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The Betting Game - Chapter Fifteen

Ok, so I expected him to call me a crazy moron… oh, wait he’s already called me that. I expected him to tell me that Tyler is going to be hurt and it would be my fault and I won’t be able to live with it...
I couldn’t sleep that night. It wasn’t just Asher this time. The guilt was eating at me… how was I supposed to avoid Tyler? I’m tutoring his brother for God’s sake! Anyway, when I finally mustered the energy to wash my face I saw my own reflection in the mirror and almost screamed.

I had huge dark circles under my eyes and they weren’t pretty. I looked like a real panda at the moment. Well, that happens when you can’t sleep the whole day. I blink several times as if that would help get rid of the dark circles. Even without trying, Tyler can get to me one way or another.

The dance is in a few days, 5 to be exact, which is why the moment we got to school people were already carrying posters and other things you actually have in a school dance. Bryan says it’s only because we’re almost halfway through school and they just want more hangouts. Makes sense…

Avoiding Tyler wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. He was right there next to my locker, holding something I suspected was a rose. A single, but beautiful, fully bloomed rose. He was smiling that really contagious adorable smile, and I know that means he’s in a good mood. I don’t want to be the one to ruin his mood or anything, but I really can’t face him right now. I turn, hoping he won’t notice me in the crowd, yet the moment I take a step he calls out my name.

I’ll just act like I didn’t hear. Yea, right like that would work. His hands touched mine and before I knew it he was holding my hand causing all kinds of weird things to happen to me. I gasped as I looked into his deep blue eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped. What does he want to say? He was looking into my eyes too, as if searching for something. We stood there for what seemed like hours. I didn’t even notice people passing by and getting to first class until someone bumped into me.

I turned and the girl apologized before walking off. When I turned back I saw the rose lying on the ground. Tyler was gone. I picked it up. It was beautiful and smelled equally nice. Despite myself, I grinned.

"What are you doing? Hurry, we’re late for class," it’s Clara that gets me out of my daze and drags me to class. "We’re going shopping after school. I need a dress and so do you."

"But I-"

"I talked to Tyler and he said you could take the whole week off, if you want. Tanner can take care of himself for now."

"He talked to you?" I asked incredulously.

"Yea, just now."

But, why didn’t he tell me that himself? Now, this bothered me even more. I didn’t want to go shopping. I wanted to work and deep down I probably just feel like that because of Tyler. I want to see him. Avoiding him has become impossible. I can’t do it. Not anymore…

"Clara; what class does he have?"

She gave me a puzzled look. "Tyler? I think they have Biology…"

"Thanks babe. Go on without me. I’ll be back in a while."

She was about to say something, but I was already running off towards the Biology lab. My heart was beating so hard and it didn’t help much, when I saw Tyler standing outside looking at his shoes and playing with invisible dirt. The whole scene looked so adorably funny yet I couldn’t bring myself to make fun of him.

As if noticing me stare at him, he looked up and his eyes immediately shined. "What are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be inside?" I ask, a little breathless, although I hadn’t even run much.

"What about you? Why are you here? Doesn’t your class have Chemistry right now?"

"How do you know that?"

He’s silent and all I can think about is how to tell him. I could clear things up and tell him that I feel bad about being such an idiot, but the problem is… it’s not as easy as it sounds.

"I’m sorry," I blurted.

He sighs. "I knew you would say that! Why? Is it that bad? Can’t you feel anything for me?" He was angry, and I didn’t like that.

"What are you talking about?"

"You’re standing me up… for the dance."

Well, kind of but that’s not what I said sorry about. I looked down at the rose in my hand and then back at him. He looked tired. For the first time I actually noticed that I’m not the only one overthinking stuff. He seems as tired as me, and even he has dark circles under his eyes. Despite all that, he seems to be shining like usual.

"Thanks for the rose. I love it."

"Anything for you," he muttered but I heard it. I don’t think I was meant to though. He looked so nervous all of a sudden.

"I’m not standing you up," here it goes. "I wanted to apologize for-"

"Mia, what the hell are you doing?" Good timing Nick. I have to strangle him. Tyler looked equally annoyed.

