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❃ Sk8 Maloley - How It Be ❃

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I quietly put my key in the lock and turn it, tip toeing into the apartment. Just when I make it to my closet and I think I’m home safe, our dog, Bentley betrays me, barking and wagging his tail until the closet door opens behind me, splashing the bright light onto the bed. Stew’s body stirs and the guilt bubbles up inside of me. 

Stew had been on tour with his brother for the past month, and while he was gone, my high school boyfriend of two years, Nick, had moved to LA to head a second branch of his family’s furniture design studio. Nick and I lost all romantic feelings for each other years ago, he is actually engaged now. But, we are still very close. I had been feeling guilty not telling Stew about it, but he gets really defensive of me. 

Tonight, Nick and I got Arctic Monkeys tickets because we both loved that band when we were dating. I turned my phone off at the concert, and it wasn’t until I was leaving and turned it back on that I got his messages saying that he was sick and skipping the last couple shows of tour to fly home tonight. I rushed home as fast as I could, Nick raced people out of the parking lot and weaved through traffic just so I could catch Stew awake. I snap out of my guilty thoughts when I see Stew prop himself up on his elbows, coughing. 

“Aw poor baby” I pout and sit down on the edge of the bed. I press my hand to his forehead. 

“You didn’t respond to my texts or my voicemail.” He says, confused.

“What?” I get up to go wash my face before bed. 

“Where have you been?” he hoarsely calls after me. 

“I was at a concert.” I say nervously, taking my makeup off and stripping down to my underwear. Maybe boobs and lace will keep me out of the dog house. “Don’t yell honey, your throat sounds really sore” I say coming out of the bathroom to crawl into bed. I rub a hand on his chest when he starts coughing again. 

“With Nick?” he says coldly, pulling away from me.

“What?”

“Were you at a concert with Nick?” 

“What do you mean was I at a concert with Nick?”

“Did you, or did you not go to the concert with your first serious boyfriend who just so happens to be super tall and interesting and as rich as god.”

“Stew” I say, quietly.

“Did you go with him?” He stands up, shutting the bathroom door after marching in there. 

“Yes” I say, pressing my hands to the door. 

“Yeah I know, I saw you tagged in his photos while I was gone.”

“Baby. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“Do you love him? Do you still love him?” He says, coughing up a storm.

“No. Not at all!”

“Really?”

“I love you Baby you know that. Plus Nick is super duper in love. He’s getting married to someone else in a couple of months. But even if he wanted me more than anything, I’m all yours.” I press my forehead against the door.

“Then, why would you keep it from me. I’ve been so upset but afraid to find out the truth.” he says peeking his head out of the door 

“Because I knew you would freak. But I should have just told you. I’m sorry” I cup his face in my hands. 

“Yeah you should have” he says pouting and glares at me. 

“Are we good?” I say, giving him puppy dog eyes.

“Of course” He says, coming out of the bathroom. 

“Good because you need to get back in bed. I’m going to go make you some tea,” I say tucking him into bed. He looks me up and down. 

“Nope.”

“What?”

“You’ve been away from me for over a month, I’ve been sleeping in a bunk room with 4 dudes, and you’re wearing the best underwear you own.” I raise an eyebrow. “You’re not going anywhere” he says, his voice all raspy. He reaches out and puts his arms around my waist. 

“You know what’s sexy Babe? Fluids and lots of sleep. But you can play with my boobs and I’ll cover you with forehead kisses after you finish your tea” 

He sighs. “Fine, I’ll keep my germs to myself” 

“I’ll make it up to you big time when you don’t sound like Darth Vader” 

“Promise?” he says, sniffling. 

“Of course” I smile and walk out into the kitchen.

I didn’t know how big of a fight you wanted! 

xoxo