So i updated before christmas which makes my festive message in the last chapter totally irrelevant! but i hope you guys like the chapter, lets read on!
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CHAPTER 30: SOMEONE HOLD ME
We stared at each other for a couple of seconds before he burst out laughing.
‘Wow, how embarrassing!’
‘Yeah just a little bit.’ I teased. Marc was cute when he wasn’t surrounded by his bunch of heartbreaking jock friends.
As we climbed out of the car, I had to quickly dodge Ella as she swerved into his driveway. Marc just raised his eyebrow and motioned me towards the porch.
‘Sorry ‘bout that,’ Ella said with a swish of midnight black hair. Wasn’t looking where I was going.’
‘It’s okay.’ I mumbled. Out of my new friendship group Ella was still the second most intimidating. She reminded me of Kendall the ice bitch in terms of looks, not to mention frosty attitude.
‘So what, you’re Marc’s new flavour of the week?’ she stared at me with a slightly malicious smirk on her face.
I was just about to stumble some pathetic response when Marc came to my rescue.
‘Back off Ella.’ He growled, ‘I’m just tutoring her in math for a bit.’
Ella rolled her eyes, ‘please, if that's not an excuse to sleep with the new girl then I don't know what is.’
I was left with my mouth practically grazing the floor. Her smirk became a full blown grin as she unlocked the front door and kicked her sandals off.
‘One last request?’ she addressed Marc.
‘Anything for you, sister dearest.’
‘Please don't have sex on the couch like you did with Stacie, I just don't need that image in my mind again.’ She was talking to him, but watching me for a reaction. She knew Stacie was my best friend and whilst I understood her and Marc had dated, I really didn’t need to know that much.
‘Oh fuck off Ella.’
She grinned, ‘if you need me, I’ll be up in my room working.’
‘More like watching 90210.’ Marc said scathingly, as we watched her retreating figure head up the stairs. ‘Sorry about her.’ He added with a guilty look towards me. ‘She doesn’t like it when I bring girls back here.’
I raised my eyebrows, ‘and does that happen often?’
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