I couldn't deny that Romeo's words made me feel butterflies in my stomach. The way he stood close to me and whisper the words slowly into my ears made me feel weak in the knees. I loved the way his breath were tickling me."I am going to apologise until you accept my apology and me." His words rang in my ears. Why did he sound so perfect?Why was he making my heart flutter with his sweet words?Enough! I needed to get a grip on myself. I was beginning to fall for his words. I was beginning to fall for his charms. And, that could be dangerous. He would end up breaking my heart again. I shut my eyes for a few seconds, using that moment to control myself and my subconscious mind. I gazed at him."Don't bother to escort me. I don't want anyone to disturb my peace of mind," I utter. "You think, I am going to disturb your peace of mind," Romeo said, picking his words after the other. He didn't seem like he was hurt by what I said. He only had a blank look on his face."Yes," I blurt ou
I shut my eyes for a few seconds, swallowing a gulp down my throat. I couldn't stare at Romeo or mutter anything after the last thing I said. I glanced at Xander. His eyes were gleaming in delight, he was grinning from ear to ear. Why wouldn't he be happy? He should be happy because I chose him over his enemy. I was sure that Xander would be very pleased with himself right now. He would be feeling on top of the world. I took a deep breath and breathed out. I finally got the courage to look at Romeo. I stole a quick glance at him. Romeo's eyes met mine. His forest green eyes were a shade darker and he had a blank expression on his face. But, he was hurt. I knew it. He just did well to hide his feelings. "Okay," Romeo finally muttered. He stood up from the seat and walked out of the class, without sparing me a final glance. A line appeared between my brows. Why did Romeo leave the class? I only told him to vacate the seat next to me. I didn't tell him to get out of the class. Don'
"Don't bother coming to my place for the tutor thing. I can study perfectly by myself.'I let out a loud hiss. My eyes were still glued on my phone, reading the short text I received from Romeo freaking Sparks. "Idiot. Do you think I'm interested in tutoring you, in the first place? " I blurted out loudly, even though the sender of the text wasn't with me. I dropped my school bag carelessly on the tiled floor and laid down on my queen sized bed, letting out a sigh of relief. Today's school activities turned out to be hectic. School was always strenuous, anyway but it seemed like today was kind of different. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying hard to ignore the forest green eyes that kept flashing in my memory. The hurt in his eyes when I told Xander to sit beside me. The beauty of his eyes remained glued to my memory. I recalled the naughty look he always had on his face, after doing a stupid thing to me. I wrapped my arms around my body, hugging myself tightly. "Damn, why the hell
I almost screamed at my mother, telling her to leave the house and go to her freaking workplace.It was almost 8pm and my mom was still at home, giving me motivational words. Obviously, she had observed the change in my attitude and decided to give a prep talk about relationships and life. I was bored with her talks and I was just staring at her, with my mind far away from all that she was talking about. Not that, she was babbling nonsense. But, I couldn't concentrate. I was unable to focus on whatever she was saying. There was no need for me to lie, I was thinking about Romeo. He told me to meet him at 8pm. It was almost 8pm, but I was still at home. I couldn't tell my mother that I wanted to meet someone at night, especially a boy. She would give me another lecture on that and strictly instruct me not to go anywhere. I had better keep my mouth shut and wait patiently for mom to finish with her lecture "This is the building stage of your life. You shouldn't give way to minor distr
I stood there staring at Romeo, without saying a single word as he confessed his feelings to me. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to react. It came as a shock to me. I wasn't sure if he was being sincere about his feelings, anyway. He might be displaying one of his great talents again. His talent of making me fall in love with him so that he could break me into pieces. I was still standing in front of him, my eyes fixed on his lips. I wasn't even listening to what he was saying anymore. I just fixed my gaze on his lips. Why did they look do different? We kissed a few days ago even though I didn't want the kiss to happen, how come his lips looked so different right now? And, why was I having this strong urge to kiss him? My hands tightened into fists. Should I go for the kiss? Would it be right to kiss him out of nowhere? Would he think that I'm a loose girl or a slut, if I kiss despite what's going on between us? Fuck what's right! Fuck R
No matter how Romeo kept telling me to be calm, I would never be calm. How could I oversleep? I didn't even understand why I overslept. Was it because I slept with Romeo's arms wrapped around my body? Was it because Romeo's king sized bed was so comfortable? Was it because I'm in love with Romeo's company, that I didn't want to leave his side?I really hoped that my mom wasn't back from her workplace though. It would be a disaster if mom finds that I slept over at a boy's house, after the fifty minute lecture she gave me last night. "Hey. Don't overthink," Romeo's voice jerked me out of my train of thoughts. I let out a hiss."Mom is going to be really mad at me. I bet she will ground me for years and always lock me in the house, whenever she's going out," I rambled. Romeo stole a quick glance at me, then quickly turned back to driving. He had a little smile on his face. What was funny? I was so worried right now, and the only thing he could do was beaming a sweet smile. "I hate
"I'm sure Romeo wants to use and dump you. He can't lower his standards to date a nerd like you," One of the blondes said, her nose wrinkled in disgust. I stared at her, trying hard to hide my irritation. She looked like an evil witch right now, especially with the way she wrinkled her nose. "I also have the same thought. It is even obvious that Romeo can't be in love with her. Romeo is a playboy not a lover boy," The other blonde cut in, crossing her arms over her chest. I opened my mouth to mutter something but nothing came out. I didn't know how to tell them to get out. Both of them were giving me a serious headache already. A part of me kind of reflected on the blonde's last sentence. "Romeo is a playboy not a lover boy."What the blonde said was accurate. I knew Romeo was a play boy, he was not the relationship type. What changed him? I wished I had the answer to the question. I hated having to think that Romeo's feelings towards me was fake. I hated the stupid thought popp
Breathe in. Breathe out. Don't care about anything or anyone. Ignore people's stares. Pretend as if you weren't aware that their eyes were digging holes in your body. Act like a queen. I kept mumbling those words to myself, wrapping my arms around myself. I was wearing a hoodie. Well, Romeo's hoodie. The one he gave me the other night. I didn't know why I chose to wear it. Perhaps, I just wanted to feel his presence with me. I felt safe like he was with me. Today was warm yet I still felt cold. It probably has to do with the fact that my mother was pissed off with me. I hated when she is mad. The cold shoulders she was giving me were really depressing. I have gotten myself a job already. Damn! I really despised working for Freya. Now, I will work for a month. I bet I should be the saddest person in the world right now. I noticed two girls behind me staring intensely at me. I should better brace myself for whatever is going to come. Surely, they were about to talk about me and my