Chapter Twenty-one
"I'm not reading it."
"Aw c'mon Rudes,"Miles whined, holding up the pastel green book with pink writing and two cartoon figures on the front."I wouldn't tell you to if it wasn't totally amazing! It seems like a typical teenage romance but IT'S SO MUCH MORE. Dear god, it's got sibling strain, friendship angst, parent problems, anxiety handling, love interest, characters making actual human mistakes and not being superficially flawless like all books. The works. Plus Cath is my spirit animal." Miles continued to rant and rumble on while Rudy pretending to listen, still refusing to read it and focused more on the shape of his lips and his ever-moving hands as he spoke.
Dating Miles Waterstone is probably one of the best things that's ever happened to Rudy.
He's never felt so full of emotion, yet so totally drained. It just takes one look from Miles and he's out and beyond this world and then one word to have him rocketing right back down again.
He thought he had it bad before, he thought he could never feel as much but he was wrong. Oh so wrong.
It took a while for Rudy to get past the fear of actually moving his hands, of actually being able to touch just more of Miles. To feel his soft lips on the pads of his fingers, the softness of his dark hair and the scratchy feeling of his ridiculous jumpers that seemed to be getting even more hideous as they dwelled deeper and deeper into winter.
It also has it's cons; that being those with the names Kelly and Rosie- and sometimes Mark.
Kelly would ask non-stop questions and butt in where it was none of her business, irritating the hell out of Rudy and pushing it out of Miles when Rudy wasn't near. Rosie was worse, even managing to get it out of Rudy when she harped on for long enough and attacked Miles when he came over.
Mark liked to annoy Rudy with certain looks. Rudy liked to return them with his right hand and his middle finger - when he looked for Lyndsey not looking first.
The rain had stopped, replaced with frost and sharp winds as the dwelled into winter, regretfully shedding Rudy of his denim jacket and into something more practical. He wore Miles' hat more often than not, much to Miles' pleasure.
They were in Rudy's flat, watching Willow with Warwick Davis, after just back from taking Legolas, who was curled up between the both of them, from Trudy's. Legolas was exhausted from running around the park where the children wanted to take him so was taking a nap while Miles scratched at his fur.
Rudy was trying not to think about how much a cockblock Legolas was being. Only when Rosie got home did the thing finally jump up and trod off the sofa, swaggering in a way that Rudy swore that he knew exactly what he had been putting off by being between them.
Miles greeted Rosie cheerfully as she appeared haggard at the door, she gave a grunt before going off again and into her room to pass out judging by the click of her door.
"I should go then," Miles sighed, shuffling on the sofa and to get up. Rudy disagreed; he showed as much as he reached out and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and placing his face just at the crook of his neck where his jumper was slightly baggy and sliding off his shoulder, it had been distracting him the whole night." Or not- okay,"Miles laughed pleasingly as he returned the hug, snuggling into Rudy and leaning his head on Rudy's hair.
"I told you that you were really a big ol' teddy bear," Miles mused, mouth muffled by hair. Rudy growled low and bit his collarbone in retaliation, producing and squeak and a giggle from the smaller boy. When they died down Miles held on a little tighter, hands curling up at the back of Rudy's shirt.
"I really should go," Miles said, sounding as if he wanted to anything but that. Rudy wanted it just as much as Miles did- that is, he didn't want it at all.
It had only been two weeks since that kiss, just under for when Miles basically made them official. It was scary how much Rudy felt. How much he never wanted to be apart from Miles at all, not for a minute.
When he did go an hour or so later - with a hickey the size of Jupiter and lips satisfyingly swollen and red - Rudy read from his small tower of books in his room, maybe he did add that stupid book that Miles had went on about most of the night to his Amazon basket.
Even if he did, no one would know.
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Kelly frowned into her locker. "My stuff has went missing again."
Rudy eyed her, pinning on his stupid name tag that Kelly and Miles had annoyingly decorated with smiley stickers from the bargain box yesterday.
"You should tell Archer." Rudy said simply. He noticed she looked more tired that ever, her eyes heavy with the lack of sleep and her hair frizzy. He wondered if it was her stalker effecting her. Not that he cared.