"I just-"

"Come on…" He grabbed my arm and pulled me away. I know what’s coming next. "Are you crazy?!" He practically yelled once we were in the playground out of earshot. "I told you to end it and not spill everything."

"I will tell him! You can’t stop me," I snapped.

Of course, he won’t let this go. "Why? Why are you doing this? It’s not only gonna hurt him; you’ll be more hurt. I know!"

"What?" I give him an incredulous look as he stops, takes a deep breath and looks me straight into the eyes. I don’t like how he’s acting. Nick isn’t supposed to be the serious one in our group. He’s more of a calm, joking, cute guy.

"Amelia," I think what he’s going to say next isn’t going to be good with me. "I know you love him. I can see it."

Ok, so I expected him to call me a crazy moron… oh, wait he’s already called me that. I expected him to tell me that Tyler is going to be hurt and it would be my fault and I won’t be able to live with it. You know, anything but this.

I think I had my mouth hanging open. After a few seconds of staring I mentally slap myself to not look more stupid. "L-love? Nicholas, you butt out of my business."

"Admit it. It shows all over your face."

It does? I mean, does Tyler notice something? Do I look at him weird? Oh God, please don’t tell me I look like a crazy lovesick puppy around him! I don’t think it’s that bad though. Wait, what? I don’t have such feelings!

I throw Nick a few glares until he walks so close to me, I feel his breath fanning my neck. "You just looked so panicked. Oh, and by the way… I think Tyler won’t like this, but since you started all this then you’ll have to end it your own way."

That’s when I noticed Tyler was walking towards us, looking pretty mad. Nick just had to make it worse. He cupped my cheeks with both hands and planted a small kiss on my lips. Actually, our lips barely touched. He stayed like that, and I was too frozen to move until Tyler punched him so hard, I think I heard a cracking noise.

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"He was trying to test your anger," I sigh as I dab the cotton ball onto his cracked lips. "And probably get a reaction from you. Now look at you." I dab the cotton harder onto his lips and he scowl at me.

"He kissed you!"

Right now, I’d managed to drag Tyler to the nurse’s office and applied medicine on his wounds. The nurse unfortunately isn’t here; hence me playing nurse instead. I think if I hadn’t risked throwing myself in between them, one of them would have died.

"It’s not that big of a deal," I shrug. "Now stay still."

I shouldn’t have said that I guess. The next thing I know he’s standing up and attempting to run out again. I had to grab onto his arm and plead with him to sit back down. He already had a bloody nose, cracked lip and a bruise forming on his forehead. Nick wasn’t any better off. Apparently, they couldn’t stay around each other any longer, so he’d just rushed off to the bathroom to clean up any blood. These two are going to be in big trouble.

Yes, my fault I know. "He didn’t."

"Didn’t what?!" He growled.

I slapped the slowly forming bruise on his forehead. "Ow! What did I do?!"

"He didn’t kiss me you moron. I didn’t feel anything."

He cleared his throat and looked at my hand, which was holding another clean cotton ball. He caught my hand before I could do anything and pulled me so I was sitting on his lap. I was about to slap him and get up, but he caught my other hand just as easily. "Tyler, you better-"

But he won’t let me finish. His lips crashed onto mine and silenced me almost immediately. I think I groaned when he did that. I will have to kill him for this… The number of times this idiot has done this is beginning to annoy me. He always has to do this to me. At the moment though, I didn’t mind. I wrapped my arm around his neck, and my free hand played with his soft light brown hair. I just realized how much I’ve wanted to run my hands through them.

He groaned against my mouth and pulled me closer. His lips moved against mine passionately and it was making me feel breathless. I felt the taste of blood in my mouth and I think I made his lips bleed again. He pulled back after a while and just hearing his heavy breathing made me more lightheaded. He looked straight into my eyes. His intense look made me want to melt.

Ever since when have I turned into such a… girl? I stared at his swollen and cracked lips, then looked back at him and felt my cheeks heat up. He flashed me his lopsided grin and I think I melted even more.

"I could do this all day."

Oh. My. God.

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Hey Guys,

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Published: 7/26/2013
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