All Chapters of A NIGHT WITH MY EX'S RIVAL.: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Xavier’s Pov“What’s up, Xavier?” Oliver said as I walked into my room.“I’m good. How about you?” I asked.“I’m doing well,” he answered. “Why are you looking so gloomy? Did something bad happen?”“I look gloomy for real?” I asked, looking at the mirror.“Bro, it’s written all over your face,” he said. “Can you tell me what happened?”I took a deep breath and sat down.“Well, I tried talking to Tulips today, and she gave me an attitude I didn’t expect,” I said.“Are you two not on good terms?” he asked.“Trust me, you don’t want us to go down that road,” I said.“Why?” he asked.“It’s a pretty long story that I’m yet to fully understand myself,” I answered.“No story is so long that it can’t be summarized,” he said, walking closer to where I sat. “Now talk to me. What’s going on between you two?”I hesitated at first, but I knew I had to speak since he was insisting.“Oliver, do you really want to be involved in this?” I asked. “I mean, it’s my personal business and I—”“Oh, please,”

Xavier’s POVThe drive home felt different from every other drive I’d ever had.I had one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting loosely on my lap, and for once, my mind wasn’t crowded with doubts, pressure, or unfinished conversations. I felt light and hapoy in a way that didn’t need explaining.Winning the competition was one thing.Seeing Tulips smile at me the way she did afterward was another.I couldn’t stop replaying the moment in my head. Her hug. Her words. The pride in her voice. It made everything worth it. Every early training session, every fall on the ice, every moment I thought I wasn’t good enough.By the time I pulled into the house compound, my lips were already curved into a smile.As soon as I stepped out of the car, I noticed something unusual.The living room lights were on.That alone wasn’t strange, but then I heard voices. Laughter. Excitement. Footsteps moving hurriedly. Before I could even process what was happening, the front door flung open.“There

Xavier’s POV“I met a girl in your school about a week ago,” Oliver said.“A girl?” I repeated.“You heard me right,” he said.“What’s her name?” I asked. “What does she look like?”“Her name is Amira, and for the looks, I guess you must have seen her,” he said.“Amira? Wow!” I exclaimed. “I wasn’t expecting that name.”“You just heard me, so yeah, she’s the one,” he said.“Are you two dating already?” I asked, curiously.“Well, we aren’t into that yet, but hopefully,” he said, smiling.“I see. You need to see how much you’re blushing right now,” I said, laughing softly.“I kinda like her though,” he said. “She’s pretty.”“I know, right? She’s actually beautiful,” I said.“I’m hoping she agrees to be my girlfriend when I ask her out,” he said.“For how long have you been in love with her?” I asked.“For about three days,” he admitted. “Although, we started talking about a week ago.”“So you mean you fell in love within just the first week?” I laughed.“It happens sometimes,” he said.

Xavier’s POVI checked the time on my phone for what felt like the tenth time in five minutes.“I guess I was too early to her house”, I muttered to myself. I sighed and leaned back against the driver’s seat, my hands resting loosely on the steering wheel. The engine was already off, but my heart was doing enough work for the whole car.I told myself to relax as I had arrived early on purpose. I did not want her to come out and not see me waiting already.Tonight mattered so much to me. I adjusted the collar of my shirt slightly and glanced at my reflection in the rearview mirror. I looked decent and on the outside, at least. On the inside, I felt like a teenager going on his first date, which was ridiculous considering everything I had faced in a while.But Tulips had a way of doing that to me.I looked toward the gate of her house, hoping, not hoping, waiting. The night air was cool, and the street was quiet except for distant voices and the occasional car passing by.Then I saw

Tulip’s POVI stumbled slightly as I made my way toward the bathroom, my heels clicking against the floor. My heart jumped as I almost lost my balance, but before I could hit the ground, strong hands wrapped around my waist, steadying me.I opened my eyes quickly and froze.It was Danzo.“Oh!” I gasped, immediately trying to straighten up and pull away from him. “I— I’m fine, really.”He didn’t let go right away, his grip gentle but firm. “Watch your steps next time, Tulips,” he said, his voice calm, carrying that familiar ease that made me feel both irritated and oddly comforted at the same time. “You almost fell, but luckily I came through.”I swallowed, unsure of what to say. “Thank you,” I murmured, keeping my eyes fixed on the floor, avoiding his gaze.“You’re always welcome,” he replied. His eyes scanned me now, more openly. Then he let out a soft chuckle. “I see you came on a date night with someone special.”I blinked, caught off guard. “Yeah… I did,” I admitted cautiously. My