"I can't! Constanza will have my head for not saying something sooner," she snapped in a panic, biting her nail slightly.
"Then tell Mark."
"Tell me what?" A voice sprang in question from behind them.
Both gasped and turn round to see Mark halfway through the staff door, hand out stretched towards the brush, his eyebrow raised at the questionably.
"Uh, nothing!" Kelly chirped before Rudy elbowed her and made a quick escape past Mark and out the staff room before she could violently retaliate.
He heard Mark stop her and ask her again, more seriously and concerned. Rudy let himself, in turn, become totally unconcerned. Wasn't his problem anymore. What was his problem for that day was displaying a new batch of highly anticipated books near the front and in the Teen Fiction area to promote even more customers which he didn't need. Or want.
Miles wasn't even in, he had the day off. Although Miles had already told him he was meeting him and the end of his shift Rudy still felt like flinging a row of bright yellow books at the creepy dude that still stalked the aisles like their very own phantom.
He got the job done as quick as he could, an hour well spent, and took over Kelly at the till and then swept after a child allowed in with a bag of biscuits while he followed his mother around like a messy duckling.
Rudy hated the world.
"I'm leaving," he grunted as soon as the clock struck the end of his shift, not bothering to wave back at Denise.
"Wait Rudy, me too." Kelly unfortunately said, following him into the staff room. He could sense her eyeing him, turning her head in such and unsubtle fashion in his direction every few seconds as he bundled his stuff together to leave. He ignored with the same finesse.
Don't you want to know what happened between me and Mark?" She asked finally.
"Not particularly," Rudy answered dryly.
Kelly snorted," of course you wouldn't," she continued to go into telling him anyway in spite."He's taking me to see Archer tomorrow when he is in and making sure to be there when he and so I'm not alone. He couldn't get to walk me home today so he made sure I was of at the same time as you so you can instead."
It was Rudy's turn to eye her as he closed his locker, bag in hand and jacket now on, he pulled put his hat to yank on his head. He noticed she was already decked out in winter knitwear and a green fur-hooded jacket. "Did he now." He didn't say it a a question, more in a way that implied that he would so be demanding out of Mark tomorrow why he had to take care of his annoying girlfriend.
"Uh huh." She nodded, ignoring his tone, knowing fully that Rudy would take we home anyway.
Rudy hated her. He loathed her.
He whipped out his phone in annoyance to send a quick text to Miles about the infestation of Kelly.
"He meant to ask you," he prattled on," but Lyndsay has been hot at his heels ever since she caught us... Eh... In the store cupboard."
Rudy grimaced and walked out the building, keeping hold of the door a little longer to let Kelly through.
"What's with the hat?" She was staring at the knitted thing on his head as if it offended her.
Rudy pulled on it consciously, feeling the wool at his fingertips. He shrugged.
"It's ugly." she proclaimed and Rudy frowned, glaring down at her slightly.
"S'not," he defended poorly. He knew if Miles or Rosie were here they'd be kicking up a fuss.
"Oh my God. You hate it too, can so tell but you absolutely love it at the same time." Kelly squealed and laughed at him."Miles bought you it didn't he? He bought that hideous hat and you wear it because he- oh my god, you absolute sap!"
"Shut up," he grumbled, trying to get away from her as she got louder. He felt his face burn a little.
"You are so cute, let me hold you!"
"I swear to god Kelly, get the hell away from me." He struggled as she latched into his arm, laughing her head off as she just held on tighter and leaned into his puffy jacket.
"Adorable," she managed to sigh through laughs.
And then suddenly everything went to shit as there was a desperate cry behind them." SHE'S MINE!"
For the second time that day, Kelly and Rudy whipped around. All Rudy could register was a silver glint and a blood-curling scream from Kelly as the owner of the voice lunged forward.
A/n: oh wow two updates in one week???
I totally wrote all this on a train ride on my phone so I'm just getting it out before I chicken out and fix it again and cry.
when I first joined wattpad I was such a slow writer so I never got to have my fill of random, unasked for drama that everyone was basking in at the time. So with everything I'm writing now I'm getting it all out and it's a wonderful feeling. So enjoy this pointless angst and drama!
Please remember to vote as comment, my pretties~
P.s. Wicked was, well - wicked.