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“Fine,” Lizzie hissed. “I was talking about Bella telling everyone that the reason you ended things is because you’re riding Shannon. I was talking about everyone saying my friend must be a fantastic fuck to turn your stupid rugby-ball head.”
“It’s your fault, Johnny.” Lizzie continued to talk over me. “This is on you. She’s your crazy ex. So, fix it.”
honestly she needs to sympathize with johnny i f-ing hate lizzie
“She’s going to apologize to you publicly,” he told me. “She’s going to set everyone straight, publicly!” He glanced around the room before adding, “And I’m going to straighten out every other piece of shit that went along with her lies, publicly!”
“Fine,” Johnny growled, stepping around me. He kicked a chair out of his way, causing Pierce and Lizzie to part out of his way like the Red Sea before rounding the table. “I’ll sort it myself.”
Johnny stared hard at me for a long moment before shaking his head. “Yeah, well I do,” he finally said. “I fucking care!”
“Then we’ll head over to yours and hang out for an hour.” Gibsie stated calmly before turning his gray eyes on me. “What do you think, little Shannon?” He gave me a meaningful look. “Fancy getting out of here before Kav turns the lunch hall into a scene from The Game of Thrones?”
gibsie is so smart
“They’re probably going somewhere so she can suck his cock,” a horribly familiar voice called out loudly enough to once again garner everyone’s attention. “You know about those ones from Elk’s Terrace. They’re up for anything.”
bellas spreading spreading rumors abt johnny and shannon
“You just can’t fucking help yourself, can you?” Johnny roared, pointing a finger in Bella’s face. “I didn’t do anything,” Bella laughed. “Except state the truth.”
bella is so cruel
My heart sank. I tried and I failed.
“No…” Johnny paused to drag Cormac Ryan out of his chair, “I’m going to hit him.” And then he smashed his fist into Cormac Ryan’s face.
johnny did the right thing
“Well,” Lizzie piped up. “You just earned some major brownie points in my eyes.” She patted my arm. “And trust me, I don’t give those out often.”
finally lizzie, finally
And where the fuck did she go? Was she okay? I was going to kill someone. I could feel the anger growing back up inside of me at the thought of Shannon’s resigned expression.
“No!” I roared. “I am so far from okay, I don’t know what the fucking word means anymore.”
“Thank god. And for what it’s worth, I would have lost my shit, too,” he told me. “If some bitch talked about Claire like that, I would have blown ten head gaskets.”
“It’s not funny,” I barked. “I haven’t had sex with her since Halloween. It’s March now, Gibs. Fucking March. You’d think she’d let it go by now.”
“Binding thirteen,” Gibsie snickered as he tore off way too fucking fast for comfort. “Little Shannon blew that shit clean out of the water.”
Don’t let this fucker kill me.
I was. More than words could express.
Yeah, I was scared. I was fucking terrified of my feelings for her. “I don’t even feel like I have a choice anymore,” I confessed. “I am losing my bleeding mind, Gibs.”
It didn’t sit well with me, knowing there was a very big possibility Shannon was ditching school because of what happened in the lunch hall. It didn’t sit well with me because I knew it was my fault. I couldn’t concentrate for shit all day. Every single lesson, word, and command went clear over my head because I’d left my head with her.
Jesus Christ, I was losing my mind. Using every ounce of self-control I had inside of me, I forced myself to push her out of my mind, as I headed out for training after school. Because I didn’t need this—I didn’t need these feelings—fucking with my game.
“I don’t want him.” “That’s your own business.” “I want you back.” “You can’t have me back.” “Johnny.” “Bella.” “Come on!” “No fucking thank you.”
“Why are you being so unreasonable?” she hissed. “I’m sorry I went behind your back, okay? I am sorry!”
after all this shes sorry? thats all shes got to say?
“Don’t talk shit about her,” I warned. “Say whatever the fuck you want about me but keep her name off your tongue.”
She knew who my father was. She knew where her lies would land her if she pushed this bullshit on me.
“I love you,” she sobbed. “I’m sorry for wanting to make it work.” “Well, don’t love me,” I barked, agitated. “Because I don’t and won’t ever love you back!” Twisting sideways, I slipped past her and stalked into the hall. “From now on, stay the fuck away from me.”
It was too much. Bella, Johnny, the stares, the whispers. It was far too much. I felt emotionally drained and physically battered, and I needed some time to think things through before going back.
Apparently, I wasn’t deemed worthy enough of that information because instead of explaining what was happening, Mr. Mulcahy had all but shoved me onto a jam-packed school bus and instructed me to find a seat and fast.
Claire’s eyes widened. “Oh my god,” she whisper-hissed. “A text went out Tuesday night about it.” “A text?” I croaked out. “I didn’t get any text.” “She’s new so she’s probably not on the system,” Lizzie muttered. No, I didn’t get the text because my phone was floating in water on Tuesday night. “What’s going on, guys?” I choked out, terrified now. I glanced around nervously. “The playoff is today,” Lizzie explained. “Between Tommen and Royce.” I stared blankly back at her. “Huh?” “For god’s sake, Claire,” Lizzie groaned. “I can’t believe you didn’t let her know!” “I thought she knew!” Claire
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“He has a schedule,” Claire explained. “Everything he does rugby-related has to run through the Academy.” Shrugging, she added, “I guess they were hoping to catch Tommen on a loop.”
