Before We Were In Love - Part 2
Crash
"I'm busy," I mutter, playing with some sheet music in the corner of the room.
It takes her a second to answer, but when she does, I feel like a complete ass.
"Okay, then," she says, cheeks red, "Sorry if I . . . I mean, it's no big deal. I just wanted . . . nevermind." She gets up and starts across the room towards the door, and my stomach sinks to my toes.
"Kelly—"
"No, don't worry about it! I know you've got a lot to do!" she says. Her hand is on the door now, but she's not meeting my eyes and I'm afraid it's because hers might be filled with tears. "I needed to get home anyway. If you see Tommy tell him I said hi!"
Yep. Her eyes are shining. I'm an asshole.
Then she drops her gaze, and her fake smile goes with it, and she turns and starts to leave.