"Actually, no. Don't say it. I might need plausible deniability if Interpol shows up on my fucking door." 

"Our door," I rolled my eyes because I wasn't afraid of Interpol showing up on Teddy's doorstep. What I was afraid of was much worse than some suits. But Teddy didn't need to know that. 

Teddy stood up from his chair and pulled out a bowl from the cupboard. With the box of milk gripped tightly in his hands and his face scrunched up in concentration he poured his cereal and turned to face me, "And him," His lips twisted into a scowl as if the word put a sour taste in his mouth, "Should I be expecting him too?"

I grit my teeth, "He is not my boyfriend, he never was so you know you have nothing to worry about." 

"Could have fooled me." He said, pouring his milk into the bowl.

"Come on, Teddy. You know that's not how this goes. You of all people know I don't do boyfriends, ever. Besides him and I we are done. Whatever we had its gone and unlike our friendship it can't be recovered."

Teddy scoffed as he fiddled with the sleeves of his cardigan. He looked up at me and placed his bowl onto the table, "Yeah? Because that's exactly what you said three years ago and the next thing I knew you were on a flight to France. Fucking France Sam!"

I grimaced. He wasn't wrong that had happened but that had nothing to do with the 'him' in question and more to do with the France part and the race car groupies. But I didn't tell him that because something told me telling My best friend that I had ditched him on a whim, for some uncertain journey to France just so I could fuck foreign supermodels wasn't a good idea. 

Teddy leaned into his chair and frowned. Out of all the people I knew, Teddy was not the person I expected heat from, especially for my whims but then I guess I deserved it. I had ditched him and unlike my other whims I hadn't had time to communicate anything with him. 

Not when I boarded the private plane, not when I got to sit in the driver's seat of a formula 1 car and certainly not when I was banging groupies in every position possible to men. So yeah maybe I had been swept up in the glamour and life of the racing world but Teddy usually understood my need to be free. He was always supportive when I took spontaneous week-long trips to nowhere. 

 But then again he was the one person who really knew me so it made sense that he would be on my case. Three years was a long time to be gone.

I pulled out a beer from the fridge, with my lips pressed into a thin line I slid it across the table and sat on the chair opposite Teddy's. 

He eyed the bottle as if it was radioactive and maybe it was but not in the sense that would kill. If he accepted the bottle that would mean he was that much closer to forgiving me. If not, I might have to start apartment hunting with the non existent money in my account.

"I have been here for a week Teddy. Doesn't that prove that this is not like last time? I know you are acting like this because you care and as much as I appreciate I am going to need you to trust me. Trust me when I say this is not like last time. He is out of my life, me and him we had a... disagreement. A bad one. One I don't think we can ever get over so now I am on my own, like I always am and I am sorry for making you feel like I dont value our friendship because I do." 

Teddy's eyes narrowed for a second. The frown on his face disappeared long enough for me to see an opening. I doubled down on his guilt, throwing caution to the wind. 

"I thought you loved me, what happened to that?" 

Teddy groaned accepting the beer I had slid towards him. He gnawed on the edge of his bottom lip and eyed the beer in his hand. 

I smiled, knowing full well that he had already forgiven me. That was the thing with Teddy once he started chewing on his lip like that he was a goner.  

"For the record I never said I loved you. My mother loves you. I just tolerate you because I am your only friend." 

"Yeah, you are." I whispered, smiling. 

"You still need to pay your half of the rent. I don't know what you are going to have to do to find the money but you can find it. And I need a few days to clear out your old room. I put most of my gear in there."

"Yeah, of course whatever you need." I smiled clinking my beer against his, "It's just like old times. In the meantime I can sleep on the couch."

Teddy used the edge of the table to open his bottle. He placed the bottle against his lips and downed the whole bottle in one go, "You are lucky I care."

"I know. I know. I promise to keep up with my expenses I swear. You know I don't slack. I am a good roommate."

"Yeah," Teddy scowled, "And a Terrible friend."

"I said I was sorry." 

"Mmm," Teddy stood up and chucked his bottle on his way out. He stopped by the door and turned to look at me, "What now? You going back to WKU?"

I shrugged and Teddy's frown deepened. He closed the door behind him leaving me and my thoughts in the meagre two bedroom apartment.

What was I going to do? 

One thing was for sure, there was no way I was re-enrolling into West Kinsley University.