“Ten?” I whimpered. “Tonight?” Oh god. I was so dead. “Guys, I can’t go,” I croaked out, panicking at thought of what my father would say if I came home at 10:00 p.m. “I don’t have any money and my parents don’t know—”
No, I mentally steeled my resolve. No. You don’t run anymore. You’re okay. You’re fine. Who cares if they’re staring at you? They don’t know you. Just breathe.
My heart jackknifed in my chest. Johnny had headphones on, and the music blasting from them was so loud I could clearly make out the sound of Jay-Z singing about having ninety-nine problems. I hear you, Jay-Z…
“He wasn’t hungry for what they had in the shop.”
they think that johnny and shannon had sex
“He scores on the pitch, he scores on the bus. How many tries did you hammer into her goal line, Johnny?”
this confirms my previous prediction
He hurt me. He dismissed me. And then he jumped right in and defended my honor. And now? Now, I was so confused that it was hurting my brain.
johnny is being confusing but what shannon doesnt know is that he really, really likes her.
“I said no!” I snapped. “You did this to me in your car and you’re doing it again now. That’s a pattern. I don’t like those kinds of patterns. So, no!”
shannon is quite irratable.
“What I told you that night?” he whispered, gently clutching the side of my neck with his huge hand. “All that shite about my surgery and how much pain I’m in? I’m furious with myself for losing my head and telling you something that can be used against me. I gave you power over me and now I’m fucking panicking, okay? I lost my cool with you in the car because you struck a nerve. Because you called me out on my bullshit. Because you were right.”
i dont rly get why he feels threatened by shannon
And if don’t pass it—if they find out I’m not a hundred percent—they’ll pull me and I’ll be out for months, Shannon. Months. It mightn’t seem like a big deal to you, but for me, it’s my life. I’ll miss my shot with the U20s in June. I’ll miss everything. I’ll lose everything. That can’t fucking happen.”
if rugby is his life why is he giving up his life for shannon
“I don’t want you to play.” Throwing caution to the wind and moving on instinct, I tucked my legs beneath me, shifted closer, and pressed my lips to his ear. “Not today, and not tomorrow. I don’t want you to go out there and put yourself in harm’s way, Johnny. I don’t want you to get hurt. I want you to stop. I want you to rest your body. I want you to take care of yourself.”
shes concerned abt him and threatened by him seems like a pretty serious crush
“I can keep a secret, Johnny Kavanagh,” I whispered, stroking his cheek with my fingers. “And I promise I’ll keep yours.”
finally, shannon, finally!
“I’m in so much pain, Shannon,” he confessed, tone thick and gruff. “All the time,” he added, covering my hand with his. “It hurts so bad I can hardly sleep at night. I can’t concentrate for shit at school. I’m fucking up on the pitch. In training. Everything’s going to hell, and the only person I can talk to about it is a girl I barely know.” Exhaling a heavy breath, he pulled me closer. “You’re the only thing that distracts me, the only thing I can concentrate on, and I don’t even know you. I feel closer to you than my own teammates. I’m telling you things I wouldn’t tell my best friend. How
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shannon supports and understands him a bit more than usual
“It’s the truth, Johnny,” I was quick to clarify. “I’m unlikable. It’s a fact. Plain and simple.”
sometimes i feel like shes tryna show shes better than everyone else
To the point that I wanted to die.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “Joey was constantly getting suspended for fighting over me. He already had four suspensions because of me by Christmas, and Mam was petrified that he was going to get himself expelled in his leaving cert year. Dad was furious because he thought Joey’s behavior would cost him his spot on the minors. It was a total nightmare.” Shrugging, I exhaled a heavy sigh and said, “In the end, Mam convinced our father that it would be better for Joey if they pulled me from BCS.”
joey is overprotective of shannon and doesnt give a fuck abt his siblings
My heart seized in my chest. I knew this. He wasn’t going to let it go. I could see it in his eyes that night in his bedroom. Johnny Kavanagh was hell-bent on exposing my secrets.
honestly we're back to annoying shannon
“Because you’re beautiful,” he stated, causing my cheeks to flush a deep shade of pink.
how does shannon not understand how much johnny likes her?
Those extra words did the trick. Those extra words ruined me. I could feel my body tremble as I turned my gaze to his, locking eyes. “I am?” He nodded slowly. “Everywhere.” Oh god. My heart. I couldn’t handle this. I couldn’t cope with him…
“Maybe you were right about me trusting you despite myself,” I whispered, feeling a flood of heat and ice collide inside of my chest. His brows shot up. “So, you do trust me.” The shrug I gave him was a helpless one because that’s exactly how I felt in this moment: disarmed and utterly helpless.
“Shannon, look at me.” I shook my head, refusing his request. I couldn’t. It was too much. He was far too much.
