Chad landed on his back and groaned. He just lay there, not wanting to move.
I lightly kicked his shin before squatting down to be almost level with him. "Hey, Chad?"
"What?" He wiped his eyes with his arm, getting the sweat off his forehead.
"Um, I just wanted to say…" I took a deep breath before breaking into a wide grin. "I win!"
He stared up at me, putting his hand out to bat me away. "Nu-uh. Rematch."
I shook my head. "Nope, face it; you lost. Now you have to do something that I want, no matter what it is. That was the deal."
He glared at me. "Not fair."
"Way fair. I mean, hey, I warned you. But did you listen? Noooo." I laughed as he sat up to be face-to-face with me. I smirked as he just stared. "What? Gazing at my beauty?" I chuckled at my own joke. To be honest, I really didn't think I was all that pretty.
"Maybe." Chad answered. Was he flirting?
I smiled a tight smile. "Yeah, flattery won't get you anywhere with this deal. I get what I want."
He grunted and laid back down. "Damn it!" He sighed and looked at me, head sideways and gazing upward, lights shining in his eyes. "Am I losing my Chad Charm?"
I went from squatting to laying on my belly next to him. "Nope, I'm just immune."
He scoffed. "Please, how can any girl be immune to Awesome Chadness?"
"If they know you long enough, it's really easy."
"Portlyn still gets under my spell."
"Because she doesn't really know the real you. She's never seen you care, seen you apologize, or see you get jealous." I smirked. "but I have!" I sang out.
He scrunched his nose up in protest- it looked cute. "Yeah, right. When have I ever been jealous?"
"Well, a couple times. I know you don't actually hate Zac Efron, you just want to be more popular and famous than him. And with the James situation. Tawni told me you were jealous that I was going to date him and not you."
"I wasn't jealous, I was just…" He couldn't think of a word and he had a little tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"Concerned for me." I provided. He nodded.
"Yeah." He agreed. "I was concerned."
"But most of all, you were jealous!" I laughed as he rolled his eyes.
He rolled over and grabbed my arms- all this happening quickly- and flipped me over, pinning me down. "What if I was? What are you going to do about it?"
I looked up into his eyes to see if he was joking. All I saw were his pupils growing in size from normally small to almost filling to entire iris. "Why'd you pin me?" I avoided the question.
He shrugged. "Maybe I just tricked you so I could win."
I smirked and flipped us over so I was on top and he was below me. "Who's winning now?"
He tried to flip us over again but I jumped off him and back-flipped four times away. I landed swiftly on my feet and stayed in a fight position.
Chad jumped up by curling his back and leaping to his feet. He narrowed his eyes at me. He got in a fighting stance, more a boxing stance, mine a karate stance.
"C'mon, Monroe. Come and fight."
"Chad, fight like the man you aren't!" I laughed, knowing we were just being goofy.
He stared at me for a second before running toward me, me running away. He came up behind me and grabbed me around the waist, swinging me around carefully. I laughed and squealed, hoping he wouldn't drop me. I grabbed his hands to keep myself upright so I wouldn't fall out of his grasp.
Chad set me upright but up against a wall, both of us laughing softly.
"So who won?" Chad murmured, looking into my eyes softly.
"I'm thinking this is a tie." I told him, smiling and blushing.
We were extremely close, bodies up against each other. I was between him and the wall so I had nowhere to move. Chad had his arms up, hands near my head on each side, blocking my ways of escape. His face was leaned in, like he was sharing a secret with me.
"I still believe, though, that I won earlier." I whispered. For some reason, I couldn't bring my voice above that level. My stomach was doing flips at his closeness.
"Well, then, what do you want as your prize." Chad leaned a little closer.
"I want…" My voice trailed off as I leaned up closer to him. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, my hand resting on his. It seemed that if I inhaled, I'd take in his carbon dioxide and, if he inhaled, he'd take in mine. So close…
"I want…" I couldn't finish my sentence at the moment.