Lost Now, Found Later

Chapter 11 - Ethan's POV

The weekend passed by quickly, unfortunately. Needing a caffeine boost before class, I head towards the Starbucks on campus and order a cold brew. I manage to find an empty seat near the entrance and put down my backpack. I decide to check out the practice schedule for the game, considering that we had to be focused in order to win our first game of the season.

A few minutes later, I hear my name being called and I walk up to collect my drink. Just then, a small figure bumps into me and something like a wallet falls to the ground. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't- Ethan! Hey" I realize its Rachel and I immediately reach down to pick up her wallet and hand it to her.

"Hey love. Don't worry about it. You okay?" I ask, making sure she isn't hurt. "We gotta stop doing this" I joke with a teasing smile. "Hey! It's not like I do it on purpose" she replies with a similar smile of her own, knowing I was referring to our unplanned encounters.

"I'm going to get my coffee. You can put your things there" I say, pointing towards the table with my belongings. She nods and heads over there. I collect my drink and join her. "So how are you feeling?" I question, gazing towards her wrist which seemed a little better than before but was still bruised.

Her eyes follow my gaze and she gently rubs the area consciously. "It's better. Doesn't really hurt. Thanks for asking" she replies gratefully. "I really want to know though. What did you say to him?" She asks once again, and I smirk at her curiosity.

"You wanna know?" I ask, my smirk widening a little. She nods repeatedly. I gesture for to come closer and I whisper into her ear.

"I said fuck you" I say, leaning back to see her reaction. Her eyes widen in shock and her mouth opens to say something but closes. "You said that?! Ethan! That's so rude. Even if he was being an asshole you-" my loud laugh cuts off her rambling.

"Darling I have manners. I was joking. Obviously I didn't say that" I tell her though I should have I think, causing her to calm down but she shoots me a mean glare. Her attempt to make herself look mad brings out a chuckle from me. "Asshole. Fine don't tell me" she says with a light scoff. Just then her name is called and she goes to retrieve her drink, and I think back to that day.

Flashback

I walk up to that asshole with a smile but not with pure intentions. I easily towered over him with my tall height and my big physique. Leaning in, I whisper into his ear. "Walk away before I break your arm off, dislocate from your shoulder and hand it to you in a fucking silver platter. Wouldn't want to risk your limbs now would we?" When I move away, I smirk with satisfaction at his scared expression. He quite literally runs away and I turn around to approach Rachel and inspect her bruise.

I should have at least broken his nose. Fucking asshole.

Present

"Ethan...Ethan? Ethan!" Rachel shakes me slightly, waving an hand across my face to catch my attention. "Yes love?" I answer, focusing my gaze on her.

"Come on. We're gonna be late. Our class starts in 10 minutes" she tells, confused at my flustered state but doesn't question it thankfully. We get to class and find our places while quietly waiting for our professor.

Halfway through class, our professor informs us of the project for this semester. "I will be introducing the project today. Please pick your partners and submit them by tomorrow" he announces.

"Wanna be partners?" Rachel leans in and whispers before I could ask her. I smile at her and nod. She gives me a bright smile before focusing back on our professor who had started explaining about the project. After class ended, we decided to plan our schedules in order to get started on the project.