Chapter Fourteen

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James' POV

This girl. This damn girl with clothes that would fit a ten foot wide hobo and an attitude to fit a judge. Her with the long blond hair and the full, pink lips. Her with the skinny waist and wide hips.

Nancy. She annoys me so god damn much that I sometimes feel like putting my head through a glass window.

It's not even like she just annoys me when she's around. Even when she's not, she's in my mind. How frigid and innocent she is and yet when we're alone she knows exactly what to do. How she runs her fingers through my hair when we kiss. How amazing her lips feel against mine.

I hate that I can't stop thinking about her. I hate it. Even when I'm fucking Kerry, all I can think about is her stupid blonde hair and how much nicer her body would look.

Don't get me wrong, without all the cheep tattoos Kerry has, her body would be damn fine, too. Every guy in this fraternity knows that. Everybody's had a go of her.

But it's something more, something about Nancy that makes her so beautiful. And if I could think what it was, I'd destroy it.

Id destroy it just as much as I wish I would destroy Anthony.

It's not that I don't like Anthony. I'm sure, with his sweaters and chinos, he's a very nice bloke. But not nice enough for my Nancy.

Hell, she's not mine. She's his. And God damn he's much better for her than I am. But she's good for me. And I want her. I need her.

I need to feel her lips crash against mine like they did just ten minutes ago upstairs. I need to feel her perfectly painter finger nails dig into the back of my head.

But I can't. Not again. Because everytime she does exactly that, I feel myself falling into a trap I know I'll never be able to escape from.

I should be happy with Kerry. And all the others. But none of them compare to Nancy.

"James?!" I hear a scream and I snap out of my day dream. I feel a body shift ontop of me and I peel my eyes open. Kerry.

I grab ahold of her and wrap her legs around my waist, standing up and carrying her towards an empty bedroom in the fraternity.

I need to forget.

(AUTHORS NOTE- hey guys, I know it's been a few days and I know this chapters really short but I thought you might have wanted to know what's going on inside James' mind. So here you have it. I'll update as soon as I can. I hope everyone had a nice Christmas. -f )

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