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Chapter Six

Since the party, several weeks have passed and multiple assignments have been handed up, including the paired assignment with Mason. Seth has dubbed ourselves the 'friends who kiss, but aren't actually dating' and it has everyone at school confused as well as me. I know he wants to take things slow, and a part of me wants the same. But the other part of me also likes the idea of knowing that he's wholly mine.

Naomi is still extremely salty about her failed attempt of causing drama and I'm sure she's stewing in anger, already planning another attack. Right now though, I couldn't care less because Seth has just slipped his hands around my waist, pulling me back into his warm chest. He kisses my cheek and slips into the vacant seat next to me, unthreading his arms from around me.

Luce, who is sitting across from me beside Charlie, does nothing but smile into her sandwich without comment. The rest of the guys also accompany us as yesterday Ben had entertained his plan to go ice-skating as a group since today would be the first day of our two-week mid-semester break.

I vaguely recall Seth agreeing with the idea, stating that it sounds like fun. The only catch was that 'ice-skating' is not something I would deem as being fun. I mean, look at me, I struggle to walk on the pavement most days let alone slippery ice with the addition of blades that could slice you open at any given time. Yeah, ice-skating was not an anxious girl's best friend, but Seth was so I supposed I could make an exception.

I was currently wearing my usual attire, black jeans with a white hoody, but this time it was for warmth purposes as it was bloody freezing in this bloody place. Said best friend had left his seat and was currently kneeled in front of me placing death traps on my fuzzy sock-clad feet. "And you're sure I'm not going to break an ankle?" I ask, fear slightly tinging my voice.

"Oh no, definitely not. Maybe just an arm." He comments in all seriousness and it's not until I notice that familiar spark in his eyes that I realise that he's joking.

"I'' give you a broken arm," I threaten through gritted teeth as I smack his shoulder, repeatedly. He ignores my attack and places a soft kiss on the tip of my nose in response.

"You love me," he states sincerely, but I shyly look down without commenting, a flush warming my cheeks. Like I said, we're still in the 'friends that sometimes (most of the time) kiss' phase of our relationship and this isn't the first time that he's made the "you love me" joke and though it's not quite 'love' just yet, I know without a doubt that I'm falling.

"Yeah, yeah, don't kid yourself." I eventually forced the words out of my mouth, attempting at humour to disguise my true feelings, shooing him away with a flick of my wrist. He heads towards the rink of ice with Charlie, Ben, Mason, Will and James and once on the ice, glides around easily like ice-skating is his profession. Bloody hell, how is it fair to have everything come so easily to someone while I'm my uncoordinated ass self. Damn, I was ripped off by life. Fabulous.

While watching him skate, Luce and I had tentatively made our way to the edge of the ice, contemplating stepping foot on the unforgiving surface. As Seth comes screaming back to where I stand nervously, he skids to a halt, shaved ice flying at my legs.

"Show off," Luce and I murmur in unison and all he does is wink. The cocky bastard.

"How about instead of proving how great you are at everything you show your poor uncoordinated girlfriend how to skate so she can enjoy herself, sorry Lil," she shrugs her shoulders at the dig at me but I laugh knowing I'd say the same thing.

"She ain't my girlfriend, Luce," he shakes his head, and my eyes drop to the floor in embarrassment. I should have known, of course, he wouldn't want to date someone like me. "Yet." My head whips up at the continuation of his words, "Taking it slow remember, Doe."

Seth holds out a hand and I grasp it in my own. The toe of my skates is in line with the edge of the rink and he coaxes me to place a tentative foot on the ice and even that movement nearly makes me land on my ass. Seth steadies me in his strong grip and in his hold I place my other foot on the ice already feeling like I'm walking on air.

"Now you want to keep your knees slightly bent and push off at an angle, lifting the opposite foot up as you do. It's going to feel unnatural at the beginning, but once you've got the hang of it, you'll be fine."

I attempt to do as he said, but each time I go to lift my leg, it somehow stays planted to the ground.

"Doe, I've got you. I'm holding your hand," he nods to our entwined fingers, "there's no way I'll let you fall." But I already am, Seth, I already am and there's no turning back.

Seth begins to skate forward with my hand still in his grip and as I get used to moving on the ice I slowly begin to do as he said. Although it's unsteady at first, not long after—an hour in reality—I'm skating more confidently, though still attached to Seth at the hip.

Just as I begin to loosen my grip on Seth's hand and let go, some kid cuts in front of me and I slip, pulling Seth down with me. I land on my ass, my head hitting the ice with a thud while Seth slams his hands either side of me to stop his weight from smothering me.

It's like that cliché movie moment where the guy and girls noses are almost touching and their lips are a breath away. You, the viewer, are asking yourself, is this the moment that their lips meet? That they engage in a passionate kiss that rocks you to your core? Fuck I'd really like to find out, too.

Staring into his amber spirals filled with concern, I don't waste a second and grasp the back of his neck, threading my fingers through his hair and clash our mouths together. Though every kiss with him is amazing and filled with so much feeling, I can't help but feel like this tops all the other times and that this is the turning point of our relationship. If every kiss with him is as good as this then I want to be able to kiss him every hour of every day.

After what feels like hours, but was most definitely only minutes, a male worker, probably only seventeen, skates up to us, "Jesus man, stop sucking your girls face there are kids around." Seth and I pull apart and I laugh at how somehow my actions got him told off.

"Yeah understandable, but sorry when your girlfriend looks like her, you can understand why I can't keep my hands off her, right?" Seth grins and the worker nods before leaving. Seth easily gets to his feet and pulls me to my own. The fast movement causes me to notice the faint pain in the back of my head from the fall and I lift a hand and feel a small bruise already forming. Nice, I'm going to be an egghead.

"You okay?" The concern is back in Seth's eyes as he gently pries my hand away from the bruise.

"You called me your girlfriend," I reply, confused.

"Is that the only thing you got from this?" He chuckles and the signature lip tilt is there.

"Yes," I reply and roll my eyes.

"Yo! Just put Lil out of her misery and properly ask her, asshole," Charlie yells from the other side of the rink.

Without a second thought, Seth grins, lowers himself to one knee on his skates and dramatically takes my hand in his. "Doe, you have brought a whole new level of happiness to my life and I can't explain in words how much you mean to me. I know we said about taking things slow, but I can't help how I feel. Would you do this asshole the honour of becoming his girlfriend?"

Since I figured I should match his dramatics I bring the hand he's not holding to my chest and fake tears as I mouth, "Yes," then murmur louder, "Yes!"

With a radiant smile, Seth returns to his feet and lifts me up, spinning me around so fast I'm afraid we'll have another accident, but somehow, he returns me to my feet.

Out of nowhere, a snowball hits the side of Seth's face and my mouth widens in shock and I laugh at his astonished expression. We glance in unison towards Luce who waves from inside Charlie's arms as Ben and Will use their skates to create more shaved ice before molding it into more snowballs, letting them fly at us.

For hours, we spend the rest of our time at the rink throwing snowballs at each other and chasing each other around the rink. Safe to say I was easy to catch, especially when it was Seth doing the chase.

I was so thankful that I'd gotten the chance to participate in this day and let myself loose and experience real fun. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that my university experience would turn out just like this and I was so thankful that I had met this group of people who continuously challenged me to do things out of my comfort zone.

They were a crazy bunch, I knew that, but now I couldn't imagine my life without them.

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