Must Date The Bad Boy

Prologue

     Have you wondered what it feels like for the famous arrogant playboy in school to have your interest at hand? that’s my case. A quiet geek like me trying my best to live through my college days having the best grades and graduating as the best graduating medical student in the school, all was to be achieved low-key.

    The formation of my focus was lost when I coincidentally, No—accidentally met Alexander Walter by bumping his shoulder with mine; In all my attempts and reattempt to avoid his presence and existence, it all was In vain. Alas to myself; Why does it have to be the rudest and most troublesome man? The promiscuous one per se, with all the warnings from folks, I couldn’t manage to avoid and escape him, how faith arranged everything. Why wasn't it someone else, why must it be Alexander Walter?

         “I – I – I am sorry,” I apologized softly looking away from his eyes, he smiled and stared at me for a long.

        “Who are you?” he asked me and then his friend walked up to him and whispered something in his ear but loud enough for me to hear.

        “She is our course mate, the meek fellow who doesn’t mingle with people a lot,” he answered in my stead smirking a little.

       “Hmm, I see, sounding informal,” then he turned to face me, his gaze intense and hard. I could hardly swallow saliva as I heard his voice close to my ears;  “non-evasively” he said; “I like you and I want you.”

  I scoffed, and for a moment, trying to follow through, I imagined I heard him wrong, he repeated for the second time sounding authoritative now, as I stood there like a statue.

       “Sorry! I am not interested in any relationship and for more reason, I don’t like you nor anything that has to do with you, if you will excuse me I got to go and I am late.”  I told him, pulling my books closer to my chest while turning around to leave but I was pulled back by my arm.

      “You are more exciting than I anticipated,” Alex whispered behind me, his voice sending hot shivers down my spine and I gulped down on my saliva.

      “W - w - what do you want from me?” I stammered in askance and he laughed out before turning me to face him.

      “I want you, all of you. You will be my new toy” he said staring deep into my eyes and I could feel my heart beating faster than any day and anytime.

   At that exact instant, I knew that I am likely to be the center of attention with what happened; What was on my plate is, Could this be good or not? Everyone watched us closely like some Tv show, he took a few steps away from me before drawing the attention of everyone present in the cafeteria.

        “Announcement everyone, starting today, this lady here,” he said as he stretched his hands touching my curves and said “She is Mine, No one is allowed to go near her or harm her if you all have a problem with that then come face me” with that he walked out of the cafeteria leaving me alone to face the glaring eyes of people I can’t face nor deal with.

   In others’ eyes, it was hate and spite, obviously because the apple they wanna taste brought itself for me to eat up. The bittersweet moment it was.

    I lay on my bed,  telling my friend about my earlier event, she exclaimed 

      “That’s perfect, this is perfect!” she said

      “How is this perfect, I am doomed and you are happy” I scorn at her.

     “You are going to do something that would help every single lady in this world that he has played with their heart,” she said and I could see how excited she was, about everything that just happened to me.

      “How can someone like me help every single lady he has played with?” I asked her raising one of my eyebrows at her.

      “You are going to play him,” she said.

      “WHAT!!!!!!!!” I tried to get up from my bed when she spotted me and pulled me back to the bed.

     “This will be more fun if you listen carefully,” she said and I sat up to listen to her,  “You are going to be his Playtoy, make him fall in love with you, and then break his heart.” She said clapping her hands in excitement while I yelped out.

   I knew tending to her idea would be one side of a coin, If I fail to make him fall in love with me, I may make myself fall in love with him, the thought ran through my psyche, and in silence, I tried to change the discussion between my heart and mind.

     Will I be able to make him fall in love with me or would I end up falling in love with him?