All Chapters of Dare To Love The Chubby Nerd : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

JAXSON'S POVI took one look at Sloane and knew those tears were fake as f**k.I saw Clara standing there like a deer in headlights. Her friend Maya was still holding her red cheek.It was obvious what had happened.Sloane was a terrible actress and an even worse liar. I knew she started it. She always started it. But she was my girl, and I was not going to let her take the fall, so I played along."Are you crazy?" I stepped toward Clara, making my voice loud enough for the whole hallway to hear.Clara blinked, her eyes widening in pure shock. "Jaxson, I did not...""Shut up," I snapped, cutting her off. "I saw enough. You come to this school on a scholarship and think you can attack people?""She did not do anything!" Maya yelled, stepping in front of Clara.I ignored Maya and kept my eyes locked on Clara. "You are pathetic. You cannot make the cheer squad, so you throw a tantrum in the hallway? Better step out the way before this gets to the principal."Clara's face crumbled. The fig

CLARA'S POVI just wanted to ask him for a ride one more time. I thought maybe if he had calmed down, he would agree.Nothing prepared me for what I was about to see.I knocked first, then pressed my hands against the cold glass and leaned in to look.The tint was dark, but the late afternoon sun caught the windshield at just the right angle.And I saw him.Jaxson was sitting with his head thrown back against the leather seat. A figure was on her knees between his legs.I ripped my hands away from the glass, but it was too late.He looked out at me. So did she.Sloane.My head caught fire.My stomach flipped completely upside down. I turned and ran as fast as my heavy legs could carry me across the parking lot.I burst through the heavy wooden doors of the library. My lungs were burning. My vision was blurry with panicked tears.Did he see me clearly?Would he embarrass me again in front of the whole school?But he's only human. So why was I so terrified?I scanned the quiet room un

Jaxson's POVMy father turned around and glared at me. "What the hell do you mean by that, Jaxson?"I walked down the rest of the stairs slowly. I didn't look at Clara crying on the floor. My eyes stayed fixed on my father."What do you think people would say?” I started. “The neighbors, the club members, when they see you throwing her out at this hour?"My parents looked at me like I was speaking a dead language."Master Jaxson, this is none of your concern—""Neither is it yours, Maria." I cut her off without looking at her. "This is family business.""Don't speak to her like that, Jaxson." My mother said, moving toward me."Oh, wow. So you value the words of a housekeeper over your own son.""Jaxson King." My father's voice dropped to its most dangerous register. "You will not speak to your mother in that tone.""What exactly is your point?" he continued. "Are you saying we should keep an incompetent staff member while your sister suffers? She came in thirty minutes late.""She was

CLARA'S POV"What the hell?"The shout tore through the silent hallway. Jaxson's voice was charged with a terrifying fury.I tucked Lily in quickly and bolted out of the nursery. What could have gone wrong in his perfect day, I wondered.I rushed down the long corridor and halted when I saw him. Jaxson was standing in the open doorway of my bedroom, his broad shoulders blocking the entrance completely.Oh no, it couldn't be.I peeked behind his side. Maya stood frozen in the middle of my room, eyes wide with pure panic."You." He pointed a finger at Maya. "What are you doing inside my house?""Jaxson, please wait," I gasped, stepping in front of him to block his view of her.He looked down at me with absolute disgust. "You sneak your loudmouth friend from school in here? After everything that just happened downstairs? You are actually insane. Maybe you really should be fired."He turned and walked toward the staircase.Panic consumed me whole. I followed him quickly, matching his pa

CLARA'S POVA loud, aggressive pounding on my bedroom door jolted me awake.I sat up so fast my vision went black for a second. The clock on my bedside table read five o'clock in the morning."Open up, Clara. Right now," Jaxson shouted through the wood.I scrambled out of bed. My legs felt heavy and sore.I had not slept a single wink. I spent the entire night at my tiny desk, surrounded by heavy history textbooks and scribbled notes.I finally finished the last page of Jaxson’s history paper at four thirty.I had done mine earlier last week, thank God, or else I would have been cooked.We both take history, so yes, we will be seeing each other in class. Sloane, too.I unlocked the door and pulled it open. Jaxson stood there looking perfectly refreshed. He was already wearing his workout clothes."Where is it?" he demanded, not even looking at my exhausted face.I reached for the stack of papers on my desk and handed them to him. My fingers were stained with blue ink. "Here. It is ten