“I should just go crazy and buy a ton of stuff. Then he’ll hate me and disown me.”
“How much stuff do you think you’ll have to buy to make him mad?”
“I don’t know. Like…a thousand dollars’ worth?” I looked down at the couch I was sitting on. “I should buy a couch! That would really show him.”
Kennedy nodded. “Those are expensive. We got ours second-hand and it was still a few hundred bucks.”
This is genius.“Miller, can we go furniture shopping?”
It wasn’t just a small corner of his mouth to lift up this time. He was full on smiling. He even laughed. “It’ll have to be more than a couch. You’re thinking too small.”
“So like…the matching love seat and chair too?”
“He won’t even bat an eye at that. He’ll just think you’re decorating your room.”
“Well what do you suggest I do?”
“I don’t know.” He walked over to us, his air of seriousness completely gone. “But I’m going to have another one of these.” He picked up a sugarcake. “They’re great.”
“Thanks,” Cupcake said.
“What if I bought a thousand sugarcakes?” I asked. “That would be…a lot.” I couldn’t mentally get over the number one thousand. Anything more seemed so extreme.
“Why don’t you just tell him how you feel?” Felix asked. His arm was still stretched out behind me on the couch and I let my head fall on his shoulder.
“I already tried that. It didn’t work.” I left off the fact that Mr. Pruitt swore he didn’t know about me. It didn’t change anything. It was my mom and me against the world. As soon as I thought it, I closed my eyes.My mom and me against the world.For a few minutes there, I had forgotten that my mom was dead. I’d forgotten everything that hurt. I took a deep breath and breathed in Felix’s familiar cologne. It was him. He’d taken away the pain.
God, I was such an idiot. I thought Matt was the one for me. Hell, for a few minutes there I even thought Miller could be it. But it was Felix. Clearly it was Felix. He was literally my shoulder to cry on. And he’d made me forget. My whole body felt weird and light, like the realization had put me on a cloud. I’d let myself forget about Matt for an hour and it had given me all the clarity I needed.
“I love you, Felix,” I thought to myself. I did. I loved him. It had always been him.
Everyone around me stopped laughing and talking. A hush fell over the room. I lifted my head off Felix’s shoulder and stared at them staring at me.
“What did you say?” Felix asked.
Holy hell in a handbasket.Had I just said that I loved him out loud? Like…the words came out of my actual mouth? I reached up to touch my lips and was weirdly surprised that they were even there.
“What?” I croaked.
“You said you loved me.” Felix’s voice was soft. Like butter.God, butter was so good.I wanted some right now. I wantedhimright now.
“I did say those words out loud, yes.”
The doorbell rang, but Felix didn’t break eye contact with me.
Miller cleared his throat. “The pizza’s here. I’ll get it.”
Felix reached out and ran his fingers down my jaw.
The action made me shiver.
“You love me.” He touched me like he was scared I’d disappear.
And I realized it wasn’t just me that didn’t have any love left in my life. I lost everyone who put me first. But Felix had said his parents never put him first either. They were always gone. He was all alone. Just like me. And when I’d told him I was all aloneat school the other day, he told me that I wasn’t. That I had him.I had him.But that wasn’t why he was looking at me like that. He was staring at me because he had me. And he needed love just as badly as I did.
I tilted my head up to his. I didn’t care that Kennedy or Cupcake were watching. Or that Miller and a pizza delivery guy could probably see too. I was much too curious to find out if two broken souls could make one perfectly whole one. Because I really needed them to. I didn’t want to feel like I was drowning anymore.
Just before our lips touched, I heard the one person that could break me out of my trance. The person who had thrown my broken, shattered heart into oncoming traffic.Matthew. Freaking. Caldwell.