I shrug. “What can I say? The guy is obsessed with me. A girl can only take so much.” I smirk, blowing off her sappy comments. It’s not that I don’t agree with her, but it makes me uncomfortable.
She snorts. “Understatement of the century.” She mumbles.
“I figure, if he can deal with my ugly shit, then I can deal with Cassie.”
She frowns. “There is no dealing. He’s lucky to have you.” She huffs.
I roll my eyes and change the subject. “Anyway, enough about my odd relationship and onto yours…what is going on with you and Hugo?” She starts to speak but I hold up my hand. “If you say ‘we’re just having fun’, I may have to kill you.” I eye her meaningfully.
She scowls at me. “It is not a relationship.” Glad to see I’m not the only one with issues. Truth be told, I’ve been so wrapped up in all the shit that’s been going on, whilst also trying to avoid Theo, that I don’t know what is going on any more. I’m a shit friend.
“Defensive.” I mutter with a small smile on my lips.
She sighs. “I don’t know. We are having fun, but it’s just getting complicated. I mean, these things have a time limit don’t they?”
I shrug and take a sip of my coffee. “Not necessarily, I mean there are no rules.”
“I know, but…I need more. I don’t want more from Hugo. He’s not that guy. I like him though.” She releases an exasperated sigh. “Ugh, fuck, it’s just…messy.”
“I get it.” I tell her.
“You do?”
I shrug. “I like Hugo. He’s funny and loyal to those he cares about, but he’s a dog.” I shake my head. “I can’t even dislike him for it, because it’s just who he is. If it’s any consolation, in as much capacity as Hugo has I think he likes you.”
She rolls her eyes. “That just makes it worse. I’d sooner he just saw me as a casual fuck. He likes me, but not enough to stop putting his cock in any fucking orifice he can find.” I snort. “I tell myself I’m stupid. I keep thinking that we’d be better as friends, but then the next thing I know we’re having sex.”
“Oh, I know all about that.” I laugh.
She nods. “Still, you managed to pull something from the ashes.” She remarks.
“Oh, sweetie, do not go putting Theo on a pedestal. Our situation is so far from perfect, it’s laughable.”
“It’s romantic.” She sighs, her blue eyes going all gushy. Oh god.
“Oh god. You did not just say that. We fucked, we split, he fucked, we got together, his one night stand came back knocked up, we split, and now it is definitely a ‘three’s a crowd’ situation. Romantic is not what I would call this.”
“It’s just…it’s the way he looks at you.” She says dreamily. Kill me now.
“I think I just vommed in my mouth.” I mumble into my coffee.
She offers me a small smile and glances out the window. I love Mole, and I really want her to find her perfect man, her happily ever after, because it’s all she wants. Hugo isn’t it though. Hugo has his own issues. I don’t know what has made him that way, but his care-free attitude and fuck everything with a pulse ethos are not the behaviours of a man who is truly happy. That may sound cliché, but it takes one to know one. I just don’t want my best friend getting hurt in his bid to try and feel something more than one night, because although he may feel something, it won’t be enough.
“At the risk of sounding like a total hypocrite, Molly, you need to get out. Get out before you get even more hurt.”
She focuses on me. “You’re right. I know you’re right.” She nods meekly, her expression a mixture of loss and acceptance.
“We should go out when Harry is out. The four of us will go out.” I say in an attempt to cheer her up.
She frowns. “Well, actually Hugo said to invite everyone to his Halloween party next weekend. I assume Theo will be there.”
I raise my eyebrows. “I thought we just agreed you needed to get out.”
She sighs. “We can be friends can’t we?”
“I don’t know. Can you?”
She lets out an exasperated huff. I take her following silence as a cue to move on. “Is it fancy dress?”
She scoffs. “Of course. It’s a Halloween party!”
“I swear down Molly, I am not going as a slutty nurse, or a half-naked devil.”
“Oh please, that devil costume got you more attention in one night than you get in a year.” She grins.
“We went out in underwear Mole. The only thing we achieved was becoming the content of every spank bank for miles around.” I huff.