All Chapters of I Kissed A Badboy And He Was Mine: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 101: Something About to Break Frank’s PovI did not go straight back to the locker room after leaving Mimi.I stood outside her building for a few seconds longer than necessary, watching students walk in and out like nothing had shifted. To them, everything was normal. To me, it was not.She said she was trying.That mattered more than she probably realized.I turned and headed toward the sports complex, taking the longer route without thinking about it. The campus was louder this time of day, and people were everywhere, but I was not paying attention to any of them.My focus was already shifting back to something else.Practice.When I got to the locker room, most of the team was already there. The usual noise filled the space, but it felt tighter than before, like everyone was aware of something they were not saying out loud.Marcus looked up when I walked in. “You are late again.”“I am on time,” I said.“You say that every time,” he replied.I ignored him and moved to my

Chapter 103: Holding the line Frank’s Pov I watched her walk away until she disappeared into the building, and I did not move immediately after that.There was a part of me that wanted to follow her, not because I had something else to say, but because leaving things as they were felt unfinished. I ignored that instinct. Chasing after her now would only complicate something that had finally settled into a calm space, and I was not going to be the one to disrupt that.I leaned back slightly on the bench and let out a quiet breath.She had said okay.It was a simple word, but it meant more than anything else she could have said at that moment. It meant she was not pulling away. It meant she was not shutting this down before it had the chance to become something real.That was enough for now.“Frank.”I looked up to see Marcus walking toward me, his expression already carrying the kind of curiosity I did not have the patience for.“You have been disappearing a lot lately,” he said as

Chapter 105: Holding the Line Frank’s Pov By the time I left Mimi and turned back toward the sports complex, the campus had settled into a slower rhythm that made everything feel controlled on the surface. Students were still moving around, but the energy had shifted into something quieter, and conversations no longer carried the same edge they had earlier in the day. I walked at a steady pace, not rushing, but not distracted either, because I already knew that the day was not fully over for me. When I stepped back into the locker room, a few of the guys were still inside, either finishing up or getting ready to leave. The atmosphere was lighter than it had been before practice ended, but there was still a level of awareness in the room that had not disappeared. Marcus looked up as soon as he noticed me. “You came back?” he asked. “I forgot something,” I replied without going into detail. He watched me for a moment as I moved to my locker. “You do not look like someone who forgo

Chapter 107: No Room for DistractionsFrank’s PovThe next morning started earlier than I would have preferred, but I did not stay in bed once I was awake. I got up, got dressed, and moved through my routine without slowing down, because keeping a steady rhythm made it easier to stay focused. The campus was already active by the time I stepped outside, and the air felt cooler than the night before.I walked toward the training ground first, not because I had to be there that early, but because I wanted the time to clear my head before everything else started. A few of the guys were already there, stretching or going through light drills on their own. I joined them without saying much, focusing on the movements instead of anything else.Marcus noticed me after a few minutes. “You are here early again,” he said.“I needed the time,” I replied.He nodded slightly, like he understood what I meant without needing an explanation. “You

Chapter 109: No Slowing Down Frank’s Pov By the time I got back to my room, the campus had already started to quiet down. The movement outside my window was slower now, with fewer students walking in groups and more people heading back to their rooms. The day had stretched long enough that most conversations were fading into smaller, more private spaces. I closed the door behind me and locked it without thinking too much about it. The habit was automatic at this point, not because I expected anything specific to happen, but because it helped me draw a clear line between everything outside and the space I was in. I dropped my bag near the desk and sat down for a moment without turning on the lights. The dim light from outside was enough to see by, and I did not feel like immediately filling the room with brightness. I leaned back in the chair and let my thoughts settle in a controlled way instead of letting them scatter.