Hailey The beaming feeling in my chest didn't delude even as I made the long walk from the office to my locker, get all my stuff and floated all the trek to the football field. Good news. At last. It felt as if I hadn't had any in way too long, the relief in my muscles felt like melting since I'd been on the edge for such an amount of time now I felt weird to just be able to relax. As soon as I stepped out the main building, I sensed there was something going on when I saw the players separated into small groups. It didn't look like rehearsals at all. Ones were on the field with coach Grey, ones more privately on the side with the nursing team and the rest waiting on the side, looking at the others. You could sense a thickness in the air, like tension... But why? Halfway there, I spotted a known black hair in the group watching the others, stretching with a few more guys. As if aware of my attention on him, Oliver head turned to this direction and spotted me getting closer. I w
Now it's done. He's good. And I couldn't stop smiling over it. Just like the others, Nate shared my relief, confusing me again since the lines of our 'just kissing' were getting blurred once more. But we were friends, right? He gets excited over it because I did, as a friend would. Nothing else. And those weird things my heart had been doing recently every time we were together got nothing to do with it. They were weak moments due to my vulnerable state. Then why do you feel it again now that he's grinning back at you? "That's amazing Hailey. I'm so glad to hear it."Vulnerable again?Shut up.We were friends. Nothing more. Well, yeah, maybe a bit more; but only on the physical turf. Nothing emotional. Not like-"What are you reading?" he wondered nodding to the book forgotten in my hand as I snapped out my stupid quarrel with myself. "Killing a mockingbird." I lifted it so he could see the cover. "We got a test in a couple weeks and I really need to get it done.""Right, the...
"I'm supposed to, Hailey." he huffed out in frustration, my questioning not sitting him well. "What do you want me to do about it?"Not to go!But that was crazy, and controlling. I wasn't like that. I baffled myself thinking it. My eyes widened, but once more, he wasn't looking so we didn't notice. No... I don't really mind him going, what's eating me alive is the thought of him and Trish together. Yet, I couldn't say something like that out loud without sounding like a jealous girlfriend. Which I wasn't. We've been doing this not commitment for over a few weeks now, how could it be that it bothered me more now than when we started? It was crazy... I was crazy. "Hailey." his fingers tightened on my legs, attracting my attention and I realized I hadn't answered. Clearing my throat, I straightened my back again, letting go of him -not having noticed I was curled over him, with my head over his and my arms around his shoulders. "Nothing. Whatever. Should we get going?" I went to
"Sure." to my surprise Nate was the first to answer. "We have to stop somewhere first, tho." he announced and shifted his hold on me so his hand curled on my waist and tugged me along with him. His fingers pressed the line of bare skin bellow my top and spread heat everywhere of my being as he pulled me along. "We'll meet you there.""We have?" I asked flabbergasted by the contact and words. The tingles under my skin only got worse when he hushed in my ear."Right." scoffed Seth, shaking his head and turning towards Olly. "Your car's here, isn't it?"I didn't get to hear the end because we were already out of earshot. The quarterback's determinate strides guided us across the park and to the parking lot where I easily spotted Letty; parked at the very end, half hidden between the brushwood adorning the place, while I frowned. Have we made plans to go somewhere? I couldn't remember.Still confused and squeezing my memory, I went to round the car for the passenger door."Wait wait, come
Not only hurt. The fact that he was this harsh and detached after what we just shared made me felt humiliated as well. "Hailey...""It's fine." I repeated, letting go of his hand and folding my arms, towards the window. I wasn't in the mood to let it slid that easily. Maybe it was all my fault, for letting myself be fooled into believing this was something more than we'd agreed, right?But those bruises... what are they from? He's always showing some, but I couldn't decipher where were they from. Did he get into so many fights? Maybe from the football? It wasn't exactly a gentle sport, but then why would he get so defensive when I asked?Letty came to a stop and I glanced up, seeing we were already on the bar. Just as Kurt'd said, the place was packed. The parking was full and people were occupying every table on the terrace, so I guessed inside it must be just as crowded. Poor Lara, she must be really busy. But that was also a good. Supporting Kurt's sister was the only thing hol
