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here's chapter 5 kinda short, but... R&R!
Chapter 5
(Ellie's POV)
I got a weird feeling when I hugged Craig. Like I was safe and that I could trust him, And I think he felt he could trust me too. Cause he can. I felt a lot better after talking to him about Sean. Someone has called a few times and I can tell it's Sean. I don't want to pick up the phone though. Not because I'm mad at him, but because I don't want to be mad at him.
I want to hold on to the Safe and trusting feeling I have, I don't want to risk it going away.
So I turned the ringer off and did my homework... listened to some music... watched TV. for about 5 minutes but nothing was on. This took up about an hour and it was still only 5:30. I went downstairs and my mom was passed out on the couch. I'd get to clean up after her later. At least it would give me something to do...
(Craig's POV)
I'm mad at Sean and completely Jealous of him. I can't get Ellie out of my head. What does that tell you. Unfortunately it isn't Rocket Science and I've figured out I might like Ellie.
I was wishing Sean had a horrible excuse for not meeting her... I like Ellie Nash.
That's great. The semi-girlfriend of my former best friend. The Best friend of my ex-girlfriend. What would Ashley think? We're just friends now and I think I might actually be fine with that and only want that. I just don't know if Ashley feels that way. Maybe I should ask Ellie...
No one picked up her phone.
It's still early maybe the guys can come over for a short band practice.
(Sean's POV)
"Dude! Calm down." Jay said to me after I called Ellie for the 5th time, got no answer and slammed the phone down in frustration.
"She's avoiding me, and its all your fault."
"No it's that guys fault, he showed up late!"
I just looked at him, sitting on the couch and grabbed the bag of chips from his hand and threw them on the table.
"Go eat at your own house, I'm not made of money you know?"
"You sound like my dad." I actually did but I just rolled my eyes and walked past him knocking his feet off the table.
"Make that my mom."