His Secret

Chapter 11: Of course

Those simple actions mean more than words. Even though we don't get along, we're here for eachother.

Even thought i hate crying and especially infront of him.

I choke out a small sob shaking my head.

"Shhh, it's okay."

I wipe my tears and look back out the window. I don't want to cry infront of him constantly. It's fucking annoying.

I feel a warm hand land on my thigh and i snap my head where Charlie rests his veiny hand above my knee.

I blush looking out the window.

Even though i've ignored him, the ping in my chest heals when i'm with him.

Why do i miss him?
He's right here?

"I'm going to beat you in the hockey practice this week." I say the first thing that comes off my tongue.

"Finally decided on a re-match, hm?"

"Just to watch you loose." I look at him with a smirk as he's just smiling looking at the road.

"I won't loose."

"I think you will."

"Elena, there's only one thing in my life i haven't won, i will win this game."

"What haven't you won?"

"Y- nothing." He quickly cuts himself off.

"Tell me."

"No."

"Tell. Me."

"No."

"Charlie. Tell me."

"Elena, no."

"Your still the jerk i remember."

He lets out a small chuckle.

"Here i was thinking you had finally matured, turns out it was just surgery." I sigh.

"Don't act so sad, you were the one that started this jerk-off thing."

My eyes widen.

"Fuck. That's not what i meant." He grumbles.

"Mhm mhm, sure."

"You too young to even know what that is." He frowns at me quickly before looking back to the road.

"Your a few months older than me."

"Still."

"What, just because i don't have a wiener i wouldn't know what it means? Funny."

"Please don't say wiener ever again."

"Really? Wienerrrrr, wienerrr." I sing in a high screechy voice.

"Elena."

"Wienerrrr, wiene-"

His hand from my thigh and moves to cover my mouth.

"Asshole." I grumble inside his hand.

"Stop being a brat." He says lowering his hand and moving it to the wheel.

"Stop being a dick."

"Fuck yourself."

"Your the worst."

"Really? I'm here picking you up. I left practice early to come get you, Elena."

"Oh."

"So continue telling me how i'm the worst."

He doesn't even sound upset, he's sounds amused.

"So silent all of a sudden, hm?" He continues taunting me.

I look out the window and cross my arms.

"I'm kidding, Elena." His tone goes softer.

I turn my head to him with a smile, "Ha. Caught you. You were worried because you thought i was sad. Looser."

He lets out a deep chuckle, "Little bitty."

"Bitty?"

"Bitch."

"Well your a little bitty too."

"Good to know, mio cara."

"I'm not your darling."

"I know i just like watching you get pissed off."

"I hate you." I grumble under my breath.

"Mhm, sure you do."

when i wrote this all i thought of was Rachel from friends. WEIIINERRRRRRR