In Love With The Wrong Guy Chapter 6 Somebody Someday

                Nick and I went on line for food, without any tray. Nick �"of course- let me lead in line. He was trying to be a gentleman, but either way works for me. Nick and I got the usual: apple, banana, and strawberry juice. Fruits worked for us well. Nick and I got back to the table. I forgot that I actually left my stiff and the doll on the table. It was good that no one took it. Everyone just seemed to have no time to eat, skating and running around the campus.

                “You left your stuff.” Nick reminded me as we sat.

                “Yeah. I can see that.”

                “Sorry.” He chuckled. We both took bites from our apples.

                “So, what’s with this baby doll?” Nick pointed the doll.

                “That’s our SexEd project.” I replied. “We’re supposed to take care of that brat.”

                “I thought there are supposed to be fathers in that kind of project.”

                “Yeah. There is.” I nodded. “But he ain’t helping. He said he was too busy.”

                “It’s not that he won’t help. It’s that you won’t let him help you.” Well, Nick actually knew me better than Laura- probably better than mom, too.

                “Only because I was concerned with the guy. I mean, he’s pressured with work.”

                “No. You aren’t.” He started laughing. I didn’t know why, but that got me laughing, too. Well, I was already in a good mood before I went to lunch.

                “Okay. What’s the problem with that?”

                “You know, there’s nothing wrong with asking help from time to time.” Nick added. “You’ll eventually need help when you get to that point where you can’t rely on yourself.”

                “Okay. I got it.” My smile dropped not because I was mad or anything. Nick and I went silent for a while and ate instead. He was clearly observing me. I mean, he seemed to be waiting for me to talk. But before I did, he went first.

                “So, do you need help with that?” Nick asked like he didn’t know me at all. Or did he ask because he knew me and wanted to go totally against my will. There was a smirk on his face, and I realized he was up to something.

                “Nick.” I said. I didn’t know what to say next. It just came out. “I told you-”

                “I don’t want any help from any guy?” He continued my sentence. Well, it was close to what I was about to say.

                “Well, yeah.” I insisted. “What’s wrong with that?”

                “What if someone wants to help you?”

                “What?” I suddenly didn’t understand what he was talking about. “What does that even mean?”

                “I mean, what if someone draws happiness from helping you?”

                “That’s nonsense.” I took a bit and munched. “Everyone who helps just wants something in return.”

                “Well, I don’t.” he stated. I didn’t know if it was true. He could have just wanted to help me every time because he wants to be favored. But I couldn’t judge him.

                “Okay. What do you want?”

                “I want to help you out.” Nick smiled, doing his charm smile again. He used to do that every time when we were still together, but he stopped because I told him to. “Come on.”

                “I already accepted your help yesterday, and I really appreciate that, but I just can’t let you do me favors all the time.”

                “All the time? Yesterday was actually the first time you accepted my help.”

                “And you asked me like over a thousand times we’ve met.”

                “Those don’t count.” He laughed. I smiled back and just continued with my apple. Suddenly, he remembered something embarrassing. “Actually, you’ve asked me for a favor before.”

                “Really? What’s that?” I asked. I was sure I wasn’t gonna like remembering what he was about to say.

                “You remember when we had sex on your mom’s bed?” he laughed. My stomach suddenly crumbled, and I felt like I was blushing. “You asked me to pull out, and I did. That counts!”

                “Oh my God.” I face-palmed and laughed. “That’s really annoying.”

                “I’m sorry. I was just kidding.” We laughed. Nick really wasn’t that bad. I mean, he was entertaining and all, but there was something missing. There was something with Alexander that I couldn’t find in Nick, and I had no idea what that was.

                In the end, I agreed that he would help. With all that baby-rushing madness, I realized I might need a little hand. The only problem is that it was Nick. It always got awkward with him whenever we were alone. I didn’t know if it was just me or he always tried to seduce me in ways that I’d laugh about it. Anyway, he got me to get him to work with me for the rest of the day.

