I know if I don’t though, it’s going to eat me alive.
I need this. I need him.
Please, Cooper, don’t break my heart. I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle it.
Chapter 15
Cooper
“Ahhh, you guys were amazing!” Val squeals, launching herself at me.
“Thanks.” I chuckle, hugging my friend, then putting her down. “It was a crazy win, but we got it. Where’s Blake?” I ask, not finding him with my friends. He was with them before, I saw him in the stands.
“He’s right—” Ellie looks behind her and frowns. “He was here a second ago.”
Unease fills me. “Is he okay? Did he say he was sick or something?”
“No. He literally was here just a second ago,” Ellie says, looking around.
“That’s strange. Maybe he had to use the bathroom,” Val suggests.
“Maybe...” I say slowly, searching for him myself.
“By the way, wanna tell me why Luke was talking to you? He doesn’t even go here.” Val huffs.
My eyes flick back to Val’s. “Luke? Oh, it was his school we were playing against. He was just congratulating me.”
“Congratulating the team his school lost to seems a little weird to me,” Lexie mutters.
“It’s not a big deal.” I frown. “He said a few words to me and left.”
“Yeah, but if you could see him from where we were standing, he looked like he was trying to get you to go home and fuck him tonight. He was all over you.”
Was he? I didn’t even notice. I was too busy wanting the conversation to end so I could see Blake.
Fuck. Blake. If what Val says is true, did Blake see, get upset and leave?
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“I’m going to go find Blake. I don’t like that he just left like that.”
“Are you going to the party?” Val asks.
“No.” I shake my head. “I’ll be staying at my dad’s place tonight.”
Saying goodbye to my friends, I jog to the parking lot. It’s packed as people head to their cars.
Cursing, I pull my phone out of my pocket and call Blake. It rings a few times, but he doesn’t pick up.
“Where are you?” I mutter as that sinking feeling in my stomach intensifies.
I send him a text as I head toward my car.
I could sit around and wait for a response, but I know I’ll drive myself crazy if I do that. No, I’ll head over to his place and see if he went home. If he’s not home, then I’ll start to worry.
It takes me nearly forty minutes to get out of the damn parking lot. I justhadto park on the other side of the exit because it was closest to the damn field.
While I waited, I tried texting and calling Blake again, and nothing.
