All Chapters of I Kissed A Badboy And He Was Mine: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 31:FRANK’S Pov;I’d been pacing outside Mimi’s dorm for at least fifteen minutes, dragging my hand through my hair until it stuck up in every direction. I wasn’t even trying to look composed anymore. I’d lost that privilege somewhere between kissing her like I owned her and realizing that hell I didn’t own shit. Not her heart. Not her trust. Not even her damn attention most days.I don’t know what the hell was happening to me, but this girl had me acting like I’d been rewired. Like somebody reached into my chest and turned a knob too far.And now everything in me ran too loud.I should’ve walked away after the apartment incident. But instead, the moment I reached her dorm building, something in me went quiet. Like my body knew where I needed to be before my brain did.And that was the scary thing.Because needing Mimi Salvador was becoming the one thing I couldn’t talk myself out of anymore.I lean

CHAPTER 33:Mimi’s Pov;I wasn’t ready to deal with him yet.And I wasn’t ready to deal with Frank either.But avoiding both of them?That felt even worse.By 6:12 a.m., I gave up on pretending to sleep. I rolled out of bed and almost tripped over the giant hoodie Frank had left in my room last night. His scent still lingered on it warm, masculine, addicting. It pissed me off how just smelling it made my chest squeeze.“Get a grip, Mimi,” I muttered, tossing it onto my desk like it had personally offended me.The sky outside my window was a muted gray, the kind of dawn that felt like the world was holding its breath. I splashed cold water on my face, brushed my tangled hair into something presentable, and forced myself into jeans and a sweater before grabbing my bag.Today, I was going to face the world.Even if I hated it.The campus hallway buzzed the moment I stepped inside. People weren

CHAPTER 35:MIMI'S Pov;He walked toward the door, pausing before opening it.“And Mimi?”“Yeah?”He swallowed. “I’ll always care about you. Even if I’m… not the one.”My throat clenched. “Danny ”“Go find him,” he said. “Before he breaks in here and drags you out himself.”I almost laughed. Almost.But my chest was too tight.The moment he stepped outside, my heart started racing not because Danny left……but because all I could think about was Frank.Frank’s anger.Frank’s silence.Frank’s broken look last night.And the terrifying fear that maybe I’d lost him.I grabbed my jacket, shoved my hair into something that resembled order, and stepped outside.I didn’t know where I was going yet.But I knew who I needed to find.I don’t know what hurt more that afternoon, the way my heart wouldn’t stop beating like it wa

CHAPTER 37:Mimi’s Pov!I swear my heart has been living on a damn roller coaster lately. It felt like every time I thought things were finally settling down between Frank and me, something new snapped inside my chest and pushed me back into the chaos. And today… Today was one of those days where everything inside me felt too loud, too heavy, too much.I sat on the edge of my bed, knees pulled to my chest, staring at the soft glow of my phone screen. Frank had texted me ten minutes ago: “On my way. Don’t lock your door.”Three hours ago, those words would’ve made my stomach twist with butterflies and heat. Now? My stomach twisted with a different kind of ache, one I didn’t want to name.I sighed and buried my face in my hands. My whole room smelled like vanilla body spray and the faint lingering scent of Frank’s cologne from last night. Every time I breathed in, I felt this strange mixture of longing and fear. Fear that I was falling too deep…

CHAPTER 39:FRANK’S Pov;I swear there are days when I wonder if Mimi Salvador was handcrafted specifically to ruin my sanity. And then there are days like today when I’m convinced she was meant to save me.But right now?Right now, I’m pacing my damn dorm room like some rabid dog, trying to make sense of the last twenty-four hours.I can’t get the image out of my head.Her face.Her shaking voice.Her staring at the ground like she had swallowed all the world’s guilt.And worst of all Danny calls her “pathetic.”The word burns in my ear like poison. I can’t stand that asshole. And yeah, I’ve hated him long before any of this started, but lately… it’s different. It’s personal. It’s sharp. It’s like jealousy dipped in barbed wire.She told me she didn’t want to see him, and didn't want to talk to him. She told me she just wanted peace.But then she left my place that afternoon