Chapter 4: Why am I thinking of her at 2 am

391 6 11
                                    


Huxley's POV

It's already night, I can't sleep. I thought I'd relax once we arrived at the beach house. I really needed this short break. And I need a night of good fucking sleep. But I can't. It's all because of that little blonde menace with puppy eyes. I don't understand how she manages to get under my skin every single time. I just lose my mind when it comes to her. Her happy presence, her soft voice, her flowery perfume, her dreamy blond locks. Her whole existence taunts me. And
little miss sunshine continues to befriend me. But that's not gonna happen. It can't. We're just too different. Being together won't work, it will not ever work. Being together as friends I mean of course.

I'm so sleep deprived I'm starting to see things. Pft, Estelle will never be my friend. Honestly, I could be nicer to her, but that will only make her believe in the possibility of friendship. I'm not that mean to lead her on. I'm actually doing her a favor by keeping my distance. She seems to be doing fine living her life without me in it as a friend. I'm not the best friend a person could wish for. I'm happy Dorian, Jake and Miles put up with me and my moody behavior. Balancing my duties as hockey captain and friend is difficult as it is. I don't have time for friends outside of hockey. Hell, I don't even have time for a girlfriend, maybe that's why I got cheated on. Estelle needs a guy that can take care of her and has the time to do so. Not that I ever considered being that person for her. No, it's just a thought. Little miss sunshine needs her little mister sunshine and move into happiness village. 

— earlier —

Shit. When did I move this close to her? Why are my lips hovering over her ear? Why can't I move away? She's like a magnet that's pulling me closer and closer. The pull is so strong I can barely resist it. I try my hardest not to get nearer. But the blush that crept onto her cheeks are inviting my hand to touch it. I don't, but I want to. And I don't want to want to. With all my strength I pull my face away from hers and take a step back. I look into her eyes from a saver distance. I see her body loosen up a little. Still, her cheeks are painted pink, just like the sky that surrounds us. A light breeze touches her hair.

The two of us are surrounded by a scenery as beautiful as in the movies. Now would be the right time for the protagonist to kiss their love interest. The protagonist would get closer to the love interest and close the distance between their lips. At that moment it's only the two of them. Time stands still. The world is on pause. It's only their heartbeats moving to the same beautiful rhythm. Once they pull apart their moment of serenity is over. That's why they hold onto each other like each second could be their last. At any given moment their world could fall apart.

"Hey guys, come inside we don't want y'all to catch a cold!" I snap out of it. Hearing Samara's voice broke me out of the spell Estelle put on me. Our moment was over. And I didn't even have the chance to hold onto her. It's a good thing. Yes it's fine. Her pull is too strong. I need to keep a safe distance, I just can't whenever it's the two of us. We should probably stay with our friends.

"Hey Stokes got a minute?" I look at Jake who's walking up to me. I nod at him and we head inside. I honestly don't know why we're walking towards my room to talk but I go along anyways.

"So, you and Estelle a thing?" I don't even know how fast I could respond to that ridiculous question. Jake can ask dumb questions but this one takes the cake. "What makes you think that? Is it crack. Dude, you can tell me if you do crack." I say to him. Jake's laughing at me as if I said something more ridiculous than his question.

"Dude, I know you like her. I can see it. Kaia saw it too. We talked about it today. Your crush on Estelle is not subtle at all. So quit the tough guy act and make some moves!" With that Jake pats me on the shoulder. I want to wipe that grin off his face. And I know just what to say.

Break the ice Where stories live. Discover now