Fragile Little Things ?

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“Jesus,” Mae murmurs, more to herself than anything.

I tuck my hands in my pockets. “I can call you two an uber?”

“Nope.” Mae shakes her head. “It’s cool.” Then she pauses, eyeing me. “Why are you being so nice?”

I shrug. “I don’t know.”

It’s the truth. I’m usually the last person to get involved with girls I don’t plan on sleeping with. And even though I might not have found a girl tonight, now that I’m out of the frat, I don’t plan on going back in.

Mae’s voice is filled with a dull scepticism when she says, “I’ll take her home.”

Then, Indigo lifts up on her elbows and rubs at her eyes. “I need to pee.”

Mae sighs, pulling out her phone. “Okay. Hold it for a few minutes, alright?”

“Noooo.” Indie groans. “I need to pee right now.”

“There’s a bathroom back inside,” I say.

At this, Indie’s eyes slide to me, and she glowers like she remembers she has to be mad at me. She brings her brows together and wrinkles her nose, drawing all those freckles to the centre of her face.

I lift a brow, and Mae gives me a passing look. “Public toilets are a big no.”

I let out my breath slow, and I can’t believe I’m doing it when I say, “Our place is near.”

Mae makes a face. “Uh....”

“Maeeee. I need to peeeee.”

“Okay, okay,” Mae sighs, turning back to me. “How far is your place?”

“Five-minute walk.”

“Maeeee.”

Mae brings her hand to her temple, taking a deep breath. “Let’s go to your place and then I’ll take her home.”

I nod. Mae walks back to her friend, tugging on Indie’s arm so hard she might rip it from the socket. But she still doesn’t budge off the ground. “Indigo!” Mae yells, “Get up right now or I swear to God, I’m going to kill you.”

Indie laughs. It’s unrestrained and sparkling, and I want to hear it again, but she settles with a lazy smile. “I’m tired.”

“You’re a lightweight, that’s what you are.” Mae kicks her in the side with little force. “Now get your whiny ass up. You want to pee, right?”

“But the grass feels so nice.” Indigo holds up two fingers. “Two more minutes.”

Faintly amused, I walk over and lean down to meet her gaze. She swallows, leaning backward and averting her gaze. “What?”

“Get on my back.”

“Huh?” Her eyes are wide when she looks back at me for a second, pressing her lips together. “No.”

“Fine,” I say, “Stay here.”

I turn and walk away, dead serious. They can follow if they want. Mae seems like she has it all under control. Well, not really, but she’ll figure something out. I’m four steps away when I hear her voice. “Wait.”

I face Indie, but she’s not looking at me when she says, “I’ll come.”

I stall for a few seconds. Is she really worth all this? Fuck it. I guess I’ll never know. I’m walking back over when she mumbles, “Only because I don’t want to get a UTI.”