Breaking and Entering (Reece Bibby)

Chapter 9

"I hope you weren't expecting me to be all dressed up," I said as I walked into my kitchen where Reece was waiting for me. I was wearing a pair of black leggings and a Beatles t-shirt.

"You look beautiful, as always." He winked, causing me to blush. "And as much as I love your shirt you need a jumper or a coat. It's windy today."

"But all of my sweatshirts are dirty and my coats too thick to wear for just a small breeze. It's supposed to be used to survive Maine winters, not the winds of England."

"Here, you can borrow one of my jumpers." He handed me a navy blue Champion sweatshirt that he was holding, most likely having already planned to give it to me.

"What are you going to wear?" I asked, waiting to accept it.

"I brought an extra. Now put it on. I don't want you being cold." He pushed the sweatshirt into my hands and I took it from him. I pulled it over my head and smiled as Reece's smell wrapped around me.

"How does Nandos sound?" he asked as he grabbed his keys and wallet off my counter.

"Perfect, but can we stop at Starbucks first? I think we slept so much it made me more tired."

He laughed but nodded in agreement, opening the door to my apartment. "After you, my lady." He used a different accent, one similar to the "British" accent that Americans always think of. Leah was quick to inform me that not everyone spoke like the Queen.

I laughed and pushed him through the door before me, locking it after us. We made our way through the building until we were out on the street. We walked in silence for a little and after a few times of our hands brushing past each other Reece grabbed my hand in his.

"So, I was thinking your love story could have a handsome blonde-haired boy as the love interest."

"Hmmm. You mean like George? Now that I think about it, George would make an excellent choice." I smirked at him.

He frowned and mumbled, "He does have those gorgeous blue eyes."

I squeezed his hand. "You know, now that I think of it, blonde hair and blue eyes are so overused in books. I'm thinking maybe he will have green eyes instead."

He grinned at me. "And he can heroically bring the girl to help when she needs it."

"After being the reason she hurts herself and needs help," I added.

"Yes, well, we have to keep the story interesting, don't we?" We both laughed. "When's your appointment to get the cast?"

"Tomorrow. I'm not really that excited but at least it will feel more protected."

"Can I come?" he asked as we are waiting to cross the street.

"You don't have to do that. You already brought me the first time."

"I know. But I want to come. You know, moral support and everything. I am the reason you have to go anyway." We walked across the street, only a minute or two from Starbucks.

"Okay. It's at the medical center on Paradise Street. I can't remember the name but I feel like it had something to do with friends."

"Accrington Pals?"

"That sounds right," I said as we reached the coffee shop.

"What time is it at?" He asked as we got into line.

"Three o'clock on the dot." I giggled like a child.

"You're so weird." He smiled, shaking his head.

"You love it." I laughed.

"Should I meet you at your flat?"

"I'm going shopping with Leah before so you can just meet me there."

It was our turn in line so we ordered our coffee and then stood off to the side while we waited. The place wasn't that busy so it shouldn't take that long.

"Reece? Is that you?"

"Oh bloody hell," Reece mumbled, tightening the grip he had on my hand. I followed his eyes and watched as a tall, skinny blonde approached us.

"Why haven't you answered my texts, babe?" She seemed to be ignoring my existence, only looking at Reece.

"Because I don't want to talk to you," he replied plainly.

"Babe?" I questioned, turning to look at Reece.

"She—"

"I'm his girlfriend," she interrupted him, looking me up and down. "Who are you? And why are you wearing his jumper?"

"Girlfriend?" I said, quickly letting go of Reece's hand and stepping away. I glared at him. "Are you serious, Reece?"

"She's lying." I could tell he was panicking.

"Why would I have a bracelet with your name on it if I was lying?" She held up her arm, letting the bracelet dangle in front of my face. Sure enough, the name Reece was engraved on it, along with a heart.

"I can't believe you." I glared at him, anger building up inside of me. "I don't even want to look at you right now." Thankfully, my name was called with my drink at that very moment.

"Ava, please let me explain." He was clearly begging now, and I think I could see tears filling his eyes.

"No, I don't want to hear your lame ass excuses." I grabbed the bottom of his sweatshirt and pulled it over my head, throwing it at him. "I'd rather freeze." I picked up my drink and stormed out.

"Ava!" I ignored his calls, my heart and trust broken.

I waited until I had left Starbucks to let the tears fall, but when they started I couldn't stop them. I headed towards my apartment, hoping to not run into anyone on my way there. Unfortunately, luck did not exist for me today.

"Ava? Ava are you alright?" I looked up to see a familiar pair of blue eyes looking at me.

"I...He—" I couldn't even make out a single word. Every time I opened my mouth I started to choke up and my tears fell harder. I felt George wrap his arms around me and I allowed myself to cry into his shoulder, returning his embrace.

"Who's ass do I have to kick?" he whispered in my ear and I chuckled lightly. He pulled me away from him so he could look at me. "What happened?"

Without even thinking, I pressed my lips against his. All I wanted to do was hurt Reece and this is the quickest thing I could think of.

George pushed me away, "Ava, what the heck—"

"So you get mad at me and you run to smog one of my best mates?" I turned around and saw Reece standing behind me.

"What's going on," George asked, but both of us ignored him.

"What do you care? I'm not your girlfriend. That spots alright been filled." I turned away from him, heading towards my apartment.

"What is she on about?" George asked, but I was too far away to hear Reece's response.