Holden Steele's Ruin [Completed]

Chapter 23

Things with Holden had been great, given that it had only been two day since we decided to venture into whatever feelings we have. He had shown up at our door yesterday after his practice, offering to drive me to class, I didn't expect this. Frankly, I was still waiting for him to run.

He was however still a brooding mystery to me, but his actions filled in for his quiet demeanour. He'd made a point to put an arm around me or hold my hand at every chance he got, it had almost become a subconscious habit. I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it, I liked it enough to disregard the curious stares we would evoke around campus.

It was currently Friday and I had just finished my last class, just like last Friday everyone was buzzing with excitement at the offing of yet another game. Only this time it was slightly less annoying; am I being biased? completely.

Nervous excitement settled in the pit of my stomach during the whole day.

Unlike the previous game, I was attending the current one without Avery's persuasion, much to her delight. I would like to say I was going for my new found liking to the game, but in all honesty I was only going to see Holden play, it really wasn't my fault he looked godly in his uniform.

Arriving at my empty dorm room, I sighed loudly after finally making my way past the crowded hallway, removing my shoes before plopping roughly on my bed. I had more than enough time before the game, so I decided to get some work done to lessen my load before the weekend.

I had just finished on my first assignment when the shrill ringing of my phone startled me. Unfortunately, the weird phone call was still hunting me. I was jumpy at sudden noises, my head immediately jumping to the worst possible outcome at the simple sound of a ringing phone.

Slowly pulling out my phone, I sighing in relief at Holden's name flashing brightly on my screen. exhaling loudly, my lungs deflating as I answered the call, pressing the phone to my ear.

"Hey, where are you right now?"came his deep grumble, my stomach tightened at the prospect of his voice alone.

"In my room" I responded, not knowing what exactly he had in mind seeing as he had a game tonight.

"I'm coming by" I could distinctively hear the low rumble of his engine before he cut the call, leaving me to frown at the screen of my phone.

A few minutes later a loud knock against the door had my heart racing, the hairs at the back of my head standing erect. I took deep breaths, making my way towards the door.

Holden stood outside in the hallway looking sinful as always, dressed in his trademark black jeans and grey shirt. I opened the door further letting him in as his large figure immediately dwarfed the room.

"What are you doing here?" I asked genuinely curious as to why he had suddenly shown up when I knew he was supposed to be at a team meeting.

"Am I not allowed to visit you when I feel like it?" He shot back as he slowly closed the distance between us wrapping an arm around my waist "I want you to wear this today" he said, handed me a red and gold Jersey with his last name and a large number thirteen on the back.

"Why"came my confused replay as I took in the soft materiel of the jersey.

"I like having my number on you" Holden said as he lowered his head so that his soft lips would descend on mine.

The kiss wasn't like the others, it had an undercoat of possessiveness. His lips caressing mine with feline need, before long it became more heated as my legs wrapped around his waist. I could feel his physical need rubbing against my thigh, warning sirens were going off inside my head but I was too far deep in my passionate haze.