It's Always the Brother's Best Friend (On hold for serious editing)

Chapter 14

Recap:

“Doesn’t matter Els, I have a really good idea of how you look now. Now just get changed before you catch a cold or I change you myself, which trust me is a really appealing idea at the moment, then my idea of how you look will be a reality.” He said. That was all it took to get me into action. There was no way that I was going to let Damon change my clothes for me. He would just get ideas and in the long run I would only get hurt. No way was Damon coming towards me with that intent.

I changed in record time and was sitting in the car waiting for him to get in the car as well so that we could head home. Damon climbed into the car with a smirk on his face for what reason I had no idea.

“I had a great time today bar being thrown in the water.” I said with a smile on my face as he started the car. “Oh and the perverted comments.” I said as an afterthought.

“I did too.” Was all he said with a smirk before we lapsed into a comfortable silence. The only difference between this ride and the other previous rides with Damon these last few days was that he didn’t hold my hand weaving our fingers together. I didn’t experience the fire coursing through my veins and tingles erupting all over my body. I didn’t know whether to be happy or worried over the lack of the action. I could only hope that whatever was forming between us wasn’t coming to an end now even though days before I would have been ecstatic.

Chapter 14

I woke up without Damon’s arms wrapped around my waist. I was upset and worried that all the progress that I had made on the weekend would all be for nothing, even if my progress was hardly anything. There wasn’t anywhere in my mind that was questioning this worry that was based from Damon.

I wanted to snuggle into his chest, to run my fingers lightly over his muscles or at least run my fingers through his hair. But I couldn’t. I really need to stop having thoughts like this. Damon and I are only friends and not even good friends at that. I mean, we’ve only just past acquaintance stage. Besides, he’s trying to get that girl to fall for him so he obviously spent the night at hers or at some others girls house. It really wouldn’t surprise me.

I tossed and turned in my bed before deciding that I would get ready for school. My bed just felt too big for only me in there.

Time passed slowly, too slowly. I agonized the whole time before I got to school over where Damon was. I felt like I was acting the part of a concerned girlfriend, wondering where her boyfriend was last night and what he was up to. I didn’t quite like the situation as Damon wasn’t mine to agonise over nor would he ever be.

As I walked to the front of the school, I noticed the girls sitting at one of the tables. Chelsea though was off to one side wrapped up in Mitchell’s arms. It was a rare sight if you ever saw the two apart from one another. A small smile graced my face at the sight of them so lost in the other before it disappeared; Damon was nowhere to be found. It was most likely that he was off with some girl getting in a quick lay before the bell rang to signal school had started. That or he was with the girl that he was trying to win over if she went to this school. It always comes back to this girl of his. I sighed before heading over to the girls, taking the long way over to them so as to by-pass the happy couple.

As I neared the table, it appeared that Zoey was in a heated discussion about a zombie invasion. I gave a small wave to the girls as I reached the table.

“…They were coming in from all directions I tell you.” Zoey said, Annabell and Alyssa nodding for her to continue. I sat down next to Zoey, a smile on my face. I love listening to Zoey’s discussions.

"And there was this freaky looking duck on the side just looking at me funny, as if to say ‘Are you psycho?’ I don’t even know why it was looking at me like that. I happened to like ducks so don’t even get me started on this duck!” Zoey exclaimed making us laugh. Where does she even come up with these things? This is what I needed, some good old girl time with a good dose of vitamin Zoey to help get me past this whole Damon infatuation. Because that’s what it was and soon I would be over him, back to hating the very sight of him and most of all, his touch. Zoey just looked at us before continuing as if she wanted to say that the ducks were a serious matter and not something to laugh about.