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You and I will never happen, Dante. I mean never
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A One Night Stand That Felt Like Revenge You and I will never happen, Dante. I mean never
Angela’s povSabrina and I planned to pick up a few things we needed before school started in a couple of days. When shopping came up, I thought it might put him off, but he tagged along anyway. From the look of things, we were stuck with him for the time being. I bit down on my tongue and kept quiet, not wanting to be rude and tell him to leave. That was not how I handled people. I decided I would just wait until he lost interest and went off on his own.“So, tell me about school,” he said. “Who are the teachers, who are the people to watch out for? Honestly, school is pointless and boring.” He groaned as if even saying the word tired him.“You already met the popular girls yesterday,” I reminded him. “Actually, you got a little closer to one of them than most do. The rest is what you would expect, there are the cool kids, the quiet ones, the geeks, the wild ones, and the ones no one notices. The teachers are mostly fine, but be careful around Mr. Dolan. He is always in a bad mood an
A One Night Stand That Felt Like Revenge Stay away from my best friend, or you will regret it
Angela’s povI had already been up, dressed, and out of the house by nine because I had a feeling Dante would show up again that morning. This time I wanted to avoid him completely, hoping that if I was not around, he would eventually give up and go somewhere else.“You are leaving early today,” my dad commented as I walked past him.“I am meeting Sabrina for lunch. Do you not have work today?” I asked.“Later start. I will head out in an hour. Enjoy your day, and I will see you at dinner,” he replied.I stepped over, hugged him, and kissed his cheek before heading outside.I was grateful that my best friend was an early riser. Otherwise, I would have ended up eating breakfast alone. At six that morning, I had texted Sabrina, asking if she could meet me. I needed to get out of the house and talk to someone. She hesitated at first but eventually agreed, because that is just who she is, the kind of friend who always comes through.I decided to walk to the pancake café Sabrina and I love
A One Night Stand That Felt Like Revenge That purity ring would not stay on her finger forever
Dante’s povWhen I woke up, I found Angela pressed against me, her fingers tangled with mine. That was not how we had fallen asleep. She had seemed annoyed about sharing her bed with me, yet here she was, holding on as if she did not want me to move away. I could not help but smile at how close she was, tempted to tease her awake, but I decided against it.The clock read four in the morning. I probably should have headed home by now. My mother would be asleep anyway; she had long given up on waiting for me to come back at night. The problem was figuring out how to leave without waking Angela. I tried to ease my hand away, but as soon as I did, she shifted and pressed against my chest instead.I stayed still, unsure what to do. I was not used to sharing a bed with a girl like this. The only time I ended up in bed with someone was when it was physical, never to actually sleep beside them. It felt strange and uncomfortable, and I wanted out of the situation. Eventually, I pulled myself a
A One Night Stand That Felt Like Revenge Then his fingertips brushed over my thigh. I closed my eyes
Angela's P.O.VI quietly made my way back to my bedroom, relieved that no one had seen us. When I opened the door, I found Dante fast asleep on my bed. His shoes, jeans, and jacket were strewn across the floor. He had actually fallen asleep? He could not stay here tonight. My mum would come in to check on me before heading to work, and she would freak if she saw him in my bed.I walked over and shook him gently. "Dante, you need to wake up. You cannot sleep here.""Sleeping… shh," he mumbled, brushing me off."Dante!" I said more firmly, but he did not move or say a word.He was in a deep sleep already? That could not be real. Who fell asleep that fast? Panic set in. What was I going to do? I glanced at the clock, just after one a.m. I supposed I could let him sleep for a few hours and set my phone alarm for maybe four a.m. That way, I could get him out before my parents noticed. I was not sure how his mum would react if he wandered home that early, but he probably did not care. He wa
A One Night Stand That Felt Like Revenge What had I promised myself? Not to let him kiss me again?
Angela's P.O.VDante had been ignoring me all afternoon. He had not even replied to the message I sent him. I could not really blame him, not after what I said. Yes, he could be a jerk, but he was right about one thing, I had come across as judgmental. That was never my intention. I was not that kind of person.There was no point in trying to reach him now. He was probably at the party already, flirting with Zara or someone else. I sighed and decided to climb into bed since it was almost midnight. I was exhausted. I would try talking to him in the morning.I felt guilty about what I had said, but there was nothing I could do about it right now. I switched off my bedside lamp and got comfortable under the covers. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard some noises outside. A voice… singing, maybe?What was that? I groaned and got out of bed to close the window, hoping the noise would stop. But when I peeked outside, I saw Dante. He was outside, swaying and singing to himself. He wa
A One Night Stand That Felt Like Revenge “You are never taking this ring off my finger...
Dante’s povAngela had hardly said a word in the last forty minutes as we wandered around the mall. I was pretty sure seeing me with Zara had bothered her, but honestly, what did she expect? When I see a girl who is interested, I am going to make a move. I am not exactly getting anywhere with Angela yet, so I need options.“Angela, are you alright? You have gone really quiet,” I asked.She looked at me and shrugged. “I am fine. I just do not have anything to say.”Conversations with her were not easy. She was awful at keeping them going. I could talk for hours, but usually not like this. Most of my time with girls was spent making out or hooking up, not talking endlessly. With Angela it was different, and I honestly did not know what else to say. Still, I was not giving up. I had promised myself I would change her, turn the good girl into something else, and I meant it.“Want to grab a smoothie? My treat,” I offered.She smiled. “Okay.”Finally, a smile, that was progress. I slipped m
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