The Heaven I Found In Hell by Ashley Andrews Page B

lungs, but after shopping the whole afternoon...? I don't think I have the energy left to do that. I pressed the phone much closer to my ear, before I spoke up again.
     
    "I thought you were…"
     
    I mentally cursed myself, as my attention turned back to Anthony.
     
    "You thought I was what…?" He said, sounding somewhat confused.
     
    "You like Riley?" I asked in bewilderment.
     
    No I wasn't surprised by the idea of him liking Riley for reasons I didn't know yet…I was surprised by the capability of one extremely shy person to bruise my ego so bad… I thought he was going to ask me out! Why did he pay for my dress and tell me I looked pretty in the gown I wore?
     
    "Uh…yeah…why…?" He asked, and I only started to figure out now that both of us weren't on the same track at the moment.
     
    "I thought you were going to ask me out…why'd you pay for my dress if you didn't like me?"  Okay…that came out much more easily than I expected…and it felt embarrassing.
     
    Shit…do I hear laughing…?
     
    "Anthony…" I said in a tone of warning when a voice that wasn't Anthony's was more audibly heard. "Is there someone else there?"
     
    "Alex…you're on loudspeaker…" He confessed. I let out a loud groan as I plopped down hard on my bed, but since I was surrounded by linen, the rash action didn't hurt at all. "And I paid for your gown as an early 'thank you' for you helping me out in the future to get Riley…will you?"
     
    "Wait…you're pranking me…and asking me for help?" I asked, now it was me who was confused.
     
    "No, babe…he's just asking for help."
     
    Nathan.
     
    "Well dear, why are you included in this private conversation?" I said in a matter-of-factly tone. I was now very fully awake, and was hoping I hadn't thought too much a while ago at the mall. Now my head hurt, and my ego was bruised…
     
    "Well, babe…" He started with the harmless flirting ongoing at the moment. "First, we are talking about  my  sister whom I share the same blood with…"
     
    Point…
     
    "Second, if I hadn't told Anthony to ask for your help, you'd still be clueless about the whole thing."
     
    "Why does he need my help?" I asked, oblivious to the capacity of Nathan's brain. He was actually smart, or maybe I'm just below the dumbass mark.
     
    God…sometimes I'm just such an idiot…and shallow…
     
    "Knock. Knock. You're my sister's roommate."
     
    Another point…
     
    "Well, do you have anything else to say?"
     
    "Yes…you're especially narcissistic for a girl..." He tactlessly said with a laugh, making me want to strangle him all the more. "…so confident that someone likes you."
     
    I heard a loud 'bang,' as if one of them slapped the other one hard in the arm, and what came next to the loud sound, was a thunderous, "Fuck!" If my guess was correct, Anthony was the one who hit Nate, and Nate was the one who cursed.
     
    "I'm a supermodel, F-Y-I." I said in a sarcastic tone.
     
    "So…are you going to help my dear boy?"
     
    I heard a 'shut up' coming from Anthony, and a wicked laugh from Nathan.
     
    "Be there in five minutes."
     
    ----
     
    "So, what's our plan?" I asked the two alpha males the moment they opened their door. I stepped in their dorm room, and sat myself on the couch, as I waited for them to come over to where I was.
     
    "We don't have a plan…" Nathan confessed, as he took the space beside me. He propped his legs up, and rested them on the small table in front of us. Anthony, the only nervous one among us, decided to stand, and walk around in a slightly fast pace.
     
    "How long have you liked her?"
     
    "Uhm…"
     
    "How sure are you, you even like her?"
     
    "Interrogation here…?" Nathan teased, as he looked at me with a questioning face. I swatted his arm from my shoulders, and when he didn't budge I pinched his arm, though it still did me no good.
     
    "I just have a lot of questions." I said, defending my pride as I shrugging my shoulders.
     
    "Alex…Anthony likes my