Hailey"Hailey!"I could faintly hear my mother calling from downstairs. The slim rays that managed to find their way through the blinds of my window tickled my nose with its warmth and light. Making me scrunch it and turned to my other side. My eyes still closed and heavy. This is like the third time she'd called for me to wake up, but it was Saturday. Today was my free day. Nothing was pushing me to stand from this comfy mattress other than her high pitched voice turning impatient with time.The whole night I'd been tossing and turning. Well, actually, not only tonight. For some ridiculous reason, catching sleep had been an impossible mission lately. Too many thoughts overpowered my mind and what I thought would be a simple decision turned into a curse. It had been two days since the... fight? I don't know how to call it exactly. Nate had been giving me the space I asked for and I was glad he did, but at the same time I got this constant scratching at the back of my head that tol
"What?" my cheeks burned at the sudden turn this had taken and at his knowing gaze I cleared my throat. "What are you talking about?""You tell me.""I-I have nothing to tell you." but he smirked at the excuse, baffling me. "Your lip twitched at the side whenever you lie." he pointed to the corner of my mouth and I slapped his hand away, mortified. Matt chuckled the more I blushed. "Come on! Who is he?" his head tilted. "Mom only says he's from school and that your sulking is probably for him.""I'm not sulking!" but it fell on deaf ears. "Does he treat you well? Do the twins know him? Should I worry? Did you-""Matt.""Just tell me. I want to know about your boyfriend."Boyfriend. I almost grimaced at the word, knowing that was probably the furthest of what Nate was or would ever be to me. He loathed commitment to a point I hadn't seen it coming. I thought it was all his player attitude, but again, he wasn't exactly a fuck boy. He didn't tie down, but didn't go around sleeping wit
"What for?""I don't know... Girl hang out?" but that only seemed to confuse her all the more."And what's my doing there?""Well, you're a girl... and we hang out..." she frowned further, as if I was speaking about drinking each other's blood instead of inviting her over. What am I even doing? She doesn't even like me, and I just ended things with one of her best friends. A bit awkwardly I brushed my nape. "Um, if you want to, I mean.""I never had a girl hang out before." she surprised me admitting with a shrug, her pose not as defensive anymore. "What do you do?""I don't know... hang out? Wander around, gossip, shopping.""So we are that cliché, uh?" she smirked and I laughed along, relief washing over realizing I hadn't crossed any line."I guess we are. We're also meeting with my brother and his friends in a while to have lunch."Her eyes widened. "Oh, I-I've already eaten.""Then you can just accompany us." I smiled and after a second she nodded, returning a small grin. "Cool!"
I smirked at her blush when I catch her eyes. "So this is your bar-""An ice cream shop." she corrected lifting her chin in pride and that made me want to smile wider. So for the sake of the taunting I covered it with a hum, brushing my mouth to wash it off and looking over the bar that stood some feet from us, straight to her work zone. There was with the cash register, other items and the whole ice-cream display next a small bakery section, and they smell so delicious... "What can I get you?" her voice snapped me out my little trance and back to my humble reality, watching her moving closer all that yummy area. And I knew I couldn't afford it. Not after the new trainers I got myself this very weekend. My stomach groaned in protest and I gulped down, ashamed, but trying to sound nonchalant with a shrug. "I don't have money on me."But that didn't faze her at all. "Don't be silly, this is on me.""Oh, em, nothing..."Hailey gave me the are-you-for-real-look and shook her head, amu
Her eyes widened, embarrassed and I felt that guilt clenching my guts once ore at the hurt and blush overing ehr expression now. "Oh." She looks so lost I felt the urge to apologize but a voice in the back of my head reminded me of Harold and I fisted my hands in burning rage. This girl standing innocently before me just sell me for nothing. She should be the one apologiing, no playing it innocent and making my stoamch flipped. Maybe that, added to my still half buzzed mind, was the reason next words spill out my mouth withought any filter, like venom. "I mean come on, look at you. You're boring as hell, too good to even dare to think of something rather fun. You're plain, and childish. And in case you didn't notice, we've met for like a decade and you have to get me drunk in order to endure you following me around like a brainless puppy." Everything hurt, everything felt like it was aching in agony and I felt like a pressure cooker. That releasse was all I needed to explote and at
···> CHAPTER 7 . Nate's POV
"I- My..." he gripped the wheel tight, as if grounding himself as he struggled with words for some minutes before lowly whispering: "My mother and Harold don't have the best relationship, okay?" I was taken aback, but his abrupt respond. And he looked away this time, looking anything but smug, vulnerable even. "A lot of things that shouldn't be okay keep happening and I... I don't want to feel tied to someone. Blinded. I need to still be me."My heart shuddered, absorbing that new information. "I don't want to tie you to me or something. But you never give me anything. I'm just your booty call, and your tutor."He shook his head, vehemently. "It's not that.""I don't know... It sure feels like it. And whenever you point out how little this means I feel empty... and I know we agreed to it, but I don't want it anymore. I just don't want to be just someone either.""You're not just someone. We're friends.""Oh, really?" I scoffed. "Like Seth? Like Kimberly?""It's different.""How?""Yo
