Stop Loving You

When I reached the top of the stairs, I gave Leo a sideways glance and knew I couldn't go. "Can I meet you later?"

I didn't know where he would go, and at that moment I didn't care.

It was apparent Gabe still wanted to talk.

Leo scrunched his brows together. "I thought you were through with him." He threw his hands in the air, frustration oozing from his pores.

"Please," I added.

"Sure. Whatever." Leo walked out of the kitchen, and I heard the front door slam.

Professor Pops came up the stairs and cleared his throat. "I've got some work to get done. If you need me, I'll be in my office."

"Thanks, Professor Pops," I said, suddenly feeling nervous Gabe and I were going to be alone together.

"Of course." He disappeared inside his office, closing the door.

Gabe came forward and wrapped me in a hug. "I hoped to see you again."

I clung to him and tried to forget everything he said to me that night, not so long ago.

But I couldn't. I stiffened. "I'm here," I said, but stepped back, pushi