24 Hours GF Challenge (Granevere AU)

Chapter Twenty

Granger took another shot.

He can't erase the image of Claude pouting cutely towards Guinevere. The boy knew he has no right to feel anything. He doesn't own her. In fact, he was a nobody in her life.

What made his blood boil even further was when the cheeky boy handed her a damn drink. Was he stupid? Guinevere was underaged for fuck's sake!

Throughout the night, he was just staring at her happily chatting. Despite of his closest friends around him, he wasn't having fun. It was a major loser move. Ruining your own night just because you were jealous is such a loser move.

Yes, he finally did admit that he was jealous. Burning in envy, even. He wasn't aware that his gloomy aura told all.

Claude suddenly bellowed in laughter. A loud laugh that came from his belly and reverberated to his shoulders. "Bro! I'm not that kind of guy. You seem jealous!"

"I'm not. What right do I have?"

"Just admit it, damn it! You're so in denial." Claude teased him even further. "You know, if you want to talk to her. Just approach her! She seemed to be fond of you. She blushed red when I mentioned you."

"Really?" Granger looked as if he refused to believe his best friend. "You're messing with me again, huh."

"No, dude. For real! For fuck's sake just talk to her! It's so painful to see you like this." Claude exclaimed right in his face. Granger could smell the scent of alcohol on him.

"Don't be a sorry as loser and go talk to her, damn it! You both looked at each other all the time ever since we got here. From the lobby, when we had lunch, to the beach, during the games. Fuck! Till here you're both just ogling at each other and not doing a damn thing."

"I'm scared she might be mad at me. She left me in the beach."

"You won't know till you try." Chou piped up out of the blue. They both looked at him, his face burning from the 'Asian Glow'. "What? Just wanted to support my man."

"Fine." Granger took a deep breath. The deepest he ever had. He took a shot to give him courage and he stood up from their table. Shyly, he took a seat beside the lonely Guinevere.

Thankfully, Odette and Lancelot seemed occupied right now.

Guinevere was beyond shocked to see who sat beside her. She tilted her head up to see Granger, his red eyes burning in intensity she couldn't fathom.

"Hello." She greeted. "Long time no see."

"Hi." He swallowed his saliva. "How are you?"

"I'm fine."

He noticed her hair that she tried to wrestle with it using her hands. The silence lingered for a while, until he decided to cut it with a knife.

"Can I fix your hair?"

"Sure."

His hands slowly worked on her hair, twisting and braiding her curls info a neat waterfall braid. It wasn't complicated, but if definitely helped tame her hair.

"Do you miss me?" He blurted out. His hands clamped over his mouth, too in shock to say anything else.

Guinevere giggled softly. "You are very forward when drunk."

"I'm sorry."

"No, don't be." Guinevere insisted.

Guinevere was happy that her fantasy of Granger braiding her hair finally came true. "I had fun on our fake date."