Chapter 13
Danielle
I dance the night away with Sophie and Jared, drinking and partying and having an amazing time. Things between me and Miller seem to be moving forward and I can finally feel myself lowering my walls to let him in. After all, he is nothing but amazing, or amaze-balls as Sophie would put it.
“I’ll get us another drink,” Sophie calls over the music.
I give her a nod as there is no point trying to project my voice over this sound. I shimmy up against Jared as we dance to Tay Tay, shaking our asses with our hands high in the air. Sophie returns with a bottle of vodka and we begin taking our own version of shots.
“Get the boys,” Jared smirks. “I want to dance up against Tank and Miller, like a Dragons sandwich.”
Sophie laughs. “Oh, hell yeah, I want to be a part of that sandwich too.”
“Me too, I want a Miller sandwich,” I slur.
Together we all head for the back door, giggling as the three of us attempt to get out the door at the same time but fail miserably. “Shit,” Jared groans as he looks out towards the backyard.
Sophie gasps and I look up to find what has their attention. “God, I’m going to kick his ass,” she snaps.
My eyes land on Miller and more importantly, the beautiful girl snuggled in on his lap and his hand curled around her waist as he looks at her with such adoration that it makes me feel like I’m intruding.
My heart sinks immediately. I knew it was too good to be true, it was all a game to him, a game that he has clearly grown bored of.
Sophie grabs me by the hand and pulls me back into the house with Jared following behind, we head straight for the front door and leave the dragons behind. “You ok, babe?” she asks.
“No,” I tell her, feeling empty inside. “I really liked that one.”
“I know,” she sighs.
“I’d kick his ass if it wasn’t so likely he’d snap me like a twig,” Jared says as he pulls me against him.
Words escape me as we walk the rest of the way home.
“Well, doing the rest of the assignment is going to be a tad awkward now,” Sophie murmurs as we push our way through the door.
Crap. I didn’t even think about that. I groan as I fumble into my room and find my pyjamas, then head into the bathroom and strip down for a hot shower. Sophie makes her way into the bathroom and begins brushing her teeth as I step into the shower. “What are you going to do with the date tomorrow night?” she asks.
“I think his ego could use getting knocked down a few steps. Maybe he will even get stood up for the first time,” I say, getting an odd satisfaction out of the thought, though that satisfaction disappears quickly as the hurt takes over once again.
I finish up in the shower and head back to my room. I plug my phone in and notice a text message from the douchebag himself.
Miller – You keep disappearing on me. Hope you’re ok.
I consider replying and begin typing out my response
Dani – Wasn’t feeling well. Jared and Sophie took me home. Not sure tomorrow night is such a great idea.
Delete.
Damn it, the fucker can just work it out himself.
I turn my phone off and climb into bed.
After a shitty sleep, I wake up far too early and take myself for a run. I pull on my shorts and training crop, throw my hair up and head out the door. Yep, a new day, a new me.
I head out into the early morning breeze and run until my lungs give out. I find myself approaching Miller's place and freeze when the door opens. Relief pours over me when I realize it isn’t Miller standing at the door, but a whole new feeling comes crashing through when I notice it’s the girl from last night. Yep, that prick took her home and everything. What a douche bag.
“Hurry up, Mills,” she calls. “You promised me a breakfast date.” Geez, this chick has a nickname for him already, I’m sure she is planning their wedding and everything, though she seems a little young for him, but hey, who am I to judge, it’s not like we were actually together.
“Alright, chill. I’m coming,” I hear him call back from inside. What a jerk. Plans a date with this chick for the morning and one for me at night.
Just perfect.
I sprint past his place in fears he will come out and discover me here, gawking at his new girlfriend like the loser I am, and to think I actually told him about Brett. What an idiot.
I make it home, do a few sit-ups and crunches then slide myself right back into bed. Yep, there’s just no damn point today.
I finally pull myself out of bed just after midday, grab my phone and head into the kitchen. I sit up on the stool as Jared cooks bacon and eggs and I flick my phone back on.
I find 4 new messages, 1 from mum and 3 from Miller.
Mum- Hi Honey, just checking in. We miss you.
Miller – Morning. What happened to you last night? I wanted you to meet someone.
Miller – You still alive? I’ll pick you up at 7 for our non-date.
Miller - ??
Geez! I can’t have him coming around here.
Dani – Don’t worry about me, I’m fine. Tonight isn’t such a great idea.
My phone rings immediately with his name flashing up on my screen. I hit ignore and get to work on downing my bacon and egg roll as Jared watches me curiously through narrowed eyes. Miller attempts a few more times before finally giving up and leaving me to celebrate my pity party for one.
An hour later Jared and I curl up on the couch to watch The Legend of Tarzan, because, let’s face it, who doesn’t want to watch Alexander Skarsgard getting around half naked and extremely ripped. We ‘ohh’ and ‘ahh’ over the screen and pause at all right places.
Jared hops up and heads into the kitchen, bringing a grin to my face when I hear the familiar sound of popcorn popping in the microwave, followed by the beautiful buttery smell. He returns precisely 4 minutes later with two bowls, he hands one over to me and I immediately scoop a handful right into my mouth.
There’s a knock at the door as Jared goes to sit down. He looks over at me with big puppy dog eyes, pleading for me to answer the door.
“Nope, no way. You’re already standing and you’re the closest,” I demand.
“Fine,” he grumbles, placing his bowl down on the coffee table and making sure I hit pause on the perfection which is Tarzan.
I listen as he makes his way to the door, wondering who is the hell it could be as neither of us have plans and all the people we know are busy.
He pulls the door open. “What are you doing here?” he asks our visitor in a tone that has my back stiffening.
“I just need to see her,” I hear Miller respond with a pained voice.
“I think you should go,” Jared tells him. “You’ve done enough.”
“I don’t get it, what is it I’ve done? Please, clue me in if you know,” he snaps.
Jared sighs. “I had high hopes for you, man.”
“Good, because I’m not going anywhere. I promised my girl a date and I intend to keep that,” Miller says with confidence.
“Come on, man. Just cut your losses and run. You’re not seeing her today,” Jared says.
“Dude, don’t keep me from her. If I have to knock you out, I will,” he warns.
I groan from the couch and flick my blanket off, I get up and storm my way to the front door. “Miller, it’s not going to happen,” I say, pushing past Jared, who harrumphs and leaves.
“Fuck that baby, I’ve waited long enough for you and I’m not letting you give up now,” He tells me, with an urgency in his eyes. “When will you see that we are perfect together?”
“I did see that and I freaking wanted it, I wanted it so bad it hurt,” I explain as a lone tear escapes my eye.
He steps forward and wipes it away with his thumb, I flinch from the contact and I immediately see the hurt in his eyes. “Then what the hell happened?”
“What happened?” I scoff. “As if you don’t know. You were sitting with that chick curled around you, making me look like an idiot and then you go and take her home.”
He grins and rushes me, pressing me up against the wall and taking me by the waist. “You were jealous,” he smirks.
“Get off me, you big jerk,” I snap, trying to push him away.
“How many times do I need to tell you that I’m not going anywhere,” he says, tightening his grip on my waist.
“You’re delusional if you think I’m going to let you play me.”
“You know I’m crazy about you, which means you’re delusional for thinking I would ever play you. I haven’t even looked at another girl since I met you,” he says with such sincerity it has my heart breaking all over again.
“You’re a moron, I saw it with my own eyes,” I snap.
He pushes me harder against the wall and presses his hard body up against mine. “Fuck, I love it when you’re angry,” he whispers.
Need pulses through my traitorous bitch of a body as I feel his erection pressing up against my belly. “Miller, you need to go,” I say brokenly.
He takes a deep breath and leans back so he can look me in the eye. “Mia, the girl from last night. She’s my little sister, she came to surprise me at the game and I let her crash at my place,” he explains.
Fuck.
“I told you, I want to be with you. I haven’t felt like this about anyone before and fuck, I’m not going to screw this up,” he says.
My heart races as I take his face in both my hands and look him in the eyes. “I’m sorry,” I tell him with every little bit of honesty I possess. “I fucked up.”
“Yeah, you did,” he agrees, leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine in the open doorway.
Sophie steps through at the exact moment. “Fuck, you two give me whiplash,” she comments as she passes us with Tank trailing behind her.
A giggle escapes me as Miller pulls back. “Can I take you on that date now?” he asks with a satisfied grin.
“No,” I say and smirk as his face falls, “I said you could take me out for dinner. It’s only 4 in the afternoon and I’m in my pyjamas.”
“What are we going to do until dinner time?” he asks suggestively.
“Oh, I have a few ideas,” I tell him, leaning forward and pressing my lips to the sensitive skin on his neck.
He lets out a moan and presses himself into me so I can feel the hard, thick outline of his erection against me once again. His hands wind down my body and grabs me by the ass, effortlessly lifting me. I twine my legs around his waist as he reaches out to pull the door closed.
I wrap my arms around his neck as he brings his lips to mine. He pulls me away from the wall and walks me down to my bedroom, kicking the door closed behind us.