Opposite's Attract

T E X T ⋆ M E S S A G E S

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✤ Chapter 14: Text Messages ✤

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My eyes opened slowly. I groaned softly and reached around for my phone, but there was no trace of it.

"Morning." I hear a far-off voice.

I groan again and cover my face with the blanket. He chuckles, "Definitely a morning person."

I sigh and uncover my eyes slowly. Nick has a cinnamon roll on a small plate and a glass of milk. I sit up and grab it from him.

"I'm starving" I scarf it down and hum.

He looks at me, "You eat like a savage."

I shrug, "I'm hungry. Fight me."

He laughs and stands up, "Come on. We are going to your place to get your stuff you need. Cole texted me saying no ones gonna be home today, so we should do it today."

I nod and yawn again. Nick takes my plate and drink and puts it in the sink and washes it. I rub my head and stand up keeping the blanket around me. I put on some sandals that are not mine and I turn towards Nick. "I'm ready"

He looks at me, "Those are Levin's-"

I shrug, "Shut up and let's go. I want to go back to bed."

He doesn't say anything else and grabs his keys. I follow him to the car and get in.

Plink!

I groan and look at my phone.

Cole is-

Unknown: I'll keep in mind your not a morning person.

I shake my head and look at Nick. "Why are gang members so annoying?"

He laughs and turns on some music, "You have no idea, love."

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We arrived at my house sooner then I expected. This ride didn't seem to go on forever. It was still a bit awkward, but not uncomfortable awkward. Like, "Let's not barely talk at all this whole ride" awkward, you know?

I put the slides back on and get out Nick's car. My feet are heavy, and my eyes feel like a truck is pulling them down. I step inside. Greeted by silence. I sigh and make my way upstairs.

I walk into my room and grab an old gym bag. I stuff some sweatpants and t-shirts into the bottom. I take out some jeans, sweaters, and some different sneakers, along with my phone charger, headphones, and some migraine medicine.

My eyes land upon someone standing in the door.

He stares at me for a bit before saying anything.

"Nick Tomas, Claire?"

I sigh and rub my eyes, "Zane. I really don't have time for this-"

"Fuck that, Claire. Are you kidding me?"

"What? Zane? What's wrong with him? What's your problem with him, than what I already know, huh? I know. You don't. Stay the hell away from it. If you are so worried about it you'd be there."

"Claire-"

"No! Go away. Please. I have a pounding headache and I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm trying to figure this out, and with everyone up my ass, all the time isn't helping at all. So, please. Leave me alone."

I zip up my bag and slip back on my slides. I grab my house keys, my school bag and I walk back into Nick's car. Zane standing in the doorway.

"So, he's the guy?"

I look at him, "What?"

"Hmm. He's the guy you have puppy dogs eyes for?"

"Why the hell is that any of your business. Drive me back to the clubhouse. I can't deal with this anymore."

"Really? Him-"

"Nick. Shut up. Please. I don't want to listen to any guys make fun of my judgment. Shut the hell up, unless your words involve food or pain medication. Thanks."

I put in my headphones and close my eyes.

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Hey, guys. I know I was supposed to post I think 4 days ago, but school has officially started and I'm a freshman in high school. Meaning, things need to get real. School and people are kicking my ass. My personal life is hella hectic, but I will try my absolute hardest to get chapters to you guys.

I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, even though, it was kinds short. I'm really sorry. I love you all, and I hope you all have an amazing day. Thank you for reading, and if you wouldn't mind please vote too! It would really mean a lot to me if you put just a little time in your day to show your support! Even just people reading my story means the absolute world to me.

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