Ruining Us

Chapter 11: The Perfect Way to Start a Morning

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.:Recap:.

When we finished, I skipped all the way home, dragging Spencer along behind- well, not behind me as he was fast enough to keep up, but I'd like to think I was dragging him. When we got back I was tired and just slumped on my bed, not in the mood to do anything else. I saw my iPod being dropped onto my pillow in front of me and smiled tiredly.

"Thanks," I said, putting the earphones in. I listened to some slow, quieter songs before drifting into sleep, reflecting on one of the most awesome afternoons ever.

.:Story Start:.

The next week passed pretty much the same way as usual. Get up, breakfast, chill, beach, lunch, chill, dinner, chill, bed. We went around a city about an hour's drive from here, which was fun, and I drew some monumental buildings which everyone in the house praised. I just blushed modestly.

But now, it was the last week. The end of the holiday was approaching and I suddenly realised that what with the week at the beginning, and these two weeks, there was only three weeks left until school started again. Two, by the time we arrived home. I could honestly say I was dreading juggling my feelings for an entire year.

Every time I thought back to that afternoon when he had taken me on a date of sorts, I realised that was how I wanted it to be. I wanted to be that close to Spencer, with no limits, no worries. But then I would think about Zack and think that I wanted to be with him again. Forever and always. I knew my feelings for the two enemies were virtually equal. For Zack, they were stronger; I was absolutely in love with him.

But I knew with a sense of foreboding that it wouldn't be long before I fell in love with his enemy. I was already well on my way there, and if I didn't try to stop it, I would end up betraying the boy who'd loved me from day one. And I really, honestly couldn't do that.

However, I also knew that forgetting about my feelings for Spencer was going to be impossible. There was just something about him that made me forgive him in a few seconds, something that drew me to him. I wanted him, in more ways than just lust. And quite frankly I was scared of these emotions. I had once hated this boy, and now I was close to loving him.

Now, I sat on my bed, my head in my hands, wondering what to do. I still hadn't spoken to Zack as he hadn't been online since. I just wanted to get the damn conversation over and done with. I had spoken to him a couple of times on Facebook, he said he should be on in a couple of days.

"Hey, Jess," Danny said cheerfully from the doorway. "Mr R says we're going into town for dinner!" I laughed.

"He can't be bothered to cook?"

"Probably," he chuckled. I stood up and went to my wardrobe; what to wear, what to wear. I decided on a simple black dress that hugged my curves and didn’t look too flashy or too plain.

When I went downstairs, the boys were all casually yet smartly dressed in dark jeans and shirts. I could honestly say Spencer looked just as hot in a white shirt as he did in a black one, which was what he usually wore. Then again, he always looked hot.

He glanced at me and smiled appreciatively after running his eyes up and down my body. I blushed and shyly hid behind Danny slightly. We left shortly afterwards, chatting amiably about the weather and other crap. I walked behind Danny, close to him though, as I was shy around Spencer even after being around him in a bikini for two weeks.

We went to the restaurant and sat down at a table, still chattering. I sat opposite Spencer and beside Eddie. We ordered our meals and I ordered croquettes with salad and boutifarra, a type of Spanish sausage. We all started to eat. I ate my salad first, quiet as they all talked, and then moved onto the meat. As soon as I ate my first croquette I should have known something was wrong, but I didn't notice until I finished them and started on the sausage.