He Did It Again Huh Novels & Stories

I tried to push the thought away, but it lingered like a storm cloud hanging above me. “Tell him no,” I snapped, frustration bubbling over. “Tell him to leave me alone.” Lia hesitated, her voice softer this time. “Ali, I think you should at least hear him out. For your own peace of mind. He—” “No, Lia. I’m done hearing him out.” My heart pounded in my chest, my words leaving my mouth with a finality I didn’t fully feel, but it was what I had to say. “I won’t let him back in. Not after everything he did.”

It feels like I’m doing the same shit I’ve been doing before, except on an actual person, not a bag. He remains silent, watching me for a few moments, not saying anything. He looks like he’s contemplating some big decision, then lets out a big breath. “We’re only gonna do this once-“ “Yes!” I jump, grinning ear to ear. “Come on, get your ass up.” “Once, just so you see that what you’re trying to do is absolutely ridiculous, and then you will never ask me to do this again.” “Yeah, yeah, alright.”

Especially if he's this good. Damn! I need to stop thinking about what happened earlier, I'm getting hot again and maybe there will be another round two to come. I might not be able to walk anymore. "I-i don't know. Are we going to do it again?" I asked not sure and seem like excited if there's a next time. He stayed silent. He isn't sure too. I also know he was thinking of something else. I know it also crossed his mind that we did something wrong again. I'm not forgetting that he is my teacher, but I also couldn't control how my feelings.

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY He said and I heaved a sigh of relief and patted my chest, thankfully this trick still works else who knows when he will stop his argument, nobody can win against him in argument, in fact he is the king of argument, he loves bickering like a child, no wonder he and Mato fight almost all the time they are together.

Was it me? “You know what? Perhaps we should do this some other time instead,” he suggested. He began to sweat and was acting strange; like someone who was afraid of something, but what he was afraid of, I couldn't tell. “Some other time?” Not after he has turned me on. This is bulshit. I wasn't going to take no for an answer again, not this time. So, I walked over to him and claimed his lips for the second time. “Stop!” He yelled at me in anger as he fell to the ground.

I'm so doomed if he does! He sighed. "I won't do it again." THAT'S COLD AF! But, he didn't tell them the truth. Why?

“Damn, did you enjoy it?” “I think so, I mean it felt wrong, but at the same time it felt really good.” “I bet it did! So my next question is . . . do you want to do it again?” Thinking for a moment before I answer her, I end up saying “Um … Kinda? I never thought that I would enjoy it but I mean it could be worse.” *****

No I didn't" "Did too!" "Did not!" "Did too!" "Did not!!" "You did!" "Hey, we're here now!" Arrrgh it’s going to be a long night…..

“Did I just-“ He chuckled, “Yeah. You got me.” Laughter slipped from my lips, breathless but real. I haven’t laughed like that in a long time. “I fucking did it!” I said with excitement. Casio’s smirk didn’t fade. He stepped back into a stance, “Come on. Again.”

Or thought about one. “I’m sorry,” He mumbled softly, his eyes going back to his shaking hands. Probably noticing my stare at his very much still shaking hands, he coughs. Clearing his throat, he straightens his back, still checking behind him every now and then. He hides one of his hands behind his back and scratches his chin with the other. He looked like a kid that was caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. “I did it again, didn’t I?” I frown, “Again?”