Things Can Change

3:55 PM

Charlotte's POV

After Lola saying that I-I can't help but run away crying. I'm completely heartbroken. I know I shouldn't have been so rude, but the things she said were rude too. Only then did I realize all I did was turn around. I never ran.

Lola's POV

As quiet as I can I get off of Elijah and off of his bed so I can put my panties back on. I reach my hand out and touch her arm.

"Charlotte-

"Don't touch me." She turns around and I already see the tear stains.

"As matter of fact neither of you touch me, call me, text me, or speak to me again." No, she can't mean that can she?

"Got it?" She adds and I know she means it. She says that and walks away. I start walking behind her and I here Elijah getting dressed. Or at least I think that's what he's doing. I'm hoping he isn't taking a picture of me from behind. Since when is the hallway so long? She turns the corner and starts going down the stairs, when Elijah grabs my arm.

"Hey wait up." He says and I turn around.

"Wait up? I can't let her walk out. I know where she's going and what she's going to do."

"Just put this on." He says and slides a long sleeve shirt over my head. It just covers my butt. She is already outside, so I run after her.

"Charlotte don't do this! Please!" I yell. I should have put my toms back on. Damn it. Just as I grab her wrist I slip and fall and Charlotte falls down with me.

"Shit!" We both yell at the same time. Charlotte gets up and walks away, but past her house, I guess she wasn't going where I thought she was. I try to get up, but Elijah's shirt is stuck  to the ice. Just as I go to yell for him a pair of arms wrap around me, directly under my boobs. I immediately turn my head to make sure that it's Elijah and it's not.

"Hey, you look like you could use some help."

"Urm, yeah thanks.  I'm sorry I didn't get your name." I say as he places one hand under my butt to remove me from the ice.

"No problem. I thought you just kept busting your ass, but then I realized you were stuck to the ice. And I'm Derek."

"Oh yeah no my shirt got stuck. Listen not to be rude, but I can't talk I really need to go." I say, he puts me down, I turn around to look for Charlotte and he grabs my arm.

"Hey, wait you're not really going to walk around looking for anyone wearing that are you?"

"What?"

"You look amazing in that shirt." He says as he bites his bottom lip and grips my waist.

"Yeah, okay. Let go of me."

"I don't know, I really like the way you look in that shirt, I just wish you were wearing my shirt." He says and I try to pull away, but his grip is to tight.

"I'm serious let go." I say through gritted teeth. He starts lowering his hand until it's on my butt.

"Get off of me." I raise my voice this time

"Hey, come on. I'm no stranger we have biology together. Don't be like that."

"I said let go!" I shout as he holds me against him. Elijah runs out of the house and steps between Derek and I, but so he's facing me.

"Hey let her go."

"You okay?" He asks as he wraps his arm around my waist.

"Yeah I'm fine; Derek here doesn't know how to keep his hands off what's not his." Elijah turns around to face Derek.

"Elijah? No way. What's up man? She's yours? You never knew how to let other people have girls with bodies."

"Yeah, she's mine." He says and he pushes me in front of him as we walk away. I think so Derek won't see me walk away.

"So I'm yours?" I say with a little attitude once we're inside

"I was just saying that so he'd leave you alone." He says bluntly

"Oh." I say and silently walk upstairs to get dressed. Within seconds I hear him behind me. He said it so bluntly did he have to be so blunt about it? I slide his shirt off and put my flannel on. Of course I had to squeeze and jump into my jeans, but that's usual for me.