challenged.
“Please.” He now looked desperate.
“Fine .” I turned to Lucas. “I’ll meet you in my room.”
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” Lucas asked.
I nodded.
“I’ll wait in your room,” Lucas said then he bent down and kissed my forehead.
Aaron waited for Lucas to leave before he started speaking.
“Are you sleeping with that guy?” It seemed more like an a ccusation than a question.
“What are you doing here, Aaron?” I countered.
“Why is he going to your room?” Aaron continued. He seemed to be going a bit crazy with jealousy. At least I had the answer to my question about his feelings for me.
“He’s my roommate’s brother. Remember?”
That didn’t seem to appease him. “I don’t want you going out with him.”
“I don’t care,” I spat. “You don’t get to make that decision for me. We’re not a couple. Apparently, we’re not even dating. You made that perfectly clear last night.”
He gulped. Aaron Donovan was at a loss for words. That was a first.
“What are we doing, Aaron?” I asked. “I don’t want a part-time relationship; you’re only with me when you’re not with your friends. I want a real relationship with someone. I deserve to have someone, who is proud to call me his girlfriend. I want someone, who will stand up for me and stand up for us.”
I turned to leave.
“Wait,” Aaron pleaded. He reached out to grab my arm but stopped himself. He put his hands in his pockets instead. “I just want you to know the other girls don’t mean anything to me.”
“Can’t you see they mean something to me? When you do things with other girls, when you’re intimate with them, it makes what you’ve done with me meaningless.”
I didn’t wait for Aaron to say anything else. I merely turned and walked away. The ball was in his court now. I made it clear what I wanted and I didn’t plan on settling for anything less. Either we had a true relationship or we had nothing. I was tired of straddling the fence between the two.
***
T he following week, I tried to get to class as late as possible without being too late. I hadn’t heard anything from Aaron all week and I wanted to minimize our contact. Realizing we would probably have to discuss our final project after class, I had already created a division of labor that I planned on handing to him that outlined different parts of the project we could do on our own so we wouldn’t have to see each other. I was even willing to put everything together the final week of class, if he just emailed it to me. It seemed like the perfect plan.
When I arrived in the classroom, I noticed the pretty girls we already seated in the back of the room and most of the other students had already found their seats. Even Dr. Griffin was at her desk getting her notes ready for class. The only other person, who was noticeably absent, was Aaron. Damn! I thought for sure he would have already arrived.
I took my seat and grabbed my Mary Cassatt biography. I hoped it wouldn’t be too obvious when he walked past me again this week that I was still in exactly the same place in the book. I hadn’t actually had time to read the biography yet, although I intended to, probably over winter break.
My nose was pressed firmly in the book when I heard snic kering from the back of the class. When I looked up from my book, Aaron was walking into class carrying a massive balloon bouquet. Every one of the balloons was a sunflower. I gulped. I quickly glanced over at Dr. Griffin and she was wide-eyed. Yipes! This was going to be embarrassing. But I guess I asked for it when I said I didn’t want to be a secret girlfriend.
Aaron approached my desk and set the massive balloon bo uquet in front of me. I noticed each balloon was being held down with a little weight attached to the bottom of it. Clever. Of course, I couldn’t see over the thing. Several of the balloons were in my line of sight.
Aaron
“Please.” He now looked desperate.
“Fine .” I turned to Lucas. “I’ll meet you in my room.”
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” Lucas asked.
I nodded.
“I’ll wait in your room,” Lucas said then he bent down and kissed my forehead.
Aaron waited for Lucas to leave before he started speaking.
“Are you sleeping with that guy?” It seemed more like an a ccusation than a question.
“What are you doing here, Aaron?” I countered.
“Why is he going to your room?” Aaron continued. He seemed to be going a bit crazy with jealousy. At least I had the answer to my question about his feelings for me.
“He’s my roommate’s brother. Remember?”
That didn’t seem to appease him. “I don’t want you going out with him.”
“I don’t care,” I spat. “You don’t get to make that decision for me. We’re not a couple. Apparently, we’re not even dating. You made that perfectly clear last night.”
He gulped. Aaron Donovan was at a loss for words. That was a first.
“What are we doing, Aaron?” I asked. “I don’t want a part-time relationship; you’re only with me when you’re not with your friends. I want a real relationship with someone. I deserve to have someone, who is proud to call me his girlfriend. I want someone, who will stand up for me and stand up for us.”
I turned to leave.
“Wait,” Aaron pleaded. He reached out to grab my arm but stopped himself. He put his hands in his pockets instead. “I just want you to know the other girls don’t mean anything to me.”
“Can’t you see they mean something to me? When you do things with other girls, when you’re intimate with them, it makes what you’ve done with me meaningless.”
I didn’t wait for Aaron to say anything else. I merely turned and walked away. The ball was in his court now. I made it clear what I wanted and I didn’t plan on settling for anything less. Either we had a true relationship or we had nothing. I was tired of straddling the fence between the two.
***
T he following week, I tried to get to class as late as possible without being too late. I hadn’t heard anything from Aaron all week and I wanted to minimize our contact. Realizing we would probably have to discuss our final project after class, I had already created a division of labor that I planned on handing to him that outlined different parts of the project we could do on our own so we wouldn’t have to see each other. I was even willing to put everything together the final week of class, if he just emailed it to me. It seemed like the perfect plan.
When I arrived in the classroom, I noticed the pretty girls we already seated in the back of the room and most of the other students had already found their seats. Even Dr. Griffin was at her desk getting her notes ready for class. The only other person, who was noticeably absent, was Aaron. Damn! I thought for sure he would have already arrived.
I took my seat and grabbed my Mary Cassatt biography. I hoped it wouldn’t be too obvious when he walked past me again this week that I was still in exactly the same place in the book. I hadn’t actually had time to read the biography yet, although I intended to, probably over winter break.
My nose was pressed firmly in the book when I heard snic kering from the back of the class. When I looked up from my book, Aaron was walking into class carrying a massive balloon bouquet. Every one of the balloons was a sunflower. I gulped. I quickly glanced over at Dr. Griffin and she was wide-eyed. Yipes! This was going to be embarrassing. But I guess I asked for it when I said I didn’t want to be a secret girlfriend.
Aaron approached my desk and set the massive balloon bo uquet in front of me. I noticed each balloon was being held down with a little weight attached to the bottom of it. Clever. Of course, I couldn’t see over the thing. Several of the balloons were in my line of sight.
Aaron
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