Enemies to lovers

Chapter 4

I wave at him while walking towards his table, he sees me and gets up.

"Hey Kathy. You look beautiful."

I blush.

"Well, um, thanks."

"Should we order some drinks? Or do you prefer something to eat?"

"Just something to drink, please."

We sit down, I order an Iced tea and he orders a sprite. My stomach hasn't stopped feeling weird, my hands are sweaty, hopefully he won't want to touch them, why would he anyway it's the first time we hung out, just us two. Anyway, I have no idea how I manage to listen and talk to him, because I'm so concentrated on all the details about his face, but every time he asks a question I answer and I make conversation as well. I'm being real smooth, this is going well, we're talking about all sorts of things, favorite color, what we did during this summer, favorite animal, flower, if we have siblings,...I'm happy we don't talk about parents and family situation, it would get a bit awkward once I start talking. But, this is going really well, and I'm not doing bad, as I thought I would be.

After like an hour, more or less, he goes to the bathroom. He leaves his phone, that has been buzzing for a while now. Another message appears and I can't help myself but to look, just at the first three messages that seem to be on a group chat, a bit of curiosity never killed anyone.

- Guys, I think it's been awhile that he should be done with Katherine. Why hasn't he texted yet.

-I bet he baled out.

-Are you kidding, he's a sore loser, he wouldn't give up. And we bet him to do it, he wants the money. Maybe he found another strategy to get to her.

My mood changes instantly, I don't really understand, but deep down I know what they're talking about. Jake comes back soon after, and he sees something is wrong.

"Are you OK?"

"Did you take a bet, to bring me here?"

His face changes completely, I was right.

"No, what are you talking about?"

"Don't make me look like an i***t, I saw your messages. Now I want you to leave, and never talk to me again. I can't believe I've had a crush on you for years and you turn out to be the biggest jerk ever!"

"Kathy, let me explain, It's not me tha-"

"Don't you dare make up excuses! I told you to leave!"

My voice got higher, and he does leave and once I'm sure he's gone I untense every part of my body and just cry and sit there. I don't have the energy to move, and I don't really want to. I feel like and i***t for thinking he could want me or even like me. And just when I thought things couldn't get worst, Matt walks in, and on top of that comes and sits in front of me. I wipe the tears off my cheeks.

"Matt, this isn't the time to make fun of me, so I would really appreciate it if you leave me alone."

"I'm not here to make fun of you Kitty. Sorry, Kathy."

That actually surprises me, and I don't ask him to leave, I would like an explanation.

"Did you know about the bet?" More tears fall.

"Yes. I had nothing to do with it by the way, I was against it."

This surprises me, "What happened then?" I sit back and wait for him to start talking.

"Well after you spoke to him on the first day of school, our friends bet him that he should take you out, and kiss you, and manage to make you confess your love to him. Because it was no secret you had a thing for him. I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't listen to me and since then I haven't stayed with them, well let's say we're not friends anymore. Cause it isn't cool to mess with other peoples feelings."

This actually touches me.

"Anyway, they forgot to take me off the group chat, so I read all the messages and knew everything about there plan. And then, when Jake left because you found out about the bet, he explained what happened. And that's why I'm here, I wanted to check if you were alright. He lost the bet by the way."

I smile a little, but it fades quickly, and I cry feeling the same as before.

Between sobs I manage to say "I feel like such and i***t, for thinking I had a chance." And then I just cry.

"You're not an idiot." He takes a tissue and gives it to me. Then he asks for the check, and pays. After that he takes me home, and just before I go in I thank him. He just smiles and leaves.