The Deadly Nerd (Completed)

Chapter 25

*Elliott's POV*

"Oh my God... Oh it's Lucas..." I muttered to myself. I had been working out for... 43 minutes now. As a new Victoria's Secret angel, I had to get in top shape for the show, that just so happens to be in ten days.

Lucas had called me three times in a row and I haven't answered because I have been punching the punch-bag. So for the fourth time he calls now and I pick up.

"Hello?" I say and there is a moment of silence.

"Hey Ells. Are you free now? Do you want to come over?" He asked. He wanted to see me badly, I guessed. I loved the idea of seeing him, but I had to work out.

"I'm working out now." I said and then added, "do you want to come workout with me?" I asked him and there was a moment if silence again. Maybe he was just thinking it over.

"Uh yeah. Sure. I'll be there in 7." He said over the phone and then hung up.

I quickly set everything for him too, and wiped my sweat of a little. My hair was in a high ponytail. I was wearing a sports bra and yoga pants, my feet bare.

A couple minutes later, I heard the doorbell ring. I sprinted down the stairs and opened the door that revealed a smiling Lucas on the other side of the doorframe.

"Hey beautiful." He said smiling and I blushed a cherry red tint.
He came close to me and hugged me, his touch sending a shiver down my spine. I hugged him back.

"Hey.. I probably smell bad.. sorry." I said apologising to him for my workout sweat.

"It's all good. So, wanna workout?" He asked and I nodded. We went upstairs, closing the door of the room. He put his sports bag down in a corner of the room. He went to the mat I set him on the floor and I went back to the punching bag.

We started working out, as I put some music on. I thought he wouldn't like it but I guess he was neutral about it, because he said nothing.

I punched the bag for a good 15 minutes and I felt his gaze on me while he was running the treadmill. He was so attractive though.

We switched later and now I was running the treadmill and he punched. I watched as his muscles flexed, and he was shirtless. His chocolate brown locks falling across his forehead because of the sweat.

After an hour, we were done. I was literally dead. No words were spoken during the workout. It had just been this awkward silence between us.

"Can I shower here?" He suddenly asked. I turned to him.
"Yeah, sure. You can shower in Conner's bathroom if you want to." I said and he nodded. He muttered a small 'thank you' and went to Conner's room.

I went to my room and showered, putting some sweatshirt and sweatpants on. I also put a small amount of deodorant and brushed my wet hair. I came out of the bathroom and found Lucas sitting on my bed fully clothed.

As I came closer to him, I felt the scent of his breathtaking cologne. It smelled so good. I sat beside him slowly, looking him in the eye.

"I wanted to ask you something." I said shyly and he nodded slowly, his breathing becoming faster.
Mine did too. Just his presence made me feel overwhelmed.

"Would you like to come to the Victoria's Secret fashion show in Milan, December 14th? I'm walking." I asked and he stared at me dumbfounded.

"I didn't know you worked for them." He said confusedly.

"I went to the audition yesterday." I simply said. He nodded and muttered a yes.
I hugged him and whispered a thank you in his ear. Hopefully I intimidated him a little.

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*Lucas's POV*

"You what?!" I yelled at my father, after I came back from Elliott's house.

"I fired her. As a fatherly influence on you, I need to make sure you don't date some poor brat with no family. I will find you a rich girlfriend, with a family and a huge amount of property." He yelled back venomously.

That's when my patience broke and all the anger inside of me made its way out. I punched the asshole.

"Just like mom had to marry and asshole like you? I'm nothing like you! Never forget that bitch." I said as I did a victory dance in my head at the sight of him holding his bleeding nose.

No one insults Elliott.

I walked into my room angrily. I punched the wall and went to lay on my bed. I took my phone, texting Elliott.

L: Hey babe. How are you doing? I mean, I hope you're not sore. ;)

She texted back a couple minutes later, she probably didn't see it.

E: Lucas!

I chuckled at the amount of her dirty mindedness. She was too innocent.

L: You're the dirty-minded one.

I texted her a little more, then I decided to give her a call.

"Hello?" Was her answer.

"Hey favourite dirty-minded person!" I greeted her playfully and I heard her chuckle on the other side.

I lived for her chuckles, and even after the incident with my father, she didn't fail in making me grin like a kid.

"Stop it. I'm not dirty-minded." She said still laughing on the other side of the phone.

"Sure you're not." I said chuckling as we continued talking until I heard her soft and calm breathing on the other side of the phone. It made me calm and I fell fast asleep.

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Hello pooplings!

I kinda don't have anything to say howsoever. I hope you enjoy the book and my lack of enthusiasm so far.

Baiiii!