Fire on Ice

Part 20

Nora POV

I shut my apartment door with a smile that won't leave my face. Tonight was.... a lot. Before I can organize my thoughts I hear my phone ringing and I pick it up to see Gigi's name.

"Hey" I answer.

"Finally you picked up! What. Happened. Today. What was that? You better tell me everything. What's going on between you and Ni-" Gigi answers with a burst of energy.

"Gigi! Calm down" I answer while laughing, " I honestly don't know what happened tonight. And there's nothing going on."

"Yeah right. Who knows what would have happened if I hadn't walked in."

"Gigi!"

"Sorry about that by the way."

"It's fine, you honestly did me a service."

"You know what they say...... denial is a river in egypt."

"I'm not in denial. We just got caught up in the moment, it's probably not going to happen again."

She scoffs and I hear a male voice in the back laugh, "For sure Nora, tell me that when you guys start dating."

"Wait, is Sebastian there with you?"

"Yeah, and he agrees. You two are the only ones that can't see the tension."

I roll my eyes even though she can't see me, "Whatever Gigi, I gotta get to bed."

"Sure that's why you're leaving. Anyway, see you tomorrow."

"Bye." I hang up and lean my head against the door. Where do we go from here? Clearly both of us are feeling something, but I don't know if his feelings will completely change in the morning.

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It's 5:25 am and I am freezing my butt off waiting for Nikolas to pick me up so we can go to the gym. I don't know what to expect and I am honestly pretty nervous. I have this dreadful feeling in my stomach that tells me he is going to start icing me out like he usually does after we cross the threshold of 'more than friends'. I am snapped out of my pondering by a honk. I look up to see Nikolas. I walk around the car and hop in. I immediately smell his cologne and it gives me flashbacks to the night at the club and to yesterday's incident.

"Hey." Nikolas says dryly.

"Hi," I answer back warily. By the looks of it, he's acting like nothing happened. I shouldn't be surprised but it still upsets me. I don't know what he's playing at. One minute he is scalding hot and the next he's ice cold. I decide to push him a little, "How'd you sleep?"

"Good."

You're kidding. He's not even trying. The more I think about it the more I want to punch him in the face so I decide to try and let it go for now. The next 20 minutes in the car are a dreadful experience.

When we get to the gym and I start heading to the treadmills because that's what we usually warm up with, but when we get there, Nikolas barely looks at me when he says, "I'm actually gonna hit the weights first." He leaves before I can respond. The worst part is he sounds so cold. Not mad. Not annoyed. Just cold and distant. I get on the treadmills and set the speed a little higher than usual, because I honestly need to get this anger out somehow. But the more I run, the more I think. What's he playing at? Who is he to be such a bitch? Why does he think he can lead me on like this? I'm practically fuming when I suddenly turn off the treadmill and start making my way straight to the weights. As I'm walking I catch a look of myself in the mirror and I look furious. My hair is falling out of its ponytail and my face is flushed to a beet red. But that doesn't stop me; I keep walking until I see Nikolas sitting on the stool bench pressing when I come up right next to him. He's lucky there's no one else at the gym right now because it's six fucking ten in the morning right now.