His Ugly Girl

Chapter Seven

The ice rink as usual was cold and the smooth ice was already carved by the countless skates that had already been on it.

Honestly my choice in wearing a t-shirt was backfiring i could feel frost bite knock on my door signing over my life to Lucifer as we speak,
"Liby do you want a jacket?" Austin asks holding his hoodie out to me and i press my lips into a thin line.

Option A is to take the jacket and live( of course that would mean I've lost tge battle against my body heat.)

Option B is to freeze and keep my pride( I'd look like a boss)

I shake my head,
"Naw man I'm burning hot." I feel an arm sling around my shoulder and Harrison's scent envelopes me,
"Well seeing as I'm standing next to you. You must be hot."

I scoff pushing him away.

"The day that i admit to you being hot is the day i will make out with you and call you babe and seeing as both those things are highly unlikely i advise you to stay away."

I lean against the icy wall of the rink and shiver at contact,
"Your freezing Liberty." Maximillian says and i shake my head,
"No I'm not." Laura walks by and hands me my skates,
"Don't even waste your time Max, Liby will never admit that she's cold." I scoff sitting down,
"I would if i was." I say boldly and slip on the iceskates and standing up way to quickly.

"Be careful Liby." Kelly winks as he helps me stand i elbow him in the stomach and get onto the ice, the familiar feeling of ice benieth my feet filling me with europia.

"Okay so race?" Amber asks as she gets onto the ice, in that moment i notice that Amber is much quieter than me.

Am i quiet?

Is it just a faşaud for me to pretend I'm quiet?

Laura hugs me from behind and i slip almost falling,
"Sorry dude." She smiles,
"It's cool, just goes to show my balance is really off." I smile back and she grips my arm,
"Let's race."
"Why?"
"Your on track right?"
"Yup."
"Well then you can prove that you truely are fast." I roll my eyes,
"Bro I'm fast on land, on ice it's a whole other story." And like the brother he is Chase skates towards us,
"But you've played football  on ice." Everyone's eyes darted towards me,

"Football on ice?"

Kelly, Austin and Laura nod.

"Yeah, we put kicked the soccer ball onto the lake one winter and the water was frozen over so Liby just started playing soccer on the ice, in a sports bra and converses." I nod smiling awkwardly then skating afew paces forward,
"Why?" Max asks and i shrug,
"The words ball and ice sounded nice together." Amber coughed,
"Well that was awkward, now about racing."

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We all sat at KFC because my idiot friends and the acquaintances they'd invited all forgot to bring cash.

I had to pay meaning that we only had fifty bucks and my need to have  twenty from that fifty meant KFC.

Everyone conversed whilst i eat my chips, finishing them off.

I honestly wasn't ready to eat my crispy finger licking chicken, so as natural instinct would have it i reach into Harrison's food and take a fry.

Is it just me or does other people's food ( Harrison's food ) always taste better than your own?

Must be me.

I continued eating his food even stripping the skin off his chicken whilst he talked to Chase and Austin, the fact that he hasn't noticed me chowing down is simply hilarious.

"Hey Harrison are you on a diet?" Kelly asks as i take the entire drum stick and bite into it.

"No ,why?" Kelly chuckles,
"It seems like your on a Liberation diet."

Taking note of Kelly's words Harrison looked down at his plate,
"For fucks sake Ugly girl!"
"What?" I ask as i swallow,
"You have your own food right there." I pout,
"But mine is so far away." I pretend to reach for the plate even though it was right infront of me,
"No it's not." I roll my eye and pick up my drumstick biting into it,
"It's not my fault your food was calling me." Harrison raised un eyebrow,
"Calling you?" I nod and bite into the drum stick again,
"We told ya'll this morning, go fuck, get married have a kid then shut the fuck up." Laura says and continued her talk with Amber,
"Yeah Harrison shut the ferve up." I say and he nudges me,
"You know i won't." I shake my head and hand him my other piece of chicken,
"I can't let you starve...yet." he smiles and takes the food,
"Thanks ugly."

I roll my eyes sipping the coke infront of me Harrison leans in close,
"Do you wanna get icecream after this?" I smile,
"Yeah." I say facing him and gulping at the distance between the two of us.

I place a hand on his chest and i swear i could hear the sound of a flash going off, although i paid no head to it as Harrison's eyes bore through mine.

Why does he have to do this to me all the time?

"Huh, gold." I raise an eyebrow at him,
"What do you mean by gold?"
"Your eyes, they have flakes of gold in 'em." I nod biting my lip,
"You eyes have bits of blue." I say poking his nose,
"Really?" I nod,
"Yeah like in the sun or when you smile and laugh, there's some blue in there." He smiles,
"You actually noticed?" I roll my eyes
"Bro, I've told you countless times that your eyes are extremely hard to ignore." He squints his eyes,
"So are yours." We lock eyes,
"Wanna have a staring contest?" He asks and i nod,
"What is up for grabs?"
"If you win I'll buy you two large tubs of icecream and if i win you have to kiss me." I shrug,
"Dude i warn you I'm an expert at staring ask Davies Anderson from my fifth grade class." He chuckles,
"Three, two, one stare." He whispers and i lock with his gaze that instead of playful was nothing but intimidating,
"Oh my goodness Laura look thier fucking with thier eyes!" Chase says and i blink.

Oh fxck.