His shoulders were slumped, his head was dipped and I limped by his side and squeezed his shoulders.
“I’m sorry,” I told him softly, his whole demeanour changed from sadness to rage when he looked into my big brown orbs.
“It’s okay, I should be going,” he clenched his jaw and drove off from my driveway with lightning speed. I felt really bad for him, I made my way to my room and slumped in my bed with a sigh. I pulled the cover-up and groaned loudly.
A knock at my door made me sit upright on my bed, it was my granny.
“Hey, sweetheart, are you alright?” my granny asked me with a sweet smile.
“Yeah, just a little tired,”
“So anything important I should know” my granny winked at me which made me blush, I know she was referring to Xander.
“Oh, so you like him, huh?” she beamed at me, I could see my granny fangirling about me and Xander, only if she knew that he was a werewolf, who was totally out of my league.
“Granny!” I pulled up my cover and buried my face in my pillow. I should try to restrain these feelings for him. It was hopeless, come on Catherine pull your shit together, I scolded myself.
“Well finally my baby girl is growing up,” she wiped her fake tears at the corner of her eyes and interlocked her hands. She looked at me with so much adoration, I love this old lady even though she annoys me a lot.
I stood up from my warm bed and gave her a bear hug, “So you spent a night with him, huh!” she wiggled her eyebrows teasingly at me.
“I probably should take a bath,” I avoided her comment and went to take a bath, I heard her chuckle and exited my room.
After a blissful bath, I changed into my minion pyjamas and went downstairs to grab some water from the refrigerator but I was met with Paul ravishing my refrigerator for food.
“What the hell are you doing here,” I yelled at him in surprise, he jerked his head out of the refrigerator and clutched his chest with big wide eyes.
“Jesus! You gave me a heart attack!” he accused me with a child-like expression. I saw a tub of ice cream on the floor and some fast food on the kitchen counter. I swear this guy was using some black magic to maintain his muscular body, how could he eat so much junk and be so fit?
“What are you doing here?” I went to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and took some sips.
He rolled his eyes and made himself comfortable on the living room couch with all the food he grabbed earlier. He looks so sad, his eyes were red and swollen. I sat beside him and rested my hands on his shoulder to comfort him.
“What happened? Are you alright?” I asked him softly, he began to shove a spoonful of chocolate ice cream into his mouth.
“Slow down, don’t want you do be chocking on my ice cream, now, do you?” I asked him, for which, he chuckled lightly.
“Life is so hard” he softly murmured, I feel so concerned about where this was going, did he break up with her girlfriend, Chloe?
“Is everything okay?” I asked him worriedly, he sniffled and big fat tears made its way down his cheeks.
“Paul you are scaring me, what the hell happened?” I hugged him and tried to make him spill the beans that were bothering him. He hugged me back and began crying like a kid, I started to panic.
“It’s postponed,” he mumbled against my hair.
“What?” I asked him with a puzzled expression.
“UEFA European championship was postponed,” he cried his eyes out, I pulled him out of my hair and narrowed his eyes on him with a raised eyebrows.
“All this time you were talking about football?” I asked him with a baffled look.
“What else did you think?” he sniffed on my handkerchief that rested on the tea table.
“Ew! That is my favourite hand key,” I yelled at him, all this time he made me worried because of a damn football, I gave him a ‘Are you serious’ look.
“I’m sorry, here have your favourite thing” he handed me my now dirty hand key.
“Hmm, no thanks, you can have it,” I gave him a disgusted look, seriously I can’t understand boys and their obsession over sports.
“He kept on eating and watched ‘she is a man’ now playing on my television.” I gave him a disapproving look and watched the movie with him.
What? Who doesn’t love this movie?
I think my granny was asleep already. My poor Rachel was stuck with her five years old nephew, I feel bad for her. I grabbed a lays packet and enjoyed the evening with my nuts of a best friend.