𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫.

Ch.12

Y/n POV:
not spell checked<3

I heared a knock at the door.
My heart beating, why am I so nervous
Why does she want to come anyway?

I walked to the door, opening it.
"Hey y/n, sorry about coming over so soon, I just needed to get out of the house" she said.
"Oh don't worry, you can always come, you're always welcome." I said, moving aside.

She stepped inside, Milo running over to her.
She stroked him, kissing his head, before standing up.

She looked stressed, and upset.
"Would you like something to eat? Or drink" I asked.
"Just some water is fine" she said, walking to my living room, sitting down.
I poured her glass of water.

I made my way to the living room, sitting beside her, I handed her the water.
Picking up Milo
"Thank you" she said, sipping her water.

Should I ask if she wants to talk?
Maybe It will help.

"Would you like to talk about it?" I asked
"Oh uhm" she started.

"You don't need to" I said, interrupting her.
She nodded before talking.
"Me and Colin had an argument about rose." She said, sighing.

I moved closer, rubbing her arms, for comfort.
"You don't need to carry on" I said.
Rubbing her hand for comfort.

"I'd like to tell you, it could make me feel better, talking about things help." she said, smiling at me.

I nodded before she began again.
"He's changed, he's just working alot, never has time for me or rose, and keeps saying shitty things to rose" she said, looking down at her hand.

"Oh, well If you and rose need anything, you can call me, don't listen to anything he says" I said, I'm not the best at things like this, yet still trying.

"Thank you y/n, rose likes you, she said you are really cool" she said, smiling at the thought of rose.

"We have been married for a while, but it just doesn't feel like he wants to be" she said.

Wait married?
So why is she a Miss?

"Wait, if you're married, why are you a MISS, rather than a MRS" I asked.

"The college don't know about our marriage, I'd like to keep it that way please, only you and Mr Evans know, it's complicated." She said.

Why does Mr Evans know?
Like I get it, they are friends, but he tried to force her on a date.

"Yeah, yeah of course" I said.
"So, want to watch a film?" I asked, grabbing a blanket.
"Sure, Ill pick" she said smiling.

I passed over the blanket to her, grabbing my own.
We layed down, getting under the blankets, I grabbed Milo, placing him on my lap.

Scarlett chose the film, and we began watching it.
milo fell asleep, with my stroking him.
she chose a romance film, which i hate, but i cant just tell her that,  if it was something she enjoyed.

half way through the film, i got up walking to the kitchen.
i grabbed some drinks, and food. mainly chocolate.

"what drink?" i asked, kind of shouting to scarlett, so she could hear me.
"no need to shout love" i heared behind me.
i jumped slightly, getting startled, i turned seeing scarlett laughing at me.
"you scared me at the beach, so it was my turn to scare you" she said, continuing her fit of laughter.
"ill just have that" she said pointing to the bottle of wine beside me.

i turned, garbbing a glass, and the wine.
i poured her some, handing it to her.
i grabbed my water, and some snacks, walking back to the living room.
Milo had robbed my seat, so i had to now sit on the floor, leaning on the couch, stroking milo.

"just pick him up, and sit down" scarlett said.
i turned glaring at her.
"not happening, hes too cute to move" i said, pointing to him. (im like this irl)
she looked over at him, nodding in agreement.

we began watching the rest of the film, enjoying our time together.

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scarlett stood up, since the film had just finished.
"i better get going now" she said.
i stood up, following her to the door.
"thank you for letting me come over" she said, opening the door.
"thank you for coming over" i said, passing her coat to her.
she walked closer, hugging me, letting go quickly after.

"bye y/n" she said, waving to me.
i closed the door, walking back to my living room.

i cleaned up the little bit of mess, walking back to my room.
i changed into some shorts and a shirt, tying my hair into a quick bun.
i shouted milo, he came running in, jumping on my bed.

i got under the covers, letting milo get under to.
i couldnt get my mind of the hug, why? i dont know.
it felt so gentle, and caring.
im glad im the person she went to after the argument.
how can someone treat someone like her like that?

i soon fell asleep, stroking milo.
(i love colin, its just for the story)