180 Degrees- Completed

Chapter Fifteen

I walked out of the building, stopping as his eyes moved across me. He wasn't even smiling. Just a completely flat face as he stared at me. 

"Who's shirt is that?" 

"Mine?" I raised an eyebrow as I got closer. 

"It looks like a mans." 

"Oh gee. Thanks James. Shall I just go back inside now save us the trouble if you're going to be complaining about my outfit?" 

"No-" He sighed, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into him. "Don't change. You look amazing. I just didn't want to be walking you around in some competitors shirt all day." 

"You're safe. It's fitted, see." He looked down at it and seemed to let out a sigh of relief. "This whole competition thing really has you spiralling doesn't it? I've been told you're dripping in confidence but I can't see it right now." 

"I don't like it. But if it's what you're insisting on then-" He shrugged. 

"I just need to be free for a little bit. I've gone from not being able to even speak to boys to being able to do what I want. I want to get some experience behind me. I know the kind of girls you're used to and I'm not like them. I don't have a list of ex's or dates or anything like that." 

"You think that's an issue for me?" 

"I don't think it's an issue. I think it's one of the reasons you want me. Why most guys I speak to want to try and pin me down." 

"Because you haven't done anything?" 

"Because I'm 'pure'" I cringed at myself. "As cheesy as it sounds, I don't want to do that with just any random guy just to get it out of the way. I want it to mean something to both of us. And I kind of like what you said about me choosing you over them. I don't want it to be because you're the only option. I want to look at the guys in front of me and know that whoever it is, they're the right decision." He nodded slowly. "Hang in there. You're still front runner." 

"Good." He smiled, kissing my cheek softly. "I hope you know how much I really don't care about that though. I know what you've heard about me. About how I played around last year and that's what I'm known for. But I don't want only that from you. No matter how difficult you make it." I sighed slightly. He was making this super difficult. "I'm not seeing anyone else Vee." I felt my face harden as it was. Sticking with pure shock and I couldn't move it. He chuckled, stepping us backwards and pulling my door open to his car, letting me slide in before he closed it.

Shit. 
This guy just told me he's not seeing anyone else? 
What the FUCK do I do now?

I sent the texts to Eve, tapping the sides of my phone as I waited for her reply. I looked around his car. He'd stepped away from the car, phone to his ear so I had a few minutes to take it in. It was clean but not spotless. I could tell he just liked it neat and orderly. I opened the glove box, looking for any sign of something to be worried about. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I took the spare scrunchy off my wrist, leaving it in the back of the glove box, just in case. Maybe I'd need it in the future, maybe some other girl will see it and take it as he was taken and step back. As much as I still wanted to look around, I didn't want him to have anyone else. I like knowing I'm the only one he's seeing. I don't want to know another girl has had her hands on him.

"Sorry, my mom checking in." I nodded as he climbed in, slowly closing the glove compartment as he did. "Looking for something?" 

"Nope." He smirked, putting one hand on my thigh and squeezing tight. 

"Keep looking. There's no one else. Want to check my phone?" 

"No. That's your property not mine." He chuckled. 

"No I'm serious. Here." He pulled his phone out and handing it to me. "Codes 7599." I looked at him. Did he actually just give me the code to his phone? And tell me to look through it? Was this guy real or had my parents knocked me out and I was in the cellar back home chained in the basement. "Vee?" 

"Hm?" I shook my head.

"Please look through it. Ask anything about anyone. I want you to know I'm being 100% honest and open with you, especially after the last guy." I sighed, unlocking my own phone. "What are you doing?" 

"Just texting Eve." He nodded and looked over me. 

"Seatbelt baby." I stopped typing. Just staring at the words on my phone for a few seconds whilst my brain processed him. I shook my head, restarting normal processing as I buckled my belt and looked at him. "Thanks." I nodded, picking my phone back up and going back to texting Eve. 

Now he just gave me his phone and passcode and told me to look through it? 

Who the hell is this guy???? 

I locked my phone, picking his up and putting in his code. 

What am I supposed to do with this kind of power? Where do I check first? Social media? Which one? Where would a fuckboy message girls most frequently. Instagram? I opened it up, heading to his profile first, scrolling through his followers. I wonder if there was anyone we had in common, he didn't. Not that I could see. 

I was looking through everything for the full drive, his music on in the background. There was nothing. Even his old girlfriends' messages were still undeleted on Instagram so I knew he wasn't even deleting things. Once I was confident. I decided I wanted to use this chance to learn some more about him, I opened his Spotify app and was looking through his recent searches, AI generated playlists. Everything you listen to on here get's noted so It's a really good tell. 

I was giggling as I did. His taste was just as varied as mine. A lot more guilty pleasures on his than mine though. 

"ABBA?" I laughed, looking at him. 

"Oh yeah. I love a good sing along. A little Voulez Vous." I giggled, chewing down on the inside of my lip. The next thing I opened was his camera roll. 

"Oh gross." I giggled. "How many pictures of you shirtless have you taken?" 

"Oh shit." He looked at me quickly then back to the road. "I forgot about those." I laughed at him, laying my head back. "I see you flicking through them." 

"Shut up." I smirked, sending one to myself quickly. For research purposes. 

"I saw that." 

"You saw nothing." I raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled. 

"Don't worry, you get to see the real thing soon."