Gamble For Love

Chapter 34: Over and over again

Chapter thirty-four: Over and over again (Ellie's POV)

"Coffee, coffee, coffee!" he whined, kicking his legs around like a little kid. 

"Zach, I'm making your coffee, Brett's coffee and my tea as well as breakfast for everyone here, have some patience or..." I paused turning to him, "Make your own damn coffee!" I snapped. 

"Relax, my lady. All you had to do was ask," he smirked while getting up and walking over to me, helping me with breakfast and making his own as well as Brett's coffee. "See, I can help," he winked before going and handing Brett his food while we all took a seat on the couch and ate. 

After we had our breakfast, we all headed out and for school. 

"Let's take a detour," I said as he turned off our street. 

"What?" he chuckled. 

"Let's skip," I shrugged. 

He's not stupid. He knows that I would never skip, I was just hoping he wouldn't figure out that I suggested we skip so we could avoid James. It was stupid and of course couldn't happen but I had to try. "You want to skip?" he looked at me, shocked. 

I nodded in response, feigning my composure because, in reality, I was nervous and anxious down to my core. He eyed me for a moment suspiciously before it clicked. 

"Ellie, I'm not actually going to murder him. It's not like we can avoid him forever anyway, better sooner than later," he said while holding my hand and resting our held hands on my thigh. 

"Just please don't do something that will land you in trouble. That's the last thing I want," I sighed. 

"I'll try my best," he glanced at me. 

After a while, we reached the school and he parked before we got out and gathered our bags. "Ellie," he huffed while leaning against his car and grabbing my waist, pulling me against his chest. 

"Yeah?" I asked, my gaze wandering around curiously, hoping James wouldn't show up. 

He grabbed my face and turned it to face him. "Stop. I will not do anything, okay? I promise you that," he said pleadingly while tucking my hair behind my ear. 

"I know but-" I wasn't worried about him doing anything, I was concerned about James provoking him. 

Before I could ramble on, he kissed me. Like really kissed me. My arms went around his neck while I felt him slip his hands into my back pockets before pulling away later. 

"I promise," he whispered. 

"I trust you," I said, almost breathless. 

"Shall we?" he smirked. 

I rolled my eyes with a smile stretching across my face while he locked my hand in his and led us inside. It felt weird because everything moved so fast and everything was out in the open for everyone to see. Not that it bothered me, but yes, people were staring, some were whispering. Some guys nodded at Zach, some girls offered me smiles, others shot me daggers. 

When we reached my locker, I halted. James stood there, leaning against the locker beside me, waiting for someone as he looked around. I take it that someone is me. "I still think we should skip," I murmured while Zach continued pulling me to my locker. 

"I think it's time to face the music." He gave me a pointed look before giving me nudge over to my locker, standing on my left while James stood on my right. 

I opened my locker, acting like James wasn't just standing there and his presence wasn't bothering me until he finally decided to speak up and just ruined everything as if his existence didn't already do that for me. "I need to talk to you," he said.