It's Always Been You

"So... you sure you guys are as happy as you said?"I turned to look at Wes, not in the mood for his comments about commitment being stupid. I gave him an unamused look. "Don't start."Wes only shrugged nonchalantly. His features softened as he continued to peer at me, lightly narrowing his eyes. "Seems like there's trouble in paradise. Help me understand why you're dating an asshole like him."I scoffed, offering him a small grin. "Who do you want me to date? An asshole like you?""Hey," Wes frowned dramatically. "I may be an asshole in some ways but I would never treat you the way he does."For some reason, Wes's words warmed my heart but I chose to ignore that feeling."He's not that bad," I mumbled sheepishly, avoiding Wes's gaze. "He's just... tired, having a bad day."Wes rolled his eyes, making it very evident that he didn't buy my words. "Sure."I ignored Wes, figuring he would head his own way as soon as we exited the dormitory building but he didn't."Uh..." I stopped to loo

I stirred when I felt myself moving. I slowly blinked my eyes open, squinting to adjust to the lighting."Hey Fi," Wes spoke quietly, a small smile on his lips as he looked down at me. "What's your dorm number?""Mmm..." I licked my lips that tasted like alcohol. "202." I kept my eyes shut as Wes carried me to my dorm, bridal style. I was too hazy and buzzed to fully understand what was going on.Wes carried me inside, to my bed and laid me down, placing the blanket on top of me and tucking me in. I thought he was going to leave but instead, he grabbed some make-up wipes off the desk and started to gently wipe my face with them."Wes," I looked at him through squinted eyes and he softly rubbed the make-up off my forehead."Hmm," he looked down at me, raising his eyebrows."Why did you leave Michelle to bring me home?" I tilted my head to the side as I looked at him.His features and eyes were soft, his tongue very slightly poking out of the corner of his mouth as he focused on wiping

"I can barely stay caught up with my own major but how am I supposed to complain when you're out here doing pre-med?" Michelle groaned, ramming her head down on the table.We were sitting in the local cafe, trying to catch up on homework and studying but Michelle was not in the studying mood.I let out a small laugh, shaking my head at my best friend. "With the amount of coffee you've had, you should really be more productive, Elle."Michelle lifted her head and gave me an upmost dull look. "With the amount of coffee I've had, I cannot sit still and focus for the life of me."I leaned back in the booth, watching her misery with amusement. "This is why you manage your time and don't leave your assignments until last minute."Michelle continued to give me a flat look. "Sorry we all can't be motivated and smart like you, Fia. God, I just want it to be Summer already."I couldn't help but scoff. "It's the second month of freshman year, Elle. We got a long way to go."Michelle shrugged, le

Wes grinned down at me as he held onto my hand and led me into a local pub. "Just because you're leaving the party early doesn't mean your night has to go to waste. The drinking doesn't have to stop."I shook my head at him, laughing softly. I followed him in and we took a seat in a booth.Wes turned to look at me before he sat down. "I'll go grab us some drinks. I'm hoping you won't run away.""It's tempting," I joked. Somehow, I was already feeling much lighter and calmer now that I was here with Wes. He made me feel better even when he was hardly trying.Wes returned with some drinks and sat across from me in the booth. He leaned over the table, peering at me with a strong and intrigued gaze. "So, you don't want to talk about whatever has got you in a sour mood?"I bit the inside of my lip as I debated. It wasn't that I didn't trust Wes, that wasn't the case at all. I just didn't want to spend any more time ranting and dwelling about Nate.Nate was a lost cause at this point. All I

"Fia, we're going to be on such a tight schedule. Is there no way you can come home earlier for the dress fitting?"I was so swamped with studying, the last thing I was in the mood for right now was a conversation with my mother. However, if I had declined her call like I wanted to, she would have only found more reasons to bash on me.My mother had a way of finding a problem with just about every single thing I did. Or didn't do.I sighed and ran a hand down my face, my body feeling exhausted and worn out. "Mom, I'm going to be home for weeks. I can't just come back before the break starts. I have classes and exams are coming up."My mother sighed dramatically through the phone. "Fia, this is about your sister. You're being so selfish. It's her big day and you can't make any compromises."My jaw fell, the urge to ram my head into the table very tempting. I tried to keep a calm and quiet voice since I was sitting in the campus library but it was hard to say patient when it came to my