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“Um, so, I was wondering if a distraction (me) is actually a good idea. Self-development is about facing your problems, not about being distracted by things.”

He takes a long moment to think. “I don’t have to say that anymore if it bothers you.”

“It’s not that it bothers me, Matt. Sometimes I’m flattered really. I’m worried you’re not facing your problems. I don’t want to be someone’s distraction from reality. It makes me feel bad. Like really bad.”

“That’s fair. Well, you have my full attention now. Everything else is a distraction.”

“I don’t think you actually like me. I think you like that I compete with you and give you shit for everything.”

“I’m sorry,” he says, his face twisting. “Is that not you?”

I shrug. “It is.”

He shakes his head. “So, I do like you.”

I smirk.

He scowls. “Will you please stop fucking with me?”

I hide my smile now. “I’m not messing with you.”

“It feels like you are.”

“I’m not,” I argue.

“Okay. I am going to let you sleep now.”

I lay back on the bed and say, “Okay.”

“For the elopement, you need to wear white.”

“Really?” I ask. “Why?”

He shrugs. “Mom’s request. So, I’ll pick you up Saturday at 8.”

I nod. “I’ll see you then. Have a good night.”

“Good night.”

I quickly press the end button and return to my movie. Now this is a real distraction from reality. About five minutes pass by, and I don’t think I have anything white to wear. I swipe the movie to the side and shop online for something white.

Chapter 26

As soon as Amber ends the FaceTime, I click on my mom’s name. It starts calling her as I place her on speaker and throw my notebook on my desk.

“Hey, Matty. My son, how are you?”

“I’m good, mom. How are you feeling about the date coming closer?”

I can hear her smile in her tone. “I’m excited.”

“That’s good, so I was calling because I have to warn you before the weekend. I promised my girlfriend I would, so I’m calling to tell you.”

“Okay. What is it?” she asks.

“Before I say anything, you have to promise not to freak out.”

She snickers. “Come on, Matt. We’re past that stuff. We’re both adults.”