New York tale (Ian Eastwood fanfic)

Chapter 5- Here Comes Trouble

-Chelsea's P.O.V-

Ian pulled away from me and responded to Justin. "Hey man, don't yell at her, fuck is wrong with you?". Justin looked at me wide eyed. "You just met him yesterday and you're already making out with him?" then he looked at Ian. "And you..you took her from me. Just cause you're some amazing dancer you think you can just charm her into doing anything you want?", Pointing his index finger at him. Ian held up his hands in defense, "WHOA first of all you don't know shit about me. I didn't take her from you, you guys aren't together, you should've asked her out when you had the chance". "IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER SHE WAS MINE FIRST." Justin was beyond pissed and jealous.

-Justin's P.O.V-

I made a mistake. She was mad at me I know she was. She was going to go on a date with this "Ian Eastwood" dude and won't talk to me. It's been a day and she hasn't responded, if she did respond it was just an "I gotta go" text. I need to talk to her. I knew it was late but I needed to see her. It drove me crazy and it had been too long. I finally decided I would go to her house, I didn't care. What's the worse that could happen? she doesn't answer the door? I had gotten to her street when I see two people kissing in front of her house. Holy shit, it's Chelsea, she's..making out with him. "CHELSEA?!?!?" I ran towards them. Anger and jealousy fueling me right now. "CHELS WHAT THE HELL?" I yelled. Ian let go of her and told me not to yell at her. All I wanted was to punch him in his pretty little face.

I looked at Chelsea, who looked stunned. "You just met him yesterday and you're already making out with him?" I looked at Ian. "And you..you took her from me. Just cause you're some amazing dancer you think you can just charm her into doing anything you want?" I wasn't going to let him take advantage of her. I wasn't going to let him hurt her. The next words I heard from his mouth was "...you guys aren't together, you should've asked her out when you had the chance" that's when I really got mad. "IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER SHE WAS MINE FIRST." I wasn't about to let Chelsea go, not to be with some guy who's going to use her and throw her to the side when he decides he doesn't want her anymore.

-Ian's P.O.V-

This guy was yelling in my face. It's not my fault he failed to see he had something amazing. "get out of my face, she was never yours, you only acted like she was and went back to her best friend. At the end of the day the one you chose was her best friend." he was surprised by what I just said, he looked at Chelsea "..you told him..all of that..". Chelsea looked down, "yes" she whispered. He began to threaten me "all I know is that you better not hurt her or I swear-". "Hurt her more than you already have? confusing her and making her believe you really liked her? leading her on and then just forgetting her?". He stepped back. He was hurt, but angry as hell.

"you son of a bitch! you don't know me, or us, so shut up" he lunged towards me and attempted to punch me, which I had ducked and I swung back, knocking him in the jaw. He stumbled back a little, hand on his jaw, he began to swing again, "GUYS STOP, YOU GUYS ARE ACTING STUPID". She came in between us. A tear ran down her cheek but she held us back. She stood in front of me, looking at Justin, who was both hurt and angry at me. He looked at Chelsea, sadness in his eyes, realizing that he had caused her pain. He looked at me with nothing but pure hatred 

"Justin...I..Please go home.. You come here saying you like me and everything...but I don't know if I believe you, or if you're just saying this because I like someone else..." Chelsea spoke in a low hushed tone. Justin took a couple of small steps back, he spoke quietly, stuttering, as if in shock "I...I mean it..I'm sorry I hurt you...", Justin frowned, looking defeated and walked back, but not without looking back and giving me one last dirty look.

"I'm sorry Ian, uhm I'll just..go home or something." Chelsea turned around, beginning to walk back to her door, but before she could reach it I pulled her back, turning her around and kissed her. I wiped away her tears. "It's okay...Just don't leave..please? We can still have our date...spend some time together and forget about this?" She looked at me, her eyes mixed with lust and hurt. She quietly said "okay". I took her hand and lead her back to the car.

-Chelsea's P.O.V-

I can't believe Justin and Ian just had a fight..over me..I'm really not that special. But it didn't make sense with Justin. He never acted or said any of that before. He even knew I liked him. All of a sudden, I start hanging out with someone else and he decides to tell me he truly likes me. I just feel like everything was fueled out of jealousy, the fact I wasn't always with him, he wanted to say those things so I come running back to him. I was confused. Do I like Justin? only as a friend. 

Ian kissed me again, wiping away my tears and asked me not to leave. Just his touch made me relaxed. I walked back to the car with him, opened the passenger seat car door. I sighed, buckling my seat belt in. Ian looked at me with worry. He started the car and I looked out the window as he pulled away from my home. "you okay babe?" he asked. I looked down then back up at him. He took my hand, and kissed it. "I...I'm just a little confused.." I began. "Do you still like him?", he questioned. "no, I don't, I care for him, he's still my best friend..but right now there's someone else that I like a lot more." He smiled "hmm, would this person be a dancer?" he questioned. I smiled back, placing my index finger on my cheek "yes, he's an amazing dancer from Chicago, he's really cute and sweet, with amazingly soft lips...something like westwood", he chuckled.

"well, I like this really beautiful girl. She's a little shorter than me, also dances, is really funny and I'm happy when I'm with her". Ian came to a stop light, leaned over and planted a soft kiss on my lips. The only person I could think about was Ian, no one else mattered, only Ian. "Hey uhm, where exactly are we going?" I realized we had been driving for about 20 minutes and I didn't know where we were, even though I thought I knew the city pretty well. he shook his head  "You'll see".

After about 7 more minutes of driving we came up to this abandoned building. Ian lead me upstairs to the roof top. Before I could open the door, he covered my eyes first, "close your eyes" he whispered in my ear, gently kissing my neck which sent a chill down my spine. I did as he said and he pushed a button. I heard the door open. I walked out slowly with Ian leading me. His hands dropped, "open your eyes". We stood on the roof top, and there was a beautiful view of central park in front of us, looking to the left and right there was a view of the city. The sun was starting to go down, the sunset gave the city this amazing sky view. 

Ian stood behind me, his hands on my waist, hugging me from behind. I placed my hands on his. "Ian this view is amazing". He leaned his head down and kissed my neck again. "You deserve the very best" I turned around, lifting my head to meet his and we kissed again. I just loved the way his lips felt against mine. I pulled him closer to me, tongues fighting. In this moment, I knew he was the only one I ever wanted.

If Ian and I were meant to be, No one could come between us...or so I thought...