Hadley: An Ansel Elgort Fan Fiction

Chapter 15

Omg total filler, so sorry. ILY I'M JUST BUSY MY DAD MADE ME GET A JOB LIKE ???? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? I work at Starbucks now. Yay for coffee & money.

-Beth

"Can I ask you something?" he said. We'd been sitting on that bench for what seemed live ever. Dung was still passed out on the other side of it. I was freezing my tits off and nestled closer to Ansel.

I looked up at him. "Anything."

"Why were you so obsessed with Johnathan?"

I laughed. "I was not obsessed."

"Mhm."

"Okay, well he showed interest in me and that doesn't happen often-"

He snickered. "What?" I snapped.

"Hadley, you're hot, guys look at you; I've seen it."

I rolled my eyes, but I knew I was blushing. I was glad it was dark so Ansel couldn't see. "Anyway, he was nice to me, and he's popular and while I'm well known I'm not exactly well liked. Some days he'd like- completely ignore me, and that made me want him more, you know? The whole you want what you can't have thing. And then I had him and then I met you; I didn't want him anymore."

"Oh, really? Who'd you want then?" he wiggled my eyebrows.

I chuckled and shoved his shoulder. "You, you cocky bastard."

He grinned down at me, his amber eyes focusing on my lips. My tongue shot out to wet them. His breathing hitched and I felt his heartbeat accelerate.

"Fuck," he muttered and pressed our lips together.