All Chapters of Nightmare turned love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

“Care to join?”Those words he spewed—hell, who was I kidding—it wasn’t just the words. It was that smug expression on his face that irritated me to no end.“No thanks,” I replied coolly, prying his hand off my waist.Ugh. What a jerk. So much for a good first impression.Of course, he didn’t take the hint. Instead, he stepped even closer—close enough that I could smell the mix of gum and peppermint on his breath.“You sure?” he asked, voice dangerously low. “You looked kinda jealous back there.”Who exactly was this dude? And why was no one else in this hallway yet? Curse your luck, Nova.I scoffed. “Me?” I asked, pointing to myself. “Jealous of what? Watching you suck face in the middle of a hallway like it’s your part-time job? Yeah, I’m totally heartbroken,” I said, dripping with sarcasm.He had the audacity to chuckle.“You’ve got bite,” he said. “I like it.”Kill me now.“I’m just trying to get to class, goddamnit,” I said, stepping around him.He looked like he was about to sa

I was pretty sure today was going to be as uneventful as every other school day. I groaned, stretched on the bed, and finally sat up. Out of habit, I picked up my phone from the side stool and skimmed through a couple of texts—none of them catching my eye until Chloe’s name popped up.Ugh. What did the chick want now? I rolled my eyes and got out of bed.“Mrs. Bell!!” I yelled from my room. No response.I kept yelling. Not like I had to worry about waking anyone up—no one else was home. My parents? Busy with work. Rarely home. More fun for me. I wasn’t some rich kid with parent issues—we don’t do that over here. I was used to them not being around and, to be fair, I kinda understood. They had shit to do. And I wasn’t gonna whine about it. When they were home, it was usually cool. So yeah, nothing to complain about.Plus, I got to do whatever the hell I wanted without anyone questioning me. Best part.“Mrs. Bell!!” I yelled again, marching downstairs. Found her in the kitchen—headphone

If anyone saw me right now, they’d probably mistake me for a total lunatic. I was pacing my room, tugging at my curls like a madwoman. They probably looked like a bird’s nest by now, but that was the least of my worries. At the top of my list: How the hell was Aiden going to look at me now? I’d spent the last ten minutes thinking through every possible scenario and finally landed on one conclusion — it didn’t matter how he got my contact. Arnold could’ve given it to him for all I knew. What did matter was coming up with a solid excuse for why I’d been staring. Unfortunately, my brain decided now was the perfect time to play hide and seek. "Think, Nova! This isn’t the time to go blank!" I muttered, flopping onto my bed. I picked up my phone and stared at his message again. That smirking emoji? Pure Aiden. I didn’t know anyone else smug enough to use it so confidently. My fingers hovered over the screen before I gave up and just sent a string of question marks. Playing dumb seeme