Unexpected || c.r.

chapter sixteen

Izzys pov

I sit on the floor for a little while longer and eat only a little bit of my lunch. I can't believe Chandler doesn't even want to be seen with me. why is he dating me then? he can't hide me forever. I sigh and someone walks in. it's Ashley.

she sits down next to me "hey" she says.

"hi" I say.

"you ok?" she asks.

"just peachy" I sigh.

she sighs "look I know it's Chandler. but can you explain to me what exactly happened"

I tell her about him wanting me to go back to the table and him saying this morning that he's not embarrassed to be with me. oh and also about how he called me stubborn once again.

she hugs me from the side "everything's gonna be fine. don't worry" she says.

I sigh "it's like he doesn't want to be seen in public with me. what's he so afraid of? he's embarrassed by me. that's the only solution" I shrug.

she lets go of me "no no he's not embarrassed. there's no way he likes you too much"

"oh yea?" I scoff "how do you know?"

she hugs her knees to her chest "well the way he looks at you is so adorable. and he gives you little kisses every now and then. he fricken calls you beautiful for a nickname" she explains. I guess he does do all that stuff. but it still doesn't explain why he got so pissed and wanted me to go back to the table.

"I don't know. I'm really confused" I shrug.
she sighs and gets up. she holds out her hands for me and I take them and get up.

"listen. don't push him away. yes he's a boy and he made a stupid mistake. but he's still yours. and he treats you right so don't get all rude and hostile like you do sometimes" she says and gives me a quick hug.

"thanks ash" I nod and walk out. she follows me then goes off to her locker. I start to go to my locker when someone grabs my arm and pulls me down another hallway. we get to the end of the hallway where no one is and stop.

"Chandler what are you doing?" I ask.

"we have to talk" he says.

"ok talk" I say hugging my books. this better be good.

he sighs "I'm sorry for snapping at you. I was just getting really frustrated with the people I used to sit with and they were making comments about you before you came over" Chandler explains.

"you don't have to stand up for me. I could have heard what they were saying. I don't care what people think about me anyways" I shrug.

"but I don't like people talking bad about you. you're perfect" he says and grabs my hand. I shrug.

"I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings. I still like you. a lot. and I don't want to lose you" he sighs. alright that's pretty good. but it can be better.

"one question" I say looking at our hands.

"I'm listening" he says.

I keep looking at our hands "this morning you told me that you aren't embarrassed to be seen with me. but when I came over to the table with you, you were trying to get me to leave" I say. Chandler opens his mouth to talk but I stop him. "and don't say that you didn't want me to hear what those idiots were saying about me. because I know for a fact that that is not the reason."