Break Rules Charli Xcx Novels & Stories

Noise! As the first notes of "Happy Breakup" begin to play, the social atmosphere of the suite has turned into a minefield. With Chloe appearing "happy" about her freedom and Zoe J. singing a funeral march for her marriage, will Xavier Grayson be able to keep his temper in check, or will he finally silence the "noise" in the room?

I replied, feeling increasingly dizzy as the drink ran through my system. “Fine, do it the hard way. See you in a bit." And then she hangs up. Anne used to be more polite. I ask George for two more drinks because I know my time is running out. I take them all in one go and head for the dance floor. I could never ask for a more perfect song than the one that is playing now... Chandelier by Sia envelops me and penetrates me and I, surrendered let the sound of the music carry me away. All the sweaty bodies rubbing together numb my senses. I was numb and that's exactly what I wanted. Too drunk to feel anything but the heat and the people around me.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” But irritation already burned inside him. Because the worst part was that he wished so damn badly that Leon was his boyfriend. “That guy is too arrogant to date anybody,” Noa muttered. Besides, even if he is good, I will never date him. Have you forgotten the team rules?” Nath grinned mischievously. “Someone is sure to break those rules soon.” “Who will break it?” Noa asked and his heart pounded at the question. “I don’t know, Cap. You never can tell, but don't worry because you can't break the rules.”

she nodded excitedly, throwing me another hug before jogging off to Al, who led her rather lovingly. What was it with her, anyway? I should have known—promises meant nothing to someone as chaotic as Victoria. From the very next day, all of the rules were broken, and from there on, I watched helplessly as she found creative ways to make me sneer. --- So, when Friday came—the day of the mock match—I tiredly shook my head at Coach Daniel. "I can't do it. I'm sorry." Coach Daniel’s brows shot up, his whistle dangling loosely from his fingers. "What do you mean you can’t do it, Tristan? You’re our best player! Everyone is here to see you play."

In my case, I say the first fool is a fool, the second fool is dumb and the third fool is stupid. In my case, I have been a fool and and a dumb person but I am not going to be stupid anytime soon. Halley used to be someone I trusted with my body and soul. I could have laid down my life for her with no hesitations at that time. She broke me for the first time and still thought I did not deserve happiness and so went ahead to break me twice and now, she thinks she can just badge into my room and claim the position of my best friend and expect me to be all lovey-dovey with her?

And in front of him, Maverick stood protectively in front of Ava. “I was still giving you a limit of tolerance, Jackson. But it seems you chose to ignore it.” Maverick adjusted the cuff of his shirt sleeve. His gaze looked even sharper as it fixed on his nephew. “Try touching my wife one more time,” Maverick warned firmly. “A punch won’t be the only thing I give you. Perhaps... a broken arm or a broken leg?”

She wondered if he would really change for her like he had said earlier, or if it was another trap laid out in front of her, and she was being oblivious to it. Daniel cleared his throat after absorbing the shock he just received from her. “I've broken the rules countless times, I think it would be fair if you break the rules as well. You're free to break the rules,” he said cautiously, while trying to remember if there was any part of the rules that had a disadvantage to him. Did he just permit her to run away unknowingly? If so, then he just made a big mistake. She smiled, showing him her set of white teeth, causing Daniel to furrow his brows suspiciously. Her expression right now bothered

That's when we made the three rules. Rule One: Always come when the other calls, no matter what. Rule Two: Always tell the truth and never keep secrets. Rule Three: Never fall in love with each other and never confess such. We were eight years old and we thought we were so smart making rules that would keep our friendship safe forever. But the thing is no rule can protect you from the inevitable so I ended up breaking two of them.