Delgado

Chapter 10

A/N - nothing like a 3am chapter if u ask me😍

Long-ish author's note at the end...enjoy <3

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Xavier

If there was anything the past week had taught me, it was that life could literally be taken from you in a split second, and that I had to make every moment count.

My therapist had told me that too, but let's just pretend I came up with it, being the wise genius I was after all.

So with that in mind, I'd been living life a little more...freely this past week; I no longer had time for bullshit.

I started by telling Caleb that I didn't like the poor excuse of a beard he was growing, then I told Xander that he was a manwhore who needed to get his shit together, and yesterday I called Chase and told him that he needed to sort himself out and come home - look at me being all mature.

And today...today I was completely the bravest task of them all.

I was gonna ask Addison Hale on a date.

I'd never asked a girl on a date before, and admitting that sounded a little embarrassing, so I was seeking the help of the one person under this roof who wouldn't give me shit for it.

"Oh my god, your first date!", I didn't expect my sister to screech the news from the rooftops, either, "where are you gonna take her? How are you gonna ask her? What are you gonna wear?". I had to plan my outfit in advance?

"I hadn't got that far", I scratched my neck, "I only made the decision ten minutes ago".

"Okay, well, sit", she patted her bed and I dropped onto it; grinning at Gio who sat on her lap munching on some kale, "what kind of vibe are you thinking?".

"Vibe?", I frowned and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, do you want it to be more like an activity type date so you're moving around, or do you wanna go out for a meal-,", yeah no.

"Hell no, I can't even sit still at dinner", I shut that down instantly and she chuckled.

"Okay, activity it is", she concluded, running her fingers along the tortoise's shell, "what about your rink?".

"Oh shit, I told her I'd take her there!", I remembered, "you're a genius Izzy".

"I know", she scoffed, "what are you gonna wear? You can't turn up in pyjamas Xav". What did she take me for?

"Who do you think I am?", I pressed a hand to my chest in offence, "I'll wear sweats and a hoodie, gotta skate in comfy clothes".

"Fair enough", she nodded, "although I'd say your hockey gear is anything but comfy".

"Touché", I chuckled, "okay, I'm gonna ask her tomorrow- wish me luck". I went to stand and she grabbed my wrist, yanking me back down onto the bed.

"Woah, woah, woah - what are you gonna say to her?", she asked.

"I'm gonna freestyle", I grinned, "I work better under pressure".

"At least give me a rough idea, pretend I'm Addison", she sat up straighter and picked up Gio, placing him on the duvet in front of us, "Gio's your moral support". I narrowed my eyes at the tortoise, moral support my ass.

"Okay uh...hey Addy, you look hot, wanna come to my ice rink?", I don't know if I should've been offended at how hard she laughed in my face, no hesitation whatsoever.

Well then.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", she tried to sober up but just broke into another fit of laughter; Gio and I made eye contact and I huffed.