Hadley: An Ansel Elgort Fan Fiction

Chapter 6

Three days later, I tugged on a pair of lace shorts, a denim shirt, and sandals. I had curled my hair with one of those wand things and I was secretly hoping Ansel would see me and think, "Damn, I should call her back." I hadn't seen or talked to Ansel since I left him all those messages. He didn't reply to a single one. I wasn't going to let myself lie in bed and be sad about it; his loss, right? Besides, I had a hot ass boyfriend that could help me forget about him. I was going to the state fair with him today. Dung worked there during the summer, operating rides and stuff; he could usually get me and a few friends in free.

Jonathan was supposed to pick me up at 1; it was 12:45 now. I sat in my driveway soaking up some sun and scrolling through my Instagram feed on my phone. A door slammed a few meters away; at Ansel's house.

"I have somewhere I have to be!" Ansel shouted strolling down the driveway. His sister ran after him.

"I need some money Ansel, I'm sorry. It's not the only reason I came here but I do need it-"

"I don't wanna hear it!" He yelled at her.

I watched them intently. She was asking her little brother for money?

"Ansel, please," she begged him. She had obviously been crying, her face was puffy and red. I was normally jealous of how perfect she always looks, not so much anymore. She looked awful.

"I have a date to get to, Soph. I'm sorry; I'll be home in a few hours."

Date? I couldn't lie; a twinge of jealousy hit me like a slap in the face. Who could he possibly be going out with? He just moved here! He didn't know anyone... Besides me.

Jonathan pulled up in his mom's Highlander just as Ansel climbed into his Camry. Ansel looked at us as Johnathan got out of the driver's seat and hugged me. I tried not to look back at him, but it was hard. He looked despondent. He had no right to; he was going on a date too. He could build a bridge and get the fuck over it. I stood up on my tip toes and planted a solid kiss on Jonathan's lips. I felt him smile, and he kissed me back. Ugh, he was so perfect, why couldn't I just forget about the idiot next door?

I pulled away, hopped into the passenger seat and we drove off.