The Heartbroken - S01 E06

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The Heartbroken - S01 E06

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“So, catch you at

lunch?” he asked me.

I thought about it.

Thought about the

way

Cedric used to rant

about Seth. About the

way Cedric hated him.

I smiled. “Why not?”

—

One thing was official:

Seth Everett wanted

me.

I saw it in the way he

kept casting glances at

me all through lunch, in

his barely there smiles

and the way he c---s

his head to the right

when I talk. He wanted

me, which is exactly

what I needed at the

moment.

So when class ended

the same day, I wasn’t

surprised when he

stopped and leaned on

the locker next to mine.

I was just depositing

my stuff when the

words “Missed me

yet?” made me look up.

“Everett,” I said, my

voice dropping a tone

lower—the voice I

always used to keep a

guy hooked—and

leaned a little into him,

“you’re the last thing I’d

miss.”

“Well, that can’t be

right.” He cocked his

head to the right and

gave me his barely

there smile. I almost

rolled my eyes at him.

He took a step closer,

so that his lips were

almost touching my ear,

his breath tickling me a

little. “You’re sure you

didn’t miss me at all?”

I pretended to think

about it, squinting my

eyes, then shrugged.

“Pretty sure.” I gave

him a smile, blinking

slowly once, and

slammed my locker

shut. “See you around.”

I walked ahead, leaving

him rooted to that

place.

He laughed. “Aren’t you

something.” I could feel

him shift behind me.

“Hah.” I turned around,

and found him staring

at me. “How so?”

He shrugged. “Party at

my house on Friday. See

you there.”

I laughed at his face.

“You think I, Kyla Evans,

would go to your party?

I mean, who’re you?

You’re just Seth

Everett.”

He raised an eyebrow,

still smiling. “Oh, so

you’re not coming to

my, ‘just’ Seth

Everett’s, party?”

I lifted a shoulder in

response, and just like

that, I flashed him one

last smile before

turning to walk away

completely.

I never knew Seth

Everett was so easy.

—

The music was too loud

when I got to the

party, some lousy rap

music. Ugh. Could Seth

have worse music

preferences?

I felt cold in my blouse

and skirt. I think my

boots were the only

things I’d worn that

actually offered some

warmth, so at least my

feet weren’t cold. But

seriously? Some

gentleman offering me

his jacket would

probably make me love

him for life at the

moment.

Looking around from

the lawn, I surveyed

the people, looking for

signs of Cedric. Of

course, though, he

wasn’t here. I mean, he

couldn’t be in Seth’s

party. I still had no idea

why he hates Seth, but

I was pretty sure he’d

never come to his party.

And the thing is, I

wasn’t even supposed

to come, exactly

because of that reason.

Because Cedric won’t be

coming, there was

simply no reason for me

to show up.

But somehow, I found

myself going anyway,

because if Seth wanted

me, then I better be

sure he’d keep wanting

me.

And maybe… just

maybe, I was a little

intrigued with whatever

he had up his sleeves.

I hovered by the

entrance, though, partly

unsure whether this

was actually a good

idea or not. But hey, I

was already there, so I

realized I should just

get on with this.

“You’re late.” The

whisper was directly in

my ear and I

instinctively cringed

away. I didn’t know

whether or not guys

knew this, but my ears

were ticklish.

I turned to see Seth, he

was smiling weirdly at

me. “Are you freaking

kidding me? Your ears

are ticklish?”

Shoot me now. I forced

a smile out. “You better

not use that against

me someday.