I blinked shocked, not sure what to say. My thoughts were racing, my heart started thrashing wildly in my chest. Does that mean he knows that Hannah told me to make him fall…. No he couldn’t know I scoffed shaking my head. I looked back up into his face, so close to mine yet so far away. I didn’t know how long we stayed like that with me analysing his face, committing it to memory.
Sensing my thoughts he pulled back and that a smirk graced his face. “Let’s go” he said. Not waiting for my reply he took my wrist dragging me forward through the mansion. I got so caught up in looking around that I didn’t know we had stopped until I stumbled into his back. Looking in front I noticed that he was in a heated conversation with what looked like his butler? That’s it I have to get out of here.
Clearing my throat I tugged my wrist out of Nathans hold and stepped forward and stretched my hand out towards the butler. Startled the butler jumped as if not realising I was there.
“Hi” I started “could you please tell me where the front door is” I finished smiling brightly, my hands clasped in front of me.
The butler let his eyes roam my body then gulped uneasily his eyes darting from me to the person behind me, who I was sure was glaring at the butler. My theory was proved as the butler not replying turned and all but ran off. I sighed shaking my head; it’s a man’s world all right. I need to get out of here I thought I need to see my parents call my… AH! I still have my phone.
Suddenly as the thought hit me I reached into my back pocket…then stopped remembering I only had a T-shirt on. I whipped around to see no-one standing there.
“Hurry up!” tuning my head to the side I see him strutting down a different hallway.
“Wait up” I cried racing down the hallway after him “where did you put my clothes” I stopped kneeling over and placing my hands on my knees. Whew I really needed more exercise I thought, I wonder if he would carry me again. I smiled shaking my head and blushing.
“Why are you blushing?”
Ah! Startled I fell over. This time definitely bruising my butt. “Ouch” I moaned I really needed to stop doing that pouting I rubbed my butt trying to soothe the pain. I looked up and glared at the idiot that startled me, only to find him staring down at me. Why is he staring at me like that? Is there something on my face? I closed my eyes groaning I must look like a freak right now. I covered my face with my hands and turned around on my injured butt.
I don’t know how long it was that I was like that with my hands covering my face and my body turned away from him but in those minutes I could only hear silence. I sighed he must have left. I took my hands away from my face and before I turned around I felt myself being lifted up from the marble floors and carried bridle style. I looked up at him, my eyes wide and my heart pumping in my chest. That’s been happening a lot lately since I’ve met him, I must be allergic to his cockiness. Yes that must be it I thought satisfied with my answer.
I peered cautiously up at him shyly, taking the time to analysing him. His clenched jaw and his slightly crooked nose, my eyes lifted focusing on his wrinkled forehead and his scrunched eyebrows. My hand unconsciously inched forward and touched his face absentmindedly stroking his jaw. I froze and yanked my hand down. “Sorry” I mumbled mortified.
He still hasn’t said anything. After a while I felt myself being placed on my feet, I looked up trying to meet his eyes. He then turned and walked out of the room, only then did I notice we he left me in the kitchen. Looking around I noticed my clothes and placed them on silently cursing myself. Why did I have to touch him? When I had finished I folded his top and placed it on the counter, suddenly a knock sounded through the room.
“Come in” I spoke hesitantly. A maid scuttled forward her head bowed and he hair tightly held together in a bun.
“Hello” she spoke quietly “Master South told me to give you your accessories”
I glanced down and saw my phone in her hand. “Thank you” I said grabbing my phone and switching it on. “Ermm… where is Natth… Master South then?” I asked “Can I see him?”
“No” She shook her head smiling at me “Master South told me to lead you outside and get you home”
“What?” I said I couldn’t help feel slightly hurt. I shook my head, what else had I expected, at the maid l said “okay then let’s go” I quickly snatched the shirt I had folded and off the counter and tucked it into my shirt. Following behind her I couldn’t help the tear that slid down my face, I wiped it away smiling. He had embarrassed me, saved me, and then left me. Whatever his plan was he had won, and now it’s my turn, my plan. As the maid escorted me to the limo I had made up my mind I would make him fall in love with me.

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Mrs bad boy
ChickLitLaura is the good girl. She's on the fringes of social life. she doesn't have any friends and has been bullied by the queen bee Hannah for as long as she can remember, but this senior year she's had enough. It's time for her to show everyone who she...