It Started With Pub Golf - Chip

Chapter 18: friends...

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--Ella's Pov--

I open my eyes feeling movement in the bed. I look over seeing Chip sitting at the edge of the matress, "What's wrong?" I whisper making him turn to look at me.

"I don't remember anything," he mumbles moving back, resting against the head of the bed.

"Kelsey and I found you like a lost puppy left at the steps of a fire station," I tell him as he chuckles lightly.

"I didn't say anything stupid right?" He asks as I sit up facing him.

"Not at all," I tell him with a weird smile making him groan.

"This wasn't my plan. I didn't intend to force my drunk self onto you," he says as I lean on his nightstand and grab the water.

"That's what friends are for," I tell him as I rub the back of my neck. It was easier to talk to him when he was wasted.

"Friends," he says to himself, "I should leave. The last thing I remember is me fucking up your night and you leaving," he says going to get out of the bed.

I stand up frustrated and he looks at me confused, "we are finishing whatever this is right now," I tell him as I walk to the door and lock it, "And I swear to god if you point out the lock is on our side and you can unlock it. I will smack you," I threaten. I could kiss him for how excited he looks that I actually want to speak to him.

He starts talking but all I can see is him moving closer. He stops in front of me and narrows his eyes, "Do you even know what I'm saying?" He asks as I lick my lips staring at him. I close the distance between us and he hums in shock as I pull away.

"You're such an asshole. I tell you I want to be with you on new years," I whisper as he looks down at me, "God, every time I saw you and Cassidy I had to hold myself back from punching you in the face," I whisper as I close the distance between us again. He lifts me up with his hands holding my legs around him.

"I hate you so much. Everything I do comes back to you," I mumble against his lips, "All I can think about is you," I gasp as he lays me down on the bed. I arch my back as his hands dip into the waistband of my sweatpants.

"Not Chris?" He asks with a smirk on his lips. I sit up and stare down at him where he's kneeling on the floor.

"I can go get Chris instead if you want?" I tell him as he smiles pushing me back down.

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"I hate you," I groan as I cover myself with the sheet.

"Still? I guess I didn't do a good job," he says going to move back under the blanket. I shove his shoulder as he kisses up my neck.

"Is this how we are going to solve every argument?" I ask playing with his hand on top of the blanket.

"Seems very beneficial to me," he says kissing the side of my head.

"I don't want to do this but what does this mean?" I ask as he stares at the ceiling, "I don't think I can go back to not speaking or watching you date other women," I tell him.

"I don't want another woman," he says with a small laugh, "And I don't really know what this means," he tells me.

"I'm going to make some tea," I tell him as I start feeling nervous. He pulls me back to the bed when he realizes what I'm doing.

"I want to be with you but I don't want to rush into it," he says brushing my hair behind my ear, "How about a date tomorrow night? Just the two of us," he asks.

I smile and nod my head as he leans in giving me a sweet kiss, "Don't make me regret this," I whisper as I stand back up again. I grab my robe and cover myself before walking into the kitchen.

"If you and Chip plan on having sex....wait until the house is empty," Arthur says with a disgusted look on his face. I turn around with a bright red hue on my cheeks.

"This is my house," I counter.

"Have you heard Kelsey and I having sex?" He asks making me speechless, "Exactly".

I ignore his comment and put some water in the kettle. I go into the fridge and try to find something to eat. It is half past four in the afternoon. I smile when I feel hands wrap around my waist. I turn seeing Chip wearing some pajama pants he's left here, "What's your plan for the rest of the day?"

"I don't have any, why?" I ask as he lifts me up to sit on the counter. He holds onto my waist as he leans in again. I smile against his lips as a warm feeling fills my heart.

"I have a video to film with some of the guys. Would you want to be in it?" He asks.

"I don't want to interrupt anything. How about you come over after?" I ask.

"It might be a little late," he says taking the kettle off when it starts yelling. He prepares both of our cups as I lean back watching him. God he's everything I thought he would be. I don't think I've realized how much I've longed to see Chip all clingy and loving.

"I should probably call Chris," I tell him as I jump off the counter.

"Do you tell Chris everything?" He asks handing me the cup of perfectly made tea. 

"Kind of...I don't know we practically hang out at least four times a week," I tell him as he nods his head, "It's nothing romantic," I tell him putting my hand on his chest.

"You guys have had sex," he says making me laugh.

"So all of the girls you've had sex with have been romantic?" I ask. He nods his head before saying a quick fair.

"Just make sure you let him know you're off limits now," he says sitting down on his side of the bed.

"Oh, I am? Cause I'm pretty sure we are going on our first date tomorrow," I tell him as he rolls his eyes. He takes the tea from my hand before tackling me onto the bed. I laugh as he starts tickling my sides. My legs are flinging in the air as he used one arm to pin me down, "STOP IT," I scream as he laughs.

"Not until you say I'm the best sex you've ever had," he says as I start laughing aggressively.

"you are the best sex I've ever had after Chris," I say making him widen his eyes as he starts attacking me again. There's a loud bang on the wall and he stops to look down at me.

"Whoops," I whisper as he leans down kissing me again.