"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend James Beaufort?" I questioned him, while lying on top of him half naked.
As James Beaufort and Everly Calloway navigate the delicate transition from friendship to romance, they face obstacles that test the st...
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Chapter Ten:
< James >
All my worst fears had become reality overnight, and I could have prevented it from happening. I warned Everly about my bad feeling, and I was right. I never imagined that I would be the reason everything fell apart. I never expected my world to collapse so suddenly.
After winning our final regular season lacrosse game and securing Maxton Hall a championship spot, Alistair suggested a small celebratory party with the team. Against my better judgment, I agreed to attend, trusting it would be a modest gathering. However, when I arrived, the party was anything but small-it was more like a Project X-style blowout worthy of Cyril.
"I think I'm going to head home, this is a little much for me. It feels strange without Eve." Alistair noticed the sadness evident in my voice, nodding in agreement.
"I get it, without Evie here, you have no one to light up the dance floor," Alistair joked as he began to walk me out. Naturally, Cyril interrupted, pulling Alistair away to be his beer pong partner. I texted Lydia to see if she had arrived yet and started searching the living room for my jacket. That's when I ran into Ellie, more visibly drunk than I'd ever seen her.
"James! So happy you could make it!" Ellie slurred nearly falling into me.
"I was just leaving." I said about to walk away from her. She grabbed me and kissed me. I pulled away as quickly as possible. But it wasn't quick enough.
"Ellie, what the hell are you thinking? I have a girlfriend! Have you completely lost it?" I shouted, drawing the attention of the entire party. She just smiled at me.
"Not for long," she winked as she walked away. I should've known she was up to something when I saw Jasper nearby on his phone. I had a bad feeling, and I should really learn to trust those instincts. A few minutes later, as I was leaving the house, I checked my phone and saw a text from Everly. It was a photo of Ellie kissing me, looking as incriminating as possible without context. I tried to call her, only to find that Everly had already blocked me.
