Unconditionally Heartless

Chapter 8

"Col, scat," Ellicia barked when I followed her into my dorm, finding Col on his bed, looking at his phone. He looked at her but with the look she was giving him, he held his hands up in surrender as he got up.

"Hurry up," she ordered.

"What's up your knickers?" He asked, grabbing his bag and making her scowl. I sighed, stepping back as she pushed him out and closed the door. She always got what she wanted, I thought as I put my bag down and quickly changed my shirt for a dry one.

"What do you need to hear?" Ellicia asked, kicking off her shoes to jump up onto my bed, standing on it as I looked back at her.

"Tell me you're serious," I replied, looking down to kick off my shoes too, pull off my socks. "Tell me you want to be with me like this and more. Not just for sex."

"You're kidding, right?" She asked, her voice cracking in a way that made me look up, thinking she was crying. Her expression was blue as she shifted and sat down on my bed simply. "Of course you'd think that though," she muttered, shrugging and looking down sadly. I looked over, realised that I'd made her sad now. I sighed softly, kneeling on my bed to shift and sit down, moving my legs on either side of her as I pulled her into me.

"You're the first girl I've ever kissed. You will be my first girlfriend, the first girl I'll have."

"Good," she said, her tone demanding now as she sat up and looked back at me with a hard look. "You're all mine then."

"All yours," I murmured, smirking because it wasn't like there were other girls wanting me. Not that I think anyway. I watched her stern expression lighten as she tried to hide her smile but I still caught it.

I touched my hand up to her jaw, turning her face to me as I looked into her eyes sternly.

"That means you're all mine too. No one else's. Just mine," I told her, watching nothing change in her eyes as she just smirked back. I grunted when she grabbed me into a tackle.

"Crap," I yelped when I was falling off. I caught myself on my hands before I fell to the floor the rest of the way, hearing her laugh above me on my bed. I took a breath and sat up, watching as she got up and walked to me, stood over my waist as I looked up at her.

"Does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked because I was honestly still slightly confused.

"Nothing any less," she smirked back, dropping onto my waist to move her arms around my neck in the one action. I took a small breath, shifting to sit up and return my arms around her. I smiled when her smirk continued to grow. I felt my gut light up before I looked at her weirdly when she just started laughing.

"What?" I chuckled, laughing softly with her but I didn't know why. I tightened my arms around her, looking at her brightly as she calmed down enough to speak. "What's funny?"

"What's funny is," she stopped to laugh again, poking my chest. "After nineteen years, you're losing your virginity to the girl you used to hate."

"Ha. So funny," I said blankly, making her laugh a little again. "And I don't hate you."

"You used to."

"Maybe because you were mean and making me do things I didn't want to do. Like, run five miles every day with you... I hate running with you, by the way."

"I know," she smirked back and shifted to get up. "I hate running with you too. You're too slow," she replied, making me grumble and get to my feet again. I caught the look in her eyes then and I knew I'd just stepped into her trap, whatever that was.