A/N- I hate me too. I know, it's been over a year. I am sorry this took so long, but life got in the way. This is a short chapter but it got me back into the swing of things. I hope you guys are still reading this! I promise it won't be another year until I update!
CanYouSayCay: I told him I loved him.
Chris jumped when his computer made a sound alerting him of a new instant message. He was sitting at his desk, not paying attention to anything.
KingOfYourWorld: You told him you loved him?
CanYouSayCay: Well, not exactly. I told him he made me fall for him.
KingOfYourWorld: What did he say?
Chris knew what the answer would be. But it was killing him not knowing her thoughts on the matter.
CanYouSayCay: He said, and I quote, "Took you long enough." And then neither of us said anything, and we haven't spoken since.
KingOfYourWorld: So you really like this guy? Just tell him.
CanYouSayCay: He infuriates me.
KingOfYourWorld: That just means the sex would be great between you two!
CanYouSayCay: Oh believe me, it was.
KingOfYourWorld: YOU SLEPT WITH HIM?
CanYouSayCay: Yeahhhh. That's how I got us to this point. And now we're not talking. Sleeping together was a mistake.
KingOfYourWorld: Just go talk to him. Trust me.
CanYouSayCay: No. He needs to apologize to me.
CanYouSayCay: Making me yell at him in the car and admit my feelings.
KingOfYourWorld: Yes, he is a horrible person.
CanYouSayCay: Enough about him. Are we still meeting tonight?
Chris hesitated. This wasn't a good idea. She was mad at him, so when she found out he was 'the guy' she would really be pissed.
KingOfYourWorld: You sure it's a good idea? What if I don't live up to expectations?
CanYouSayCay: Oh come on! Don't cancel on me now. I need something to get me out of this house.
KingOfYourWorld: Alright. See you at five. I have to go...
CanYouSayCay: Wait! How will I know who you are?
KingOfYourWorld: Trust me, you'll know.
KingOfYourWorld has signed off.
Chris sighed. How did he get himself into this mess? More importantly, how would he get himself out of it?
Chris peeked his head out of his room, and once he saw that the coast was clear, he made his way downstairs, peeking around every corner. No sign of Caylin. He knew she wasn't far since he just got done talking to her. He found her. She was sitting at the kitchen table.
"Hey, Caylin, about dinner to..."
"Don't worry about it. I won't be here tonight." She cut him off. He sighed to himself. She still sounded pissed, and this time he didn't even do anything.
"Yeah, okay." He turned and walked back out of the room. It was three o'clock, and he had about an hour before he had to leave to meet Caylin.
All he wanted to do was go back to his computer and message her, telling her he couldn't make it tonight. But he knew he couldn't put it off forever. He could just delete her from his messenger, that would solve everything.
He was going to face her like a man.
"I'm leaving. Don't bother me tonight. I'll be back whenever." Caylin brushed past him and walked out the front door. He heard her car start and the gravel crunching as she pulled away.
Even though Caylin had left first, Chris made it to the cafe first. He took a table near the window, and just waited. Caylin was running late, not that that was anything out of the ordinary. He waited another ten minutes before he saw her walking up the street. She would get so far, and then turn around. Then turn back around, take a few steps and do it all over again. Chris put his head down when she finally did enter the cafe. He suddenly felt sick.
"Chris?" Turning his head, he looked up.
"Caylin, hey! What're you doing here?"
"I'm supposed to be meeting someone. What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I...uh..I wanted some coffee." He silently scolded himself for not just telling her the truth.
"And you came all this way for a cup of coffee? When you have it in your kitchen? Did you follow me? Grow up. This is so childish." As soon as her hand went to her hip, he knew she was mad.
"I didn't follow you! I was here first. How do I know you didn't follow me? I've been here twenty minutes!"
"I didn't follow you, Christopher. I have better things to do with my time." Caylin folded her arms across her chest and stared at him. She couldn't believe he would follow her.
"No, Chris. I think you've done enough! You had your chance to..." He cut her off again.
"Would you listen for a minute?" He tried to stop her but she kept going.
"Chance to talk to me and you decided to ignore me. Well now it's my turn..."
"Caylin, listen to me. Please." He was speaking low, even though her voice was rising.
"My turn to ignore you. Please leave. I am meeting a friend, who could possibly be more than a friend, but I can't do it with you here."
Chris was silent for a moment before looking up at her. He wasn't sure what to say at first. Should he just come out with it and admit to her who he was? Or should he play it sly and let her figure it out herself? He could drop subtle hints to her over the next few days and she'd be sure to catch on. The more he thought about it, the better it sounded.
"I'm the guy you're supposed to meet."
Or he could spit it out now.