The Grump Who Stole Christmas

Chapter 8

Nathan

"Ow! That hurt, you know," I said as I felt the impact when Zola hit me on my back.

"Sometimes I just feel like I wanna choke you," She said as she wrapped her hands around my neck and squeezed my neck a little bit.

I swear this is torture.

"Fucking hell Bello. Is this massage not done yet?".

Yes, you guessed it. I have a boner. Fucking sue me okay.

"Almost grumpy pants".

"Ugh!" I groaned.

"Hey. Be grateful that I'm giving you one".

"I never even asked for it".

"What do they mean?".

"What?" I said trying to look over my shoulder

"Your tattoos".

"Nothing. Are we done here".

"They have to mean something. Or at least a couple," Zo said tracing my tattoos as she was mesmerized by them.

"Bello," I said trying to keep my cool as I pretended her finger tracing my tattoos didn't make my heart beat faster.

"Well. They have to mean something," She said massaging my left and right arms as well.

As she came to my right arm, I caught her hand, and in a swift motion I pulled her off of me and she landed on the bed.

Now I was hovering on top of her. She had a shocked look on her face.

I decided to repay her for when she choked me and grabbed her neck gently and pulled her closer to me.

Our faces were so close but I said, "They mean nothing,".

I let go of her neck and she didn't say anything. We just kept looking at each other for a few more seconds.

I then got off of her and went to take a shower.

I think 10 minutes went by and then I heard Zola's voice close to the door asking," Are you coming for game day?".

So I yelled back saying," Yeah. I'll be there in a minute".

Fuck. What did I just do? I don't have feelings for Zola again. She's my enemy.

She can't wait until she leaves and never has to see me again. It's just when she touches me things go south.

Ugh! This is gonna be so awkward.

I got dressed and went downstairs.

"Finally. So nice of you to join us," Zola's mom said.

"Sorry. I'm ready to play. What's the first game?".

"We are going to play Hungry Hungry Reindeer. Everyone is going to be wearing cups on their hands and there would be marshmallows in the middle and you have to attempt to get as many as you can into your bowl," My mom said explaining the game.

"Sounds easy enough,".

"Everyone ready?".

"In 3, 2, 1, go!".

And then the game began.

"Nathan stop stealing my marshmallows," Zola said complaining during the game

"Not my fault you're too slow".

"Don't be jealous when I win".

"In your dreams Bello".