"Not really." he hummed and used his grip on my hips to slide me closer, so I sat on the very edge and my body pressed against his. A wave of heat spread everywhere, matching the intensity in his eyes. I shouldn't be touching him while trying to keep up a conversation. I really shouldn't allow such an intimacy, yet I couldn't help it, it was almost magnetic. I gulped, willing myself to lower my gaze to his chest instead, where I my fingers were absently fiddling with the collar of his shirt. I willed them to drop, stiffly settling in my thighs on either side of his waist and avoiding his attempts to make eyes contact again. This is pointless. If neither of us had changed their mind, we still in the same step as the other day. My heart throbbed loudly on every corner of my body as realization sunk in me. I should have accepted it since the other day, but the hopeless romantic in me was waiting for him to actually want me back... and as something more than a side girl to mess with b
They were together again. The rumors weren't wrong. Her insistence in wanting him here, him agreeing so easily... Now turned out that as I was gathering enough courage to come here he was messing with her? Coming here had definitely been an awful idea. I put the untouched cup on the floor, by my feet and stood. "I'm out-" "No." Kimberly stopped me by the arm, halting my get away and followed my gaze where the rest of her friends were. Were he must be as well. But gave me a smirk and pulled me to the dance floor instead. "Come dance. She's absolutely bluffing.""How can you know?" I choked out, more crestfallen than I should. I knew this was what I would be facing if I came. This was her party after all. And she was Trish Palmer. "Because she's a sore bitch." when we reached the perfect spot for her, Kimberly turned around and start dancing. "Come on." she grabbed my hands and made them fly with hers. "We're here to have fun, Gracie. Remember?"She was using the nickname on purpos
"Nathan, please!"But I was already lowering the stairs when she reached the apartment's door and didn't waste time crossing the dim lobby and out the building. I felt like shit. I was a shit. I had no future, not even a past to rely on. I was alone and lost and once more the feelings of hate and grief threatened to swallow me whole. Now the perspective of this party and getting drunk myself didn't sound so bad. ______Hailey"Having second thoughts already?" Kimberly snapped from my other side, attracting my attention from the Uber's window to her. I gulped, not wanting to lie nor open my mouth and prove her right. Apparently my silence was enough and she rolled her eyes. "Look, if you're gonna be a pussy about it, then be my guest."And with that she opened her door and stepped out the car. The unease in my chest clenched further, and my urge to ask the Uber driver to take me back to the farm grew stronger as I stared at the elegant house of Trish Palmer.Three story, huge garden
"What for?""I don't know... Girl hang out?" but that only seemed to confuse her all the more."And what's my doing there?""Well, you're a girl... and we hang out..." she frowned further, as if I was speaking about drinking each other's blood instead of inviting her over. What am I even doing? She doesn't even like me, and I just ended things with one of her best friends. A bit awkwardly I brushed my nape. "Um, if you want to, I mean.""I never had a girl hang out before." she surprised me admitting with a shrug, her pose not as defensive anymore. "What do you do?""I don't know... hang out? Wander around, gossip, shopping.""So we are that cliché, uh?" she smirked and I laughed along, relief washing over realizing I hadn't crossed any line."I guess we are. We're also meeting with my brother and his friends in a while to have lunch."Her eyes widened. "Oh, I-I've already eaten.""Then you can just accompany us." I smiled and after a second she nodded, returning a small grin. "Cool!"
"What?" my cheeks burned at the sudden turn this had taken and at his knowing gaze I cleared my throat. "What are you talking about?""You tell me.""I-I have nothing to tell you." but he smirked at the excuse, baffling me. "Your lip twitched at the side whenever you lie." he pointed to the corner of my mouth and I slapped his hand away, mortified. Matt chuckled the more I blushed. "Come on! Who is he?" his head tilted. "Mom only says he's from school and that your sulking is probably for him.""I'm not sulking!" but it fell on deaf ears. "Does he treat you well? Do the twins know him? Should I worry? Did you-""Matt.""Just tell me. I want to know about your boyfriend."Boyfriend. I almost grimaced at the word, knowing that was probably the furthest of what Nate was or would ever be to me. He loathed commitment to a point I hadn't seen it coming. I thought it was all his player attitude, but again, he wasn't exactly a fuck boy. He didn't tie down, but didn't go around sleeping wit