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Ellie nods solemnly and then winces. “Will made me a proposition.” She winks several times at the nurse, who in turn looks at me and raises her eyebrows. Ellie takes the nurse’s chin in her hands and forces the nurse to look back at her. “No, nurse. I told him, oh, he?—”
“It was not a proposition,” I break in loudly. “I asked her out.”
Ellie snickers. The nurse looks as though I’m the one making things up.
“Look at her,” I protest. “She’s got a concussion.”
“Anyway,” Ellie draws out the word. “My stupid shoe got stuck and WHOOOP!” She makes a sliding gesture with her hand that almost smacks me in the face. I am definitely standing too close, and I don’t know when that happened.
I back up a step. “You’ll want to check out her ankle too.” I change the subject. “It didn’t look bruised or anything to me but … yeah, I’ll be out here if you need me.” I flee from the room. It’s better that I don’t know what either of those women are about to say about me.
Charlie stands in the lobby when I emerge from the hallway that leads to the exam rooms. He tilts his head at me. I walk outside, since I’m not recounting what happened in front of the handful of people still waiting, and the one guy who’s squinting at me like he’s trying to place me from somewhere. The last thing either Ellie or I need is someone posting a blurry photo of us together in urgent care. Even the thought of those rumors makes my head ache. She did us both a favor by saying no.
I’m still hoping it’s mostly because of what Hollis told her.
I can fix that.
“I asked her out.” I rub my face with my hand. I don’t want to relive that conversation. “She said no.”
“And then you thought she was the Blues quarterback and went full-on linebacker on her? Add one more sack to your stats?” Charlie asks, laughter in his voice.
I raise my eyebrows and blink slowly at him, hoping he knows how unamused I am. He keeps smiling anyway. “She made it very clear dating me was the last thing she’d ever want to do,” I say. “When she went to walk away, her heel got caught and she fell.”
“You asked her out?” Charlie confirms.
I shove my hands in my pockets. “I thought it would be cool if we got to know each other.”
“Huh.” Charlie doesn’t make a comment beyond that, even though his expression is as confused as Ellie’s was when she opened her eyes after she fell.
“I think it would be best if I went home. Is it okay if you stay with them?” I’m basically pleading.
“Yeah. No problem.” He pats me on the shoulder, and he’spressing his lips together. I think he might be trying not to laugh. Some friend.
“Later.” I hurry off toward my Expedition.
Mr.Colin
Poll: Should @Ellie.Bennet.IRL and I do a collab? (Let’s get Ms. Bennet on board with this, fans!)
@Bennet_Fanz_For_Life replied to your story:
You are delusional. This is a no-win situation for Ellie. Your fans will hate if she doesn’t. Her fans will drop her if she does. You’re such a pick me boy. Grow up.
CHAPTER 13
ELLIE
I don’t want to imagine what Victoria is going to say when she finds out I can’t film for at least a few days. And all I can do is imagine, since I’m not supposed to use my phone for at least forty-eight hours.
My concussion is a grade one, relatively mild, and since I have some great pain relievers, I feel fine. Mostly just embarrassed. Especially since last night is starting to come back to me more.
Way to show Will how fierce I am by giving myself a concussion. At least I was witty turning him down. Not that he’ll remember that part. He’s probably at home laughing over the way I told him he was pretty but a meanie.
I very gently give myself a face-palm.
I can’t believe he asked me out. Part of me wonders if none of it really happened. If I got a concussion some other way and that was some kind of fever dream.
The audacity.