                Since we saw a memo that our Math teacher was not around, we planned to go to my house to plan on that baby doll project. Of course, I had to ask Laura to tag along, but she still had remaining classes, so she just said she would catch up. I drove Nick all the way to my mom’s apartment. Mom was not home; she probably went to work through dad’s car. Geez, that guy had like three cars of his own. That doesn’t even include his new wife’s.

                Anyway, Nick was a bit quiet since I drove us back. I thought it was because he thought it was a bit awkward. Well, it was. We got to the apartment about 1:30 PM. Nick carried the baby doll all the way. Maybe he was imagining it to be our baby or whatever. We just settled in the living room. Nick sat on the couch with the doll, and I headed for my room to change.

                “I’ll be out in a minute.” I said.

                “Okay.” Nick sounded a bit softened. I didn’t know what’s up. But when I got out after changing my clothes to something a little less tight, I found Nick singing the doll a song.

                “Exactly what are you doing?” I laughed.

                “Oh. I’m trying to see if it reacts to sounds.” Nick chuckled. I walked to Nick and took the doll.

                “Maybe it doesn’t.” I held the doll around my arms and swung it gently. “I don’t really think it does anything.”

                “It just stares at you like those creepy chucky dolls that will terrify you on your sleep. It will get your kitchen knife at night and stab us all.” Nick kidded, and I found that a bit funny myself. I never really was sensitive to gore stories or whatever.

                “Well, it does kinda’ look creepy.” I said, and Nick chuckled. When I realized it actually didn’t react to anything but the baby bottle, I sat beside Nick and sighed. I thought maybe that project wasn’t really that horrifying after all.

                “So, uh.” Nick hummed. He was probably trying to think of something to say. “Winnie invited me to her party this Saturday.”

                “Yeah. She invited me, too.” I suddenly thought of what Harvey, Samuel, and Jason talked about. I felt like I needed an answer.

                “Yeah. She told me that. She actually wanted me to come so you can have people to talk to during the party.”

                “Really? She thinks I’m that anti-social? I actually told her I’ll be bringing Laura.” Well, I admit I was anti-social. I actually just talked to Steve because I needed a partner. Other than that, I needed him gone to leave me alone.

                “I guess so.” He said. “But I don’t think of you like that.”

                “It’s okay. It’s true.” I never really was the one first to talk. I always wanted to push strangers away, but they were always the ones to let me in. Nick was silenced. Maybe he agreed with what Winnie thought about me. “I’m always comfortable on my own.”

                “It doesn’t always have to be like that.” He continued. “You’re gonna need to be with someone someday.”

                “Yeah.” I said, but I wasn’t referring to Nick. I thought I might need someone someday, and all that came to me was Alexander. I didn’t know why I was so bugged by that guy.

                “Probably someone.”

                “Well, about Winnie.” I continued after a brief pause. I also didn’t want to talk about that ‘being with someone someday’ thingy. “Is she involved with Harvey, Jason, and Samuel?”

                “Harvey, Jason, and Samuel? The three idiots?” Well, Nick used to call them three idiots- nothing personal, just for humor. It obviously took a while for Nick to answer my question; he had to think. “I didn’t really know that they even know each other.”

                “That’s what I thought, too.” Was it really intriguing, or was I just over reacting?

                “Why? What’s up with them?”

                “It’s nothing. Nevermind it.”

                The rest of the day wasn’t interesting. Nick helped me settle in the house until Laura got there, and the three of us played poker- obviously with no bets. The baby cried for like three times every hour, but Nick always got it. In the end, Nick asked to take the doll project with him for the night. Of course, I refused, but he insisted. I guess Laura thought Nick and I were getting back together with all the closeness. My mom got to the apartment thirty minutes after Nick and Laura left. I thought I’d help mom make dinner after she just got groceries.

                With all the silence and Winnie thoughts that lingered in my mind, I thought about talking to mom while I helped her cook. I thought I’d talk about dad though I hated everything about him. But I just wanted to know how to know when you feel like you’re in love because Alexander was popping in my mind every now and then, and I just couldn’t help but smile for no reason.