All Chapters of ICE BETWEEN US: BREAK ME: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Leon was battling with his emotions as he made his decision. If Noa ever tried to force closeness, he would make sure there wasn’t even a second of hesitation before punching his face. With that, there would be no confusion, no freezing, or even kissing back. No nothing, he breathed as his jaw tightened. Due to anger boiling within him and lack of concentration, he barely had time to react before Noa’s body collided with his. The impact forced Leon backward into the row of lockers with a metallic bang. Warm skin slammed against his chest. Steam still clung to Noa’s damp body from the shower, the scent of soap and sweat wrapping around Leon’s senses instantly. And that was the problem.Noa’s hand shot out on instinct, gripping Leon’s waist to steady himself. Everything froze. Leon’s pulse became violent.Their faces were suddenly too close. Water dripped slowly from Noa’s wet hair onto Leon’s neck, sliding down. Noa looked up at him with startled eyes, his breathing

Leon kept frustrating and breaking Noa’s heart until a week later. He rode into the school parking lot, with Jenny behind him as usual. Heads turned like they always do. Some students waved. Others whispered among themselves. A few simply stared. Being among the good players of the hockey team had made him one of the most popular students in the school. That alone came with that kind of attention. Jenny had made it a must to accompany him to school every day. That made many people believe they were dating, except Sabastian and Noa of course. After parking his bike, Leon slung his bag over one shoulder. Before they even started towards the school entrance, Jenny hooked her arm through his naturally, as though she belonged there. Well, she believed she did. After all that's what everyone seemed to think. Leon didn't react. He simply continued walking while greeting teammates and classmates who stopped him along the way. "Morning, Leon. Good practice yesterday." "Yo

Noa’s eyes widened. He waited for reply but nothing came. Angrily, he typed, ”Asshole, stop being a coward and fucking answer me. My heart is in a fucking disaster because of you. Is that fair?” Diamond read but still no reply. “Damn it,” Noa cursed angrily and dropped the phone, folding his arms on his chest. Meanwhile, Leon was restless on his own bed. He still couldn't understand why Noa reacted the way he did for two days now. He stared at the screen for several long seconds. His jaw clenched. Then clenched harder. The message blurred before his eyes as anger surged through him so violently. He pulled his leg off the bed and shot to his feet. "Fuck you, Noa," he muttered. The words echoed through his empty room. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he paced back and forth like a caged animal. His phone remained clutched tightly in his hand while he reread the chat again, and again. Every one of them felt like gasoline being poured onto a fire. "Is th

Noa had ignored him for two straight days, and somehow Leon hated it. He hated how quiet everything felt, how often he caught himself looking for him, how disappointed he'd been just now as he realized Noa wasn’t the caller. Most of all, he hated that Noa probably didn't even realize how badly it affected him. "You couldn't call me yourself, huh?" Leon muttered angrily. He shoved the phone back into his pocket. "Fine." His eyes narrowed dangerously. "I'll deal with you on the ice." The thought immediately improved his mood just a little. His steps grew faster. Fellow students moved aside instinctively as he strode through the hall. His expression alone warned people not to speak to him. The locker room doors came into view. Leon pushed them open. The familiar sound of voices filled the room. The teammates laughed. Equipment clattered. Someone was arguing about tactics. And there, across the room, sat Noa. He was lacing up his skates. Completely unaware that Leo

The guys hurried into position. The practice resumed, but neither Noa nor Leon could focus anymore. Noa kept thinking about work, and the money he'd lose which would help him with his father’s debt. Across the rink, Leon was thinking about tonight. A private competition, just the two of them with the coach. There would be no distraction, and no excuses to hit him badly. But why did he seem desperate to avert this? Leon thought. He was certain Noa wasn't scared of losing for sure. Where would he be going tonight? That was important for him to beg the coach like that. The Noa he had known for years hardly begged. What is he up to? Leon turned to gaze at him. Their eyes met briefly again. None smirked or glared because in a few hours, they would meet again. One of them was going to lose, and neither intended to be the one skating home defeated. A few hours later, the rink was already deserted. The usual noise of practice was gone. No teammates, and no spectator