I Nerd You, You Nerd me

Chapter Twenty-Five : The End of the Dice

The table shook momentarily.

I opened my eyes back up and stared at Rogan blankly. He looked back at me with the same gaze.

" I'm sorry."

I coughed on my drink which seared down my throat and tongue painfully. " What? Why?" I coughed, chocking on my drink.

" Because I just realised I seem needy with all these unusual texts and that's annoying and not helping the boy case." He sipped his drink thougfully.

I nodded my head and took another sip.

"It's fine."

" That's good."

"Yup."

We sat there looking at each other blankly. Suddenly his face twisted and contorted into a grimace.

" So it's as if we didn't cuddle last night right?" He coughed out cooly.

I wanted to slam my head on the table. " I'm not sure, do you want it to be?" I swallowed.

" I'm not sure actually. Maybe."

My heart stopped then. It clenched at realisation that maybe I was just a fling-thing after Belle. I looked up at him biting my lip, a pained expresstion crossed my face to his. Rogan sighed.

" You know that's not what I meant."

" I guess so. You going back to Belle?" I coughed out. Rogan's face contorted again and he rolled his eyes. " What is with you girls thinking we go back and forth?" He spit out with a groan.

" Because you did?" I sounded like a girl in middle school trying to pin her boyfriend for flirting with the girl in english class.

" I wasn't trying to." Rogan whispered," At least I have a grip on what I want." He snorted as if it was joke. 

A sword from my dungeon master straight through the heart.

" Owch." I whispered sipping my tea-latter and looking at the brick wall next to me. 

" Don't be so difficult Cora, I know that sounded offensive to your delicate ears but I was just joking." Rogan rolled his eyes and sipped his coffee, the sent filled my nose. I nodded impatiently. Rogan reached into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled out his phone. His eyebrows furrowed as his fingers jabbed across the screen in messaging. 

The corner of his mouth twitched as he shoved the device back into his pocket. My mind raced straight to Belle. Usually, I wouldn't right now that " Not that you shouldn't anyway Cora," but after last night I had a right too.

   Right?

  I shook my head in frustration and yawned for another time whilst I reached down into my bag and pulled out  a text book with some paper and a pen.

" Studying?" Rogan scoffed out quietly.

I nodded, mkaing a sarcastic face. " No, I was planning my attack against the Empire."

 My cold gaze met his. Grey eyes frozen in place, he shrugged and rolled his eyes. 

" Jedi."

"Sith."

"Chaotic Good."

"Chaotic Evil."

" Orc."

I shot him an evil glare.  " Hobbit." Rogan snorted.

" Cora I'm 6'2 and you're what? To my shoulder maybe? Stop being such ewok."

" That makes no sense Rogan." I hissed rolling my eyes.