Hadley: An Ansel Elgort Fan Fiction

Chapter 26

Ansel’s POV

We didn’t have didn't sex that night. I was kinda glad, though. I didn’t want her to sleep with me just because she was upset, I wanted her to want to because she loved me and was ready or whatever. I wasn’t sure if I loved her but I knew loved how she made me feel and being around her. Before I went home she invited me to dinner tomorrow with her mom and ‘the skank’. She said it’d be easier if I was there. I was a bit hesitant about it at first but I knew she needed me, whether she was willing to admit it or not.

I slipped through the front door of my house around 8 leaving the beautiful, rosy, lavender sky of suburban Ohio behind. I made Peach some tea and delivered to her bedroom. As I walked back downstairs I noticed Sophie curled up on the couch watching Orange is the New Black on Netflix.

“Hey Soph,” I muttered sitting down next to her.

“How was your first day?” she asked hitting the pause button on the remote.

“Pretty good. What did you do today?”

“I attempted to talk to Peach which just blew up in my face, then I made some calls asking about jobs-“

“You’re gonna get a job?” I asked. I was surprised to say the least. I thought I was gonna have to kick her out if she kept asking for money. She was never the kind of girl to work, for anything really.

“Well you won’t give me any money so what am I supposed to do.” She rolled her eyes.

“All my money is tied up in that trust fund til I turn 18. Even if I did have it I wouldn’t give it to you. You’re 21 it’s time to grow the fuck up.”

“You don’t understand, you don’t understand anything, Ansel.”

“You’re the one that doesn’t understand. Peach is dying; if I had any extra money lying around it would go to her. Dad has his lawyers send a ton of money every couple months but she insists I use it for school and gas and the mortgage.”

She didn’t reply just switched off the TV and rolled over. I sighed and marched back up the stairs to my room.

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Hadley’s POV

It was the night of the dreaded dinner with the skank. I was forced into a dress and heels by Mom. She said I needed to look presentable and like I actually gave a shit for her new girlfriend. Girlfriend.

I looked super-hot in my dress and the heels made my legs look even longer than they already were so I was pretty excited to see Ansel. He was going to be the only good thing about tonight. Maybe we could just sit at the other end of the dining table away from everyone else and pretend we were on our first, real date.

I really hoped the night would go well, simple, easy dinner; fake, polite small talk with the skank, then a much needed make out session with Ansel in my bedroom afterwards. But of course that didn’t happen. 

Wow this is short oops not what I was expecting but CLIFF HANGER MUAHAAHA. I'll probably update again tonight. THANKS SO MUCH FOR 10K+ READS THATS AMAZIN. VOTE, COMMENT, ETC. MUCH LOVE

-Beth