All Chapters of Private Lessons With The Bad Boy Bully: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"All the people in that school are just way too fucking brainwashed by magazine covers and social media and stupid shit like that. I loved it when you had curves for days, and honestly? I think all versions of you are beautiful." His voice cracked slightly. "As for why you didn't like yourself, it was probably just body dysmorphia. All that bullying got the idea stuck in your head that there was something wrong with you when there never was."I stared at him, squinting with suspicion. "How do you know what body dysmorphia is?"He looked away from me, gritting his teeth.When he spoke again, his voice was quieter, "I wanted to find out a way to help you, so I...I went to the school library and did some research on it."I couldn’t believe my ears. "But you hate studying. You never study unless I tell you to, and even then you’re not happy about it.""You're important to me, so I did it." He met my eyes full on, "And now I know."I felt my chest twist painfully at his words and I bit my

LENA’S POV“So tell me,” I asked, my curiosity piqued. “What exactly is the last thing I have to do? I mean… haven’t we already done everything?”We were all in Noah’s car now, the leather seats warm from sitting in the afternoon sun. Noah had opened the door for me to sit shotgun beside him, leaving Nicole and Jake to hop in the back where they could both have a good time annoying each other.Noah navigated through the familiar streets of our neighbourhood, making one turn and then the next with one hand on the wheel, the other drumming softly against my thigh.“I’m starving,” Jake had announced twenty minutes ago, interrupting our fashion show. Nicole had rolled her eyes and scoffed, “Why are you always hungry all the time?”“Let’s go to Marco’s.” Jake said, “C’mon guys, it’ll be fun. Plus, the old guy probably misses us by now.”I stood up and stretched on my toes, “I guess I can take a break from trying on so many clothes.” I turned to Noah, inviting him with a smile. “What do y

“See you guys later!” Nicole called from the passenger window as Jake’s car pulled away from the curb, her hand waving enthusiastically. We had finished having pizza and catching up on details about their trip. Now it was time for them to go home. “Have to go drop this loser off at her place.” Jake laughed.Nicole scoffed, “Ugh! Why did we ever have to be neighbours! I’m telling your mom!”“Until next time folks!” Jace laughed, quickly waving goodbye.“Text me when you get home safe!” I shouted back, watching the taillights disappear down the street.Noah’s arm draped casually around my shoulders as we stood on the sidewalk, waving at them.The late afternoon sun cast our long shadows across the pavement, but it looked pretty all the same. Him and I, standing next to each other.My stomach was pleasantly full, maybe a little too full from Marco’s pizza.It had been a long while since I’d let myself eat like that, without counting calories or feeling guilty about every bite.“Did you

LENA'S POVThe TV droned on, the kids laughed and played somewhere behind us, and Jace just kept staring. Not once did he take his eyes off me. It was starting to make me a little uncomfortable.Finally, I couldn't take it anymore."Shouldn't you be focused on the TV?" I snapped, huffing with annoyance.His lips curved into that infuriating smirk, and he said. "Why focus on that when I have a much better view right next to me?"Heat flooded my cheeks instantly, and I went red as a tomato. I cleared my throat, trying to regain some composure. "I'm surprised you're even down here at all. Shouldn’t you be off somewhere doing whatever it is you usually do? How come you're not in your room blasting music and sulking?""If you want to be in my room so badly, princess," he drawled, his voice dropping to that rough low rasp that made my stomach flip, "all you have to do is ask."My face went nuclear. "I… that's not what I meant-—" I sputtered, then scoffed, crossing my arms defensively. "Can

I blinked. “Rest of your life?”“Yeah.” He said it so casually, as though it was the most natural thing in the world.Then he seemed to realize what he’d said. “Shit. I meant—all of high school. Obviously.”“Oh.” I felt something deflate in my chest. “Right.”I took a grudging lick of the ice cream, strawberry flavoured, or maybe cherry, and immediately heard Noah’s voice in my head: Are you really going to eat all that?I stopped mid-lick, instantly feeling guilty for indulging.“Do that thing with your tongue again,” Jace said, smirking at me. “It’s hot.”I frowned at him. “Shut up.” Then I ate my ice cream angrily, taking aggressive bites while he laughed beside me as though I was the most entertaining thing he’d ever seen.“Stop laughing at me,” I muttered through a mouthful of mint chocolate.“I can’t help it. You’re cute when you’re mad.”I turned my head away from him so he wouldn’t see me blush, and watched carefully as Rosie and Martin approached a particularly tall, steep sl