Chapter 5

Chapter 5.

Solene's pov.

The atmosphere became densely silent as I felt the coolness of the keys in my palm.

Alfred just gave Noah's car keys to me as mine.

Before I could utter a word, Noah shoved past me aggressively.

Mom gave me a

‘what have you done look.’

“I can't accept it.” I said to Alfred.

“Nonsense, it's yours now dear.”

“I don't even know how to drive.” I protesters.

“I'll get one of the drivers to teach and take you to school.” 

He walked away as well.

Mom waited for Alfred to enter his home office before speaking.

“You'd better return those keys Solene, barely a day here and you're already wrecking havoc in my new home.”

“I never planned to keep it, and whose side are you on?, aren't you seeing what happened to my face?” I cried painfully.

She grabbed me roughly by the arm, her new manicured fingers digging in dip.

“You won't ruin this for me, I warned you from the start.” She whispered harshly on my face.

“You're hurting me mom.” I whimpered.

“I'll do more than hurt you if I lose my good fortune.” She pushed me away.

‘Damn this’ I cursed 

I never wanted the stupid car in the first place.

I raced up the stairs, clutching the car keys tight.

Noah's room was just the other end, opposite mine.

I swore last night to never go to his room, but the situation changed things now.

I didn't bother knocking on his door, I just yanked it open, he was on his bed. Staring into a laptop.

I threw the keys at him, it landed on his chest.

“There, I don't want it, I'll make sure to tell Alfred to give it back to you.”

Noah looked at the keys on his chest, his eyes slowly looked up at me.

“Dad has never spoken to me like that until you came here, I guess your mom must be really good in bed for him to take your side.”

“Huh?” My brows furrowed in confusion.

What has our parents' marriage got to do with this?

“You must be sick.” I told him.

He shut the laptop, he was bare chested again. 

Just like in the locker room.

I could see his abs clearly now, the way the lines formed and the v line that led to his waist.

The joggers he wore hung loose on him.

I didn't know when he took long strides and closed the door behind me.

I was lost, staring at his luscious body 

He put both hands on my sides, a block, so I don't escape.

A loud gulp escaped my mouth, he was close to close for comfort.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

My eyes flustered as I can't stare directly into his eyes, not when he's this close.

The tip of our noses touched.

“Tell me Greasely, is this some kind of plan between you and your mom?”.

I was having difficulty breathing now.

“What plan?” My voice came out a squeak.

“Stop acting ignorant now, we're the only ones here.” He whispered hoarsely.

I tried to move from him, but his hands were rigid on bothe sides, I saw his muscles flex.

“I have no idea what you're talking about, I only came to return your car keys.”

He touched the tip of my chin with his fingers.

“No, that's not why you're here, I see right through you Greasely. Mom bags the billionaire father, while daughter bags the billionaire heir.” 

His voice was low, soft and despite the fact that he's spewing nonsense, I couldn't do anything with his lips close to my ears now.

I could inhale the scent of sweet cologne at his throat.

“You're talking nonsense.” I said hands rested on his chest to push him off.

“Am I?” 

He wrapped a hand around my waist and pressed his hard chest against mine

“Tell me this isn't what you want?” His face was close to mine now.

I could see his sexy pink lips curved in a flirtatious smile.

I could hear my heart hitting vigorously around it's cage.

“No!” 

I pushed him with every ounce of energy I could muster.

“What are you trying to do?” I asked, obviously displeased that he thinks I came here for such.

Noah gave a soft chuckle, his hair was a beautiful mess and I could see both his eyes.

Now that he was a bit distant, I could look.

“I'm trying to give you what you came for.” He grinned.

“Wow.” I crossed my arms.

“You really think so highly of yourself, Noah Campbell.

In case you don't know, I hate your guts. I hate everything about you.”

He fell back on his bed swiftly.

“That makes the two of us, you're not the kind of girl I'd even think of fucking when no one is available. Prude.”

It pricked my skin, his words, but the last thing I want, is to show Noah how it affects me.

Fuck you, Noah Campbell.” I raised a middle finger at him before going out.

He made a sneer face and I couldn't help it.

I felt a hot rushing feeling down my chest.

The girls at Brooklyn high might worship the very ground he walks on, but that isn't me.

Now that I know his dad isn't as measley as he is. I can stand up for myself.

I later went to Alfred, who was chatting with mom.

“Ahh, Solene.” Alfred exclaimed on spotting me.

If only he knew what his son was up to, I wouldn't dare speak, lest mom would kill me.

“I didn't mean to disturb, I'll just head to my room.”

“No, no, your mom and I also have something to say, so we can say it now.”

“Okay.” I tweaked my fingers nervously.

“Your mom and I will be traveling for our honeymoon, tomorrow.”

“Okay.” I says again,

stressing the last part of the word.

“For a month.” Mom added crisply.

“What!” I groaned 

How do I survive a month living with Noah Campbell, alone?.