You Wouldn't Hit A Guy With Glasses Origin Novels & Stories

“God, you scared me. When I saw you on the ground… God!” “What happened?” I whispered, trying to sit up. A sharp pain jolted up my body so suddenly that I dropped back into the bed. “Be careful,” James murmured. “The doctor said you should try not to move around till you’re at least healed. But what the fuck were you doing out in the parking lot? You were supposed to be with us. We were searching for you after the game and…” I remembered then. The accident. My glasses. I reached for it out of habit, patting the nightstand next to the bed. James shook his head. "It was destroyed in the accident. I'm just grateful that nothing happened to you."

I should walk away. This beat-down has nothing to do with me, and for all I know, this guy could deserve it. Not to mention, the Hayes brothers would absolutely hate it if I inserted myself into any more fights. And though their opinion on the matter isn’t the most important to me, I should probably still think twice before I stoke their ire. The guy on the ground peeks open his eyes and sees me. He reaches out. “Help… please…” He really is pathetic, bruised and crying. His glasses have fallen off his nose. One of the attackers steps on them, smashing them under his heel.

Scarlett “You looked cute and very nerdy with them on, but without the glasses, you look like a very different person — more tough and handsome too. But hey, I still prefer your cute side,” I told him, keeping my tone light. Viktor laughed softly, the sound surprisingly warm despite how awkward the moment felt. “Remember my glasses broke last night?” he said. “Oh yes! Shoot! Totally forgot about that. So sorry.” “Nah, it’s not your fault,” he shook his head.

“If you don’t mind…” Adrian hesitated, albeit briefly, before handing them back. I went to slip them back on, but then I felt something warm and sturdy bump into me. And my glasses went flying out of my hand. I gasped, my vision too blurry to see who had just bumped into me or where my glasses had gone. All I could do was sit there, dumbfounded, and hope that my glasses were still in one piece. “Hey,” Adrian suddenly said. “You again?”

“F*ck, you have the nerve to talk to me about the law? I am the law. Beat him up!” Two large men came up from behind and started punching and kicking the guy. The guy shielded his head with his arms and kept yelling out. His glasses were even sent flying during the attacks. “Will you buy it or not?” the large man asked. “Yes… I’ll buy it…” The guy was crying. The large man tossed three bottles of water at him. “A thousand and five hundred dollars.” The glasses guy dared not say more while the other passengers were shocked into silence. Some of the tourists who had spent four hundred to buy a bottle even wore cheeky expressions as if they had gotten lucky by spending only four hundred dollars

At this time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the glasses man's hair. Bang bang bang! Zhou Tian lowered his head and kicked him hard in the face. "Fuck, fuck!" The man with glasses was beaten so hard that he cried out in pain and began to curse. "What a good-for-nothing!" As Zhou Tian spoke, he kicked down a dozen more times. The man with glasses was covered in blood and his glasses were broken. His broken glasses almost blinded his eyes! "Someone, someone! Someone's making trouble!" The man with glasses pulled his neck and shouted.

I sneered while listening to their argument. The fat guy uses his rich image to state that no one should fight him. I listened and learned that the older man accidentally bumped into the fat guy’s car, which caused some damage. Yeah, the older man looked pitiful, which was why the pretty lady’s eyes were on him. Lucky him.

She looked at her up and down and asked ,“Girlfriend, what is wrong with you? You never wear sun glasses .Is there something you would like to tell me? “Hannah don’t bother me, I am just perfect. I woke up today and decided that I want to wear my favourite sunglasses. Remember you are the one who told me that I look good on them.” She just had to lie, she was embarrassed to tell her the real reason why she was sad this morning.

It feels as though everyone around me lately uses glasses. This is kinda funny because I'm not usually observant of these things. It's so old-fashioned so I don't get why they still do when they could easily get contact lenses. It's her. She's the reason why. Walter steps aside while I climb down the car. It's his glasses that amuse me so much. The guy couldn't even pick a better frame. He settled for round lenses that make him look more like a teenager than a fucking grown-ass man that kicked my ass since I was little.

After all, he had to count every penny since he had to pay off his parents' debt. "Look what we have here," one of the boys who were sitting next to Shane suddenly said. He pointed a finger to Shane's glasses and bursted out laughing. A lot of the other students also bursted out laughing at Shane. What was he thinking? Where did he ever see a soccer player wearing glasses because they couldn't see? Did Shane think he was Edgar Davids?