BLAIR POV

After finishing my talk with Will, I felt relieved that my brother and I were okay again. However, something was now tugging at me, Wesley, and wondering how he felt about the two of us. 

As I walked down the halls towards my room, I could hear Wesley's voice. As I approached the door, i could hear him clearer, and he sounded angry. I slowly opened the door and saw him on the phone, pacing around the small room. He looked angry, his brown eyes an almost black color, a set frown on his beautifully sculpted face. 

"Whatever. Okay. Bye." Wesley snapped into the phone before hanging up.

 "What was that about?" I asked curiously. 

"Nothing." He snapped, still staring at his phone. I was a little annoyed by his shortness, but let it slide because he seemed pretty upset about something. 

"Sorry." Wesley mumbled a moment later. 

"It's okay." I replied cautiously, picking up my history textbook to start working on an assignment I had due in a few days. 

"So where were you this morning?" He asked as he seemed to snap back to his normal self. 

"I went to see Will." I replied, opening up my notebook. 

"Oh.. how was it?" He asked slowly. 

"It was fine," I replied distractedly, Will's fears creeping into my mind. 

I felt a weight towards the end of my bed. "Blair are you still mad about me snapping at you a few minutes ago? I said I was sorry." Wes said. 

I looked up at him, "No I'm not mad, you apologized and I understand it looks like you were upset. I'm just doing work now." I answered. 

Wesley schooched closer to me, "Why don't you do that later, and you and I can have some fun?" He said, taking my textbook out of my hands. 

I shook my head, "I can't. This assignment is due in three days and I haven't started it yet." I reached around him for my books again. 

"C'mon Blair." He whined. 

"Wes, I can't." I said a bit more forcefully. 

Wesley sighed heavily, and stood up, "Fine, if that's what you want." He said, a hint of annoyance in his tone. 

"I'm going out." He announced, just saying it in the air. 

As soon as I was left alone I felt more distracted than ever. Wesley's attitude after I told him I needed to study was bugging me. He felt cold and angry, was he going to be like that when he didn't get his way? Or when I refused to make out with him? 

I tried my best to shake it off and focus on my work. 

--BREAK---

About an hour later, I finished my assignment, though it took longer than expected due to my distracted mind. 

Wesley still hadn't returned from wherever he went and I was getting more anxious about everything. I couldn't sit in this room any longer so I called up Mona and Wendy to see if they wanted to go out for a while. 

They both agreed so I headed down to the dining hall to grab a bite of food before we left to go to the movies. 

"Hey Blair!" The two greeted as I walked to their table. 

"Hey," I replied, taking a seat across from them. 

"What's up? You sound glum chum." Mona asked as she studied my face. 

"Wesley." I said as I toyed with my food. 

"Why?" Wendy asked. 

After I explained everything to them, they both looked at each other. "He seemed like he was upset already, maybe his anger wasn't really directed towards you. Maybe he left to cool himself off to prevent things from escalating further." Wendy suggested. 

I nodded, "Maybe you're right. I'm probably overreacting and thinking too much." I admitted. 

"Yeah, just wait until he comes back and see how he is or even talk to him, and then see what happens. I think then you'll have your answer for how Wesley feels." Mona said. I nodded and the two of us headed to the movies. 

--BREAK--

When I got back to the room a few hours later, I saw Wesley already there. "I thought you said you were too busy with your assignments." Wesley said coldly. 

"I finished, and you were out so I decided to go out with Wendy and Mona." I answered back. 

"So you just didn't want to be with me?" He asked. 

"No, you just weren't around." I said. 

"But earlier... you pushed me away." He stated. 

"Because I had to get that assignment done." I said exasperatedly. 

"Are you sure that you still like me?" He asked nervously. 

Now I was beyond confused. "What do you mean? Of course I still like you." I said, confusion clear in my voice. 

Wesley looked down, and played with the strings on his sweatpants. "It's just you seemed a little distant and then you didn't want to kiss. I'm just not used to this." He said quietly. 

I took a seat next to him on his bed, "Wes, you're losing me here, what are you not used to?" I asked him gently. 

"Trying to pursue a girl and date her. I'm used to just hooking up with girls, ones who clung to me and just wanted to hook up and be done. I'm not used to wanting a girl for more than just a one night stand." He explained. 

I felt jealous bile threaten its way up my throat at his mention of being with other girls, but I think I finally understood what Wesley was talking about. 

"You thought, because I didn't want to kiss you then that I was done with you?" I asked him and he nodded, his eyes darting to mine quickly before focusing back on the floor. 

"I just needed to get my work done. We are at college you know, and my education is important to me. And if I seemed distant it was only because you seemed upset and I didn't want to provoke you further." I told him. 

He finally looked up at me, "Really?" He asked tentatively. I just nodded, a smile on my face. 

Wesley's face then grew into that smile I adored, "Good because I really like you, and you're more to me than just a one night thing." He assured, cupping a chin and pressing our foreheads together.