I failed to keep those thoughts at bay and I picked up my phone. Instead of doing what my heart was forcing me to, I went with what my mind was telling me instead and called Tatum. He was surprised that I had called him again when not even thirty minutes had passed since out last conversation. He had said that he would come over so he questioned what it was that could not wait until then.
"Is there something wrong, Bea?" Tatum asked and I heard some quiet voices of people in the background. I had disturbed him while he was in class and felt guilty for it.
"N-No... it's okay, I'll talk to you lat-"
"I'm in the hallway right now. You can tell me what's bothering you," he said and indeed, the quiet voices had died down. He had already left in the middle of the class so I might as well tell
