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Mr Young sprang away from me like he had been burnt which would have been amusing if not for Aunt watching us in a very suspicious way, with her brow arched and lips tugging up slightly.
“I thought you went for dessert so I was thinking of helping you. Pardon me dear!” says aunt,fanning her face with her hands, dramatically.
“I’ll be right there.” I informed, Blushing and not meeting her eyes. She barks out a loud laugh like she was so proud of what she had witnessed.
When she left, tension filled the air. The moments which we had just a moment ago disappeared and all that was left was the after effect which might I add is filled with awkwardness
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Chapter 15Mark disappeared inside my apartment, leaving his shoes scattered on the doorstep. My initial plan was to let him crash on the guestroom but at this rate, Bibi deserves the guest room while I lock him in a cage so that he won't make my things messy and ughly. The nerve of that guy!“Chloe, Where is my room?” He reappeared dressed in his sweatpants and white blue t-shirt. I didn't miss the way he wore his socks in summer.“Aren’t you Hungry? I could make something.” I offered. He scoffed and peered behind me seemingly communicating with a spirit on the doorway.“You looked mad. Is it because of my shoes?” There was a proud look on his face like he
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Chapter 16TuesdayI regretted immensely, I shouldn't have gone out to parties last night. I couldn't follow the words that came out of Miss Smith's mouth, my head throbs painfully because Ethan,Mark and I were wasted just four hours ago. Coming to school hangover the next morning is the worst decision ever. I couldn't move my head because the motion makes me nauseous, Ethan is in the same condition as me. But Serve him right.During Lunch break, I excused myself from eating and went to sleep in the empty classroom. It was peaceful in the first ten minutes but not for long, loud rock music started blasting within the classroom, I woke up groaning,glaring at whoever disturbs my sleep.
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Chapter 17When Saturday rolled over slowly and painfully, Mark and I took the cab, runned across the streets of Boston, and showed up at the place where Aunt Shirley had informed us where we were to practice our dance. The first hours of learning the dance steps were a complete horror, one which I hated to even think about. We did a little warm up and the basics, and of course Mark's foot got a little swollen because I couldn't even count the time I had stepped on his feet. To say that this dance wouldn't even be successful is an understatement, No. We wouldn't even get past the first steps.Currently, we are back at our neighbouring Restaurant, five houses down from my apartment- The place where Mr Young had brought me one time, when the two of us were too lazy to cook. It was a simple dinner but I still remember
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Chapter 18“Mr Young!” I cringed at my voice, I wished it hadn't sounded so excited and gleeful, brimming with happiness. I could imagine Mark rolling his eyes at my sudden change of attitude, in contrast with the way I've been arguing with him.“Hey, Where did you just come from?” Mr Young asked, his lips tugging a little at the corner. It made me feel a little good that he doesn't just ignore me but even manages to smile at me. It felt like the last five days and One hundred twenty hours of convincing myself to stop falling for this man flew right out of my brain the moment my eyes landed on him.“Mark and I were at Ethan’s place for the rehearsals. What about you? I thought you'll be back by Monday?” I look
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Chapter 19His lips are warm and soft against mine, my arms go around his neck pulling him unexplainably close towards mine leaving no space between us. His fingers trails along my arms and squeeze my hips with his other hand, I let out a moan of contentment, playing with the small hair of his neck.His lips are demanding and possessive, showing me only he could make me this way, filled with excitement, thrill and something so much more that words can't define it.“I’ve missed you” he says, after pulling away from our kiss . I watched in daze, not quite believing that the three minutes-kissing had really happened.When I refused to say anything, Mr Young's
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Chapter 20The club was crowded when the boys and I weaved our way through the front door.We all were feeling giddy and excited since We were to perform Brandon songs. The manger on seeing us greeted and ushered us backstage. My nude dress clung to my body like a second skin. For my make up I did an equally nude shade of lipstick adding a little blush to my cheeks.When it was time for the signing, We made our way through the crowds. The tension and anxious feeling returned like it did every time when my eyes met the crowds below us.I held the Mic with shaky hands. My eyes roved over the crowds searching for his face. The moment my eyes landed on him, I swear I could feel my lips stretching so wide and goosebumps appeared on my skin. I could feel the waves of his heat while h
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Chapter 21“Where the hell have you been!? Do you know how worried I was?” I jumped a little, surprised at the booming voice directed towards me. “I thought I sent you a text” I said, pocketing my phone's and checking for his contact. I sighed when I saw that I had not informed him about staying out of home.“Ethan said you went home but then you didn't! Please inform me next time Chloe” he looked so disappointed when he said that, he moved past my bedroom and went away slamming the door to his room forcefully. It is true that I was wrong this time, but I had always lived alone for so long that he didn't appear on my mind last night. I knew I had to apologise but his moody self is something I can't deal with right now, especially when I’m running late for school.&nb
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Chapter 22 Making dinner has never been such a big deal before but today seemed to be the worst day for me especially with my period arriving when I was taking a shower. The cramps on my abdomen worsened with every passing hour. Mark eyed me every now and then, without any interaction. Just our eyes doing the talking. To say that it was hella awkward is an understatement, Mark and I were not on speaking terms after this morning. I sighed and started to wash the vegetables, he came around to stand beside me helping me with peeling potatoes and peeling garlic for the chicken dish. “Are you Okay? You looked pale” he asked, stretching his hands out to feel my face. “Can you run to the store for me?” I asked, grimacing. Not only I was out of pain relief but also my sanitary pa
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