“Are you alright dear?” Mom asks as I sit.