Things that went bump

Disclaimer. ..still don't own it.

Day Two

Glaring at the sun that shone onto her face, Aelin closed her eyes and couldn't help the smile that spread across her face. She couldn't forget his eyes, or his laugh. His strong muscles or his soft lips and he was hers.

Aelin couldn't believe that he was the same asshole that stole her parking space just yesterday morning yet at night she felt comfort in his embrace and tender feelings of affection in his kisses.

And to believe it was all Dorian's fault for abandoning her.

Dorian had left her to be with his girlfriend – she didn't even know that he had one he was so serious about – and Chaol had swooped in and got her a drink. They were civil enough, then downright flirtatious, though that could have been the alcohol in their systems.

One thing led to another and they ended up kissing. It was rushed at first but it started to slow down. It was like an abstract piece of art that more details were slowly added to, more intricate designs and patterns were added and bam. It was art. They weren't just two teens kissing because they were horny – which was like 25% of the truth – but because they had this sexual tension that had built over what? A couple of hours.

"Aelin! Honey, get up." Marion stuck her head into Aelin's room and grinned at the hungover teen. Said teen, groaned and rolled over in her bed.

She had never had such a soft mattress to sleep on. The first weeks upon living here, she actually preferred sleeping on the duvet cover on the ground. It was an odd experience for her.

"I'm getting up Mum. Just really slowly and steadily but no worries at this rate, I'm bound to win the race."

Marion snorted. It was so unladylike coming from her that Aelin opened one eye to spy on her. Marion had her arms crossed and was patiently waiting for her ward to get up.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"What does Elide want?"

Elide's voice could be heard from the next room, "You pick."

"Waffles please!" Aelin said with a huge smile on her face. Despite her head killing her, she didn't mind because if thing could make her happy, it was food.

Dorian was on his phone, resting against Aelin's locker when she had arrived at school. She held her mocha latte close to her chest. Aelin's heels clinked on the floor and Dorian looked up and made a guilty pout. She wasn't sure how to describe it, but it was like he was smug but guilty and wanted to get his way and be forgiven. It was a pretty confusing expression.

"Please let me explain."

Aelin's brows furrowed. "Be my guest. I'm not angry at you." Aelin slammed her locker door and gave Dorian her full attention. He scratched the back of his head.

"I don't know how to explain it."

"Tell me about how you met her and why your parents insist on you dating someone else."

So he told her his story. He had met her on a vacation with Chaol and had fallen deeply in love. He was head over heels for her but she didn't live here and his parents didn't believe him when he told them about her. In fact, the seemed to ignore it completely. The bell rang but they paid no attention to it as Dorian spoke about Sorscha, with a dazed look on his face. He spoke about all the times he want to were se lived and she did they same. He spoke about how difficult a long distance relationship was and by the end of his story, Aelin thought it was like a book. A fairytale never worked out in real life but she kept that opinion to herself.

"So that's my story."

Aelin smiled. "It sounds – magical. Almost unrealistic."

Dorian looked around, noticing the empty halls. "We should get to class, yes?"

So they walked slowly to Math and the teacher glared at them before handing out a detention slip. Aelin smirked to herself, as she thought it was a new record. She actually went a day without getting a detention.

She casually checked her phone.

KingDorian : Sorry about getting you into detention.😑

He had typed his name in her phone like that. No space because it didn't save the way he wanted it to.

Aelin: That's okay. I'm actually used to it. I'm a bit of a rebel.😉

The day progressed in a somewhat repetitive manner except Aelin and Chaol weren't at each other's throats and Dorian as the first to comment on it as they walked to detention together.

"What's up with you and Chaol? You don't seem to hate each other today. Which is a bigcaneg from yesterday."

Aelin suppressed the goofy smile making it's way over her face. She was very relaxed at the moment and she doubted it would change. Chaol and her had exchanged suggestive glances and looks – a kiss once or twice – and everything about the two, just seemed alright. Better than alrught even though they had quite a bit of sexual tension.

Dorian sent a snap to Chaol of him and Aelin. Their detention teacher was asleep at his desk, so it wasn't too bad. It was as if they were hanging out, in a classroom.

Aelin froze. "Did you send it using my real name."

Dorian looked at her sheepishly. "Oops."

Aelin shrugged as if it was bound to happen. Half an hour later and many selfies taken, there was a new story on Dorian's phone. Chaol's.

It was a video of Chaol kissing another girl.

"Who's that?" Aelin asked as her heart broke a little. It was ...a little sore to say the least. She really like Chaol and then he did this. Then again, it wasn't as if they were dating. Maybe Aelin had read a little too much into it. Perhaps she as just deceived.

"His girlfriend. Well on and off girlfriend, Nesryn. Why?"

Aelin coughed roughly, clearing her throat and tears. "Uhm. We kissed yesterday."

Dorian looked at her with sad eyes. "They have that type of relationship. An open one. So, I'm sory but it probably meant nothing to him."

Aelin felt her heart crack but she realised one thing, all she had with Chaol was a crush. Sexual tension, nothing serious. Nothing that could actually last.