Once In A Lifetime (A Scott Hoying Fanfic)

Chapter Six: Finding Out the Truth, Then Regretting Decisions Made

Chelsea' s P.O.V.

Ian was clutching my hand. "Chelsea..." I swallowed. What the hell is he doing? "I've asked Anthony and Carmen about this. So... here I go. Chels, I really like you. I wanted to ask you if you'll be my girl." His blue eyes sparkled and he gave me a half smile. Who could it hurt? I opened my mouth to answer, when I saw Scott. He was breathing heavily and looking around frantically. Ian followed my gaze and looked behind him. "Yes." I said quickly. Ian smiled at me and I clutched his hand. Scott saw me and started to walk towards me, but his smile fell when he saw my hand wrapped around Ian's. He swallowed and went to the counter and ordered coffee. Ian's eyes were staring behind me. "Hey... isn't that Scott? The one who almost..." 

"Yeah." I stared at our intertwined hands and flexed my fingers. Ian was smiling, watching me. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to ask you that. You... You light up my world like nobody else." He smirked. "Quoting One Direction are you? That's romantic." I joked. Ian ordered my coffee for me and came back, giving me a kiss on the cheek. Why did Ian give Scott a glare? "You okay?" I asked. I tried to get his attention. "Yeah. I'm sorry. That guy over there keeps undressing you with his eyes." I cast a glance at Scott. He looked away and left the coffee place. "I'll need to talk to him tonight. Give him a hint."

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Ian draped his arms over my shoulder. I felt his groin against my butt. I blushed a furious crimson and when Ian turned around nearly a few seconds later, his face was red as well. "Sorry." He mumbled. I dared to say, "don't worry, I liked it." I mentally slapped myself. Ian laughed at my reaction. He rested his hands on my waist. He looked into my eyes. "You're eyes are so pretty..." He cupped my cheek and leaned forward. "Yours are too..." I whispered. When our foreheads touched and I felt a touch of his kiss, the door swung open. Ian sighed, but didn't pull away. "What Carmen?" Ian was still cupping my cheek, and I was still looking into his pretty icey blue eyes. "I need to talk to Chels... that's gross by the way." 

I've never felt this raw with need to kiss someone. "Go into a spare room. I'm busy right now." I could feel Ian's breath on my face. "No, I need you now!" 

"That's what she said." Ian joked. He brushed his lips over mine. "Go talk to her. We'll continue this later." He lightly grazed his fingers over my lips then pushed me away lightly. I groaned and dragged Carmen into Ian's room. "You came at the worst moment." 

"No, I came at the best moment. Scott came to our house last night and told me he liked you. He broke up with Mickey and --" 

"Wait wait wait... He was dating Mickey?" My eyes widened. "So he's not gay?!" I exclaimed. "Exactly. I told him you were getting coffee with Ian and he dashed out the door after I told him he's going to ask you out. But Ian beat him to it..." 

"Oh God. I'm with Ian... I can't just dump him for Scott. I do love Ian, I do. But Scott..." She held up her hand. "Do what you think is right."