Will POV
I knew Parker was going to knock on my door again but I just wasn't feeling up to visitors.
Yes, I am upset that Mitchell left us, but I don't want to talk about it like a little girl. I just want to be alone.
*knock knock*
I ignore it.
*knock knock*
I still ignore it.
"Will it's me." Scarlett said, through my locked door.
I ignore her. I want her to come in so I can comfort her but I want to be alone.
"I know you're in there, you can't hide from this forever." She says.
"Fine, come in." I reply.
She enters my room. Scarlett had changed her outfit since the last time I saw her. She was wearing a white, tight top that lay just above her belly button with black, skinny jeans on. She had her hair down again and it cascaded down her back and over her shoulders like a waterfall.
She looked hot.
"Hi." She starts.
"Hey." I reply.
HEY?!? Is that the best I can come up with?!?
"Are you OK?"
"I'm fine."
"You don't have to cover up your feelings."
"I don't have to but I want to."
"Why?"
"Because if I tell you how I feel then I'll sound like a jerk."
"No you won't."
"Yea I will."
"Just tell me, I won't judge you."
I hesitate for a moment. Should I just lie to her? Honestly, I'm happy that he's gone because now there's one less person in the house that'll flirt with Scarlett.
"I can't tell you."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm not sad about Mitchell leaving."
"Why aren't you sad?"
"Because now there's one less guy who flirts with you."
It all came out at once. I think I shocked her but I couldn't tell. She didn't have emotions.
"That is true."
"What?"
"Yeah, I never really looked at it that way before."
"Oh"
"I guess I'll leave now then."
"Why? Is it something I said?"
"No, not at all, it's just getting late and I'm getting tired."
"Oh ok see you later then."
"Bye."
"Scarlett wait a minute."
"Yeah?"
"That thing about you being my Valentine, was it fake?"
"It was at the time."
"What does that mean?"
"It means I don't have a Valentine because you haven't officially asked me yet."
"Oh."
"Well, goodnight Will."
"Goodnight Scarlett."
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