Will you be my girl?

Chapter 3

I wasn't really mad or frustrated, or annoyed or sad. Well.. tbh I was fully content with myself. I don't know about others but one rule I've always applied in my life is.. be good to someone only until they are good to you. Once they show their true colours, screw them. Stop giving a damn about them. You can treat them, however you want, and do whatever you want with them. Anything. Because they deserve that. Someone who planned to destroy your mental peace are worthless. Don't show any mercy. Anyone trying to make you feel degraded is just not okay, okay?  

"Hey, wait." I heard.

I turned around to face Ace. 

Hey, that rhymed.

The huge smile on his face turned into a grin. Why was he grinning ear to ear?

"What?" I snapped at him. In the rudest