All Chapters of Against the rules : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Did he care ....?

~Ava's pov~ After leaving Logan's apartment, the air outside was cold, but I barely noticed as I dragged my bag down the apartment steps. Every step felt heavier than the last; something inside me was resisting the urge to turn back and go back to Logan. But I couldn't. Not after everything that happened. I needed time to sort out my life first. I tightened my grip on my duffel bag, forcing myself to focus on the road ahead. Charlotte's apartment was only a few minutes' ride away, and she had been more willing and ecstatic about me crashing at her place until I figured things out. It was the right decision. The smart one! So why did it feel like I was walking away from something that I wasn't ready to let go of?” Because a part of you wanted him to stop you I might be going insane!. I clenched my jaw, willing the thought away. Logan didn't stop me. He let me go. That alone should be enough proof of where we stood. I called a cab and waited, my heart beating fast against my

Levi

~Logan's pov~ The apartment was a mess, not in the way of scattered clothes or dirty dishes around, no! That kind of mess didn't bother me. This was a different kind of mess; the silence was suffocating, the apartment was empty, and the emptiness suffocated me in a way I wasn't used to. Ava was gone. I should have seen it coming, but now that she has already left, I don't feel good. I ran a hand through my hair, my grip tightening at the roots. This was ridiculous. I had no right to feel this way towards her, but I couldn't help myself. But I knew better! My kind of life didn't allow me to have the privilege of letting someone in… not until my father is out of the picture. A sharp knock on the door. Yanked me out of my wandering thoughts. Who's it now? With a heavy sigh, I pushed myself from the couch and made my way to the door. Levi stood there, arms crossed, eyebrows raised in amusement. Levi looked exactly like me; he's my younger brother, but we've always treated each othe

"Go out with me"

Ava's pov “Hurry up, Ava! You're going to be late again," Charlotte yelled from her room. “Girl, chill out! I'm done," I said, carrying my bag and exiting the room. I had an early shift at the diner today. Debra had called me earlier today. “I'll see you later, right? Or are you going out with Tristan again? I asked her She grinned; she always does that whenever we're talking about Tristan. She's love-sick, I swear. " Yeah! We're going out, and I might actually spend a night at his apartment. You know… maybe rekindle our love..” " Please! Spare me the details, char! I don't need to know your love life with Tristan, it's gross”. I covered my ears. Even though she didn't say anything bad, I wanted to tease her. Charlotte laughed," Okay, Ava! Don't be dramatic, but everything is set, there's food in the kitchen and everything, so you don't need to worry”. I nodded, " I'll be fine, char. Now I'm gonna go see you tomorrow,” I reached the door and turned to her. I waved at her, then

"Just one date"

~Ava’s POV~ I stood there frozen, did Logan Carter just ask me on a date?. My heart was beating faster against my chest so loudly that I was sure Logan could hear it. He had just asked me out. Logan Carter, the cocky, arrogant, undeniably gorgeous football player, had just asked me on a date. My lips still tingled from his kiss, and my brain was struggling to keep up with everything that had just happened. It seemed like I was sent into a frenzy. “I…” My voice came out hoarse, and I cleared my throat. That was so embarrassing! “I don’t know what to say.” Logan’s eyes searched mine, his brows slightly furrowed like he was preparing himself for rejection. “You could start by saying yes,” he said, attempting his usual smirk, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. He was scared. I exhaled loudly, stepping back slightly, needing space to think, because every time he's near me, I seem to lose all my ability to think. Logan wasn’t just some guy asking me out. He was Logan Westbridge U

Arcade date

Ava's pov The next day, Charlotte nearly choked on her cereal when I told her about what happened with Logan. "You did what?" She gaped at me from across the kitchen table. "I said yes to a date with Logan," I muttered, sipping my coffee, trying to sound casual, but inside I was freaking out. Charlotte slammed her spoon down. "Ava! This is huge! Logan doesn’t date. He flirts, he hooks up, and then he moves on." I winced. "Thanks for the reminder." "But," she continued, pointing her spoon at me, "he likes you. Like, actually likes you. I saw the way he looked at you every time." I frowned. "What do you mean?" Charlotte smirked. "Ava, that boy is whipped. He is glaring at any guy who so much as glances in your direction whenever you aren't looking. It is so hilarious." I blinked. Logan… jealous? That didn’t seem like him. Am I too dense to understand anything? Before I could overthink it, my phone buzzed. Logan: Be ready at 7. I’m picking you up. I stared at the message, my s

He's different now

Ava’s POV The night air was cool as Logan and I walked side by side, the quiet sounds of the city enveloping us. My fingers curled around the plush wolf he’d tried so hard to win, and I couldn’t help but smile. “So, what’s next?” Logan asked, tossing the last of his fries into his mouth. I raised an eyebrow. “Next? It’s almost midnight, Carter.” “And?” He smirked. “Scared to stay out late?” I rolled my eyes. “I have work tomorrow, unlike you.” Logan placed a hand over his heart, feigning offence. “Are you calling me unemployed?” I gave him a pointed look. “You literally don’t have a job.” “Technically, I do.” He grinned. “I play football. That’s a job.” “Football isn’t a job, it’s a sport,” I shot back. “A sport I get paid for,” he countered. I groaned. “You get scholarship money for it. That’s different.” Logan shrugged. “Details, details.” I shook my head, but I was smiling. Being around him was easy, even when we were arguing. We walked a little longer until we reached

Reminder

Logan’s POV The gym was empty except for the sound of my fists slamming into the punching bag. Each hit sent a sharp ache up my arm, but I welcomed the pain. It was better than thinking. Better than remembering. After last night, after seeing her, I hadn’t been able to get Ava out of my damn head. The way she looked at me like she saw me for the first time had messed me up more than I wanted to admit. I landed another punch, breathing hard. “You trying to kill the bag or yourself?” I turned to see Aaron leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, his usual cocky smirk in place. What the fuck does he want? I rolled my shoulders. “What do you want?” He strolled in, tossing a football between his hands. “I think you know.” I grabbed my towel, wiping the sweat from my face. “Not in the mood, man.” Aaron let out a mock gasp. “Not in the mood? That’s funny because last time I checked, you had plenty of motivation.” I clenched my jaw. “Drop it.” He grinned. “Come on, Logan. Don’t t

My own place

Ava’s POV The first thing I did when my salary hit my account was stare at my phone screen in disbelief. $2,000. I wasn’t used to seeing that much money in my account at once. I knew it wouldn’t last long, rent, groceries, and bills would take a huge part, but for now, I let myself have a moment to feel proud. I’d earned this. The second thing I did was text Charlotte. Me: We’re going apartment hunting today. Charlotte: OMG FINALLY! I’m grabbing coffee. Meet me at the campus in 20 minutes! I barely had time to pull on a decent outfit before running out the door. The sun was bright, and for the first time in a while, I felt like things were coming together. I was getting out of Charlotte's apartment, giving her a space with her boyfriend. “Okay, so I did some research,” Charlotte said, sliding into the booth across from me at the campus café. She had two coffees in her hands, one for her, one for me. “I found a few places that are actually within budget.” I took the coffee g

Moving in

Ava’s POV Moving day came faster than I expected. I woke up to the sound of Charlotte banging on my door, her voice too energetic for the early morning. How can she be chirpy so early in the morning? “Rise and shine, apartment owner! Time to move your broke ass out of here!” I groaned, burying my face in my pillow. “Five more minutes.” “Nope.” She yanked my blanket away. “We have a lot to do. Logan’s coming soon, and if he sees you drooling on your pillow, I will never let you live it down, and I don't think he'll appreciate that,” she winked at me That got me up. I threw a pillow at her, but she dodged it with a laugh. “Get dressed, loser. I’ll make coffee.” I sighed, dragging myself out of bed. By the time I was dressed and had shoved a piece of toast into my mouth, Logan had already arrived. He leaned against the doorframe, looking way too good in a simple hoodie and jeans. “You ready, nerd?” I rolled my eyes. “You know, normal people say good morning.” “I’m not normal,

Not so subtle

Ava’s POV Charlotte and I sat at our usual table, her phone in one hand and a fork in the other as she scrolled through something on her feed. I poked at my salad, not really paying attention, until she let out a dramatic sigh. “You know, for someone who just got her own place, you don’t seem very excited,” she pointed out, setting her phone down. I shrugged. “I am. It’s just… a lot.” She studied me for a second before smirking. “Or maybe it has something to do with Logan.” I nearly choked on my drink. “Excuse me?” Before she could respond, a tray dropped onto the table across from us. Logan slid into the seat beside me, followed by Tristan, who took his usual place next to her. “Talking about me again?” Logan teased, stealing one of my fries. I glared at him. “No one was talking about you.” Charlotte snorted. “Lies.” Tristan laughed. “You two are exhausting to watch, you know that?” Logan smirked, completely unfazed. “So, nerd, you coming to the game later?” I sighed. “I h

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