Semua Bab Caught Between The REID Brothers : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Ashton's POVWestbrook won Four–Two.The locker room was loud the way it normally is after a good win, music too high, everyone talking over everyone else, someone had already ordered food that nobody asked for and everyone was eating. Coach gave his post game talk and it landed well and the energy in the room was at all time high.Tonight I was somewhere else entirely."You're not here again." Cole said, dropping onto the bench beside me."I'm sitting right next to you.""Physically, yes." He unlaced his skates. "Your head left about forty minutes ago.""I played a good game.""You played a great game. That's not what I said." He looked at me sideways. "She's waiting outside."I looked at him. "For someone that always notices things like this, I wonder why you're not in a relationship."Hey, I am the teacher here. And because I walked past the east exit ten minutes ago and she was waiting with her coat still damp from whatever Sienna poured on her and she was on her phone." He pulled

Harper's POVI walked aimlessly because I didn't want to go home.I stood outside in the cold for about fourteen minutes after leaving Ashton, fully intending to go back to my dorm and process everything responsibly and sleep on it the way a rational person would.Then I heard the music from three blocks over.The victory party was at one of the hockey team's off campus houses and I could hear it from the corner and I stood there and thought about going back to my room and lying on my bed and staring at the ceiling with every single thing Ashton had just said running on a loop in my head.I walked toward the music instead.The house was packed.Every Westbrook athlete and their extended social circle seemed to have materialized in this building, this only existed after a win, loud and loose and completely unbothered by anything outside these four walls.I got a drink from the kitchen, something that tasted like fruit and had enough behind it to be useful, and I stood near the wall and

Harper's POV“Harper, breakfast is ready!” My mom yelled.I woke up in a good mood for the first time in two weeks. Even though my head felt like it was about to explode after yesterday’s party, I was still all smiles when I woke up.I don't mean the jumping out of bed, everything was in a wonderful kind of good mood. It was more of the quiet, unremarkable kind where you open your eyes and your first thought isn't something heavy. I showered, got dressed, ate an actual breakfast while sitting down.“I can't believe I stood up to Madison, now she knows the truth.” I whispered to myself at the breakfast table and left for campus at eight fifteen feeling almost like a person.It lasted until the main path."Did you see what Ashton did?"The voice came from my left before I had even made it past the fountain.I didn't stop walking but my ears tuned out everything else automatically."The whole thing was staged," another voice said. "Like from the beginning."I glanced sideways. Two girls

Harper's POVHe was already at the east courtyard when I got there.Sitting on the bench with his elbows on his knees and his phone in his hand and when he heard my footsteps he looked up and the first thing he did was read my face.Then he pressed his lips together like he was trying very hard not to smile."You better don't start," I said, dropping onto the bench beside him."I didn't say anything.""Ashton, I know you were about to.""I was about to ask how you were doing.""With a smile on your face.""I smile when I'm concerned, It's a condition." He said."Ashton." I turned to look at him fully. "I walked across the entire campus this morning not knowing anything was wrong and I had to find out by standing behind a group of very mean girls reading your step one step two step three out loud like it was a fun activity."He smiled then, and I pointed at him."That is not funny, Ashton, I am so freaking tired.”"It's a little funny.""It is not even slightly funny!" But my voice cra

Harper’s POVHe was moving fast, faster than necessary, like if he kept enough distance between us, the conversation wouldn’t catch up to him, and for a second I almost let him go.In fact I almost convinced myself that maybe this was one of those moments better left unfinished, but then something stubborn and long overdue pushed me forward.I picked up my pace until it turned into a jog, my shoes hitting the pavement harder than I meant them to, my breath uneven by the time I finally stepped in front of him.He barely stopped in time.His jaw tightened immediately, irritation flashing across his face before anything else had the chance to settle there.“Harper, ” he said, already exhaling like this was the last thing he had patience for, “what are you doing? Seriously, what now?”“Two minutes, ” I said, holding my ground even when his tone tried to push me back. “I’m not asking for a conversation, I’m not asking you to unpack anything, I just need two minutes, and then I’ll