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Giving him a very confused look and making sure to show it to him so that he backs off a bit, I moved ahead and went to my next class, hoping that this was the first and only time that I was going to get to see this idiot.

My whole day was spent with Elliot right beside me because we had almost the same schedule and similar classes. The real shock to me was that Christian also had the exact same classes as me. The whole day, he was either around me, or sitting behind me and there was definitely something wrong with me. I could not help but feel a weird, strong pull that kept making me search for him. My eyes were looking for him when he was not around and when he was around me I was avoiding looking into his eyes because of the sensation his gaze sent inside my whole body.

The feeling of him being near me was like a undeniable feeling of attraction, and well... arousal. Whenever I felt him near me, the only thing running inside my head was to dash forward and make him take me in his arms. The anticipation, the excitement and urge of feeling his lips over mine was so strong that I was sure I was going to lose all control by the end of the day. And because of all these weird feelings I was freaking the hell out.

What in the actual hell was happening to me?

It was lunch time, and Elliot and I were walking towards the cafeteria to have our food. Strangely, for the first time in so many hours, I had lost Christian. He was not anywhere near me. On one hand I was relieved so deeply that it was impossible to describe in words. While at the same time I was upset upon not being able to find him.

Being near him strangely gave me the sense of protection. If it were someone else in my place they would have creeped out down to their soul by the way I found Christian near me the whole freaking day, but my crazy mind was delighted. My gaze was searching for him, trying to get a glimpse and assure my heart that he had not gone anywhere and was just near me.

We were walking from in the corridor towards the cafeteria when I suddenly heard a girl's voice coming from the nearby classroom. The sound was like someone was strangling the girl and she was in too much pain. I immediately stopped my tracks. What the hell was happening?

Deciding to go and see what was happening, I told Elliot to wait right there for me and went inside the room to check that there was not a murder being committed.

As soon as I entered the room and looked at the scene in front of me, I regretted entering the room instantly. I wanted to puke at the sight and I did not even know why. The sight in front of me was not gruesome or inappropriate- much- but I was still unhappy and distressed. 

In front of me, there was a girl and Christian eating each other's face out. The girl was making nasty noises as Christian devoured her lips and bit them hard without any mercy in his chest for her. His lips moved over hers fervently, while he gripped the the back of her head, clutching her hair in a tight fist while he angled her mouth to a level that she was unable to do to anything but let him take whatever he wanted from her. Christian's one hand was inside the girl's top, probably squeezing her soft mound.

Yuck!!!!

The girl had her back to me while Christian's back was plastered to the wall behind him. When my gaze went from the back of the girl to look at Christian, I found his eyes already plastered upon my face with a smirk on his face. For some completely unknown reason, I felt a painful twist in my stomach from the scene in front of me.

I felt like my heart was burning and I had so much pain in my chest. I felt jealous because he was kissing another girl, yet I had never even seen before or talked to him ever in my life.

What was wrong with me?

This all, everything that was happening since morning whenever I was around Christian was driving me out of my mind. And the smirk on his face was nothing more than a harsh slap of cold water in my face that brought me back to my senses and made me realize that I was still staring at him and standing in front of him, gazing into his eyes when I had no reason, no right to do so.

Turning around immediately. I just gathered back all my senses and pushed back the sharp pang of hurt that was burning my chest from inside. The next thing I knew, I was running out of the classroom to find Elliot. I could not bear standing in that place or looking at Christian again. I just wanted to get away from there because the pain my heart was literally crushing me to the point of wanting to burst into tears.

Gulping down deep breaths, I pushed back every little feeling that I was definitely not supposed to feel today, and that too for a complete stranger, and started to look for Elliot. I found just a bit away from the classroom, leaning against a wall on one shoulder while playing a fighting game on his phone. As soon as I came back, he looked up from the screen, smiled at me. I pursed my lips and to be polite, smiled back at him while feeling like something was absolutely being crushed inside my chest. Shaking my head at my own annoyance I decided to go and have our lunch.

I think I was the one who was going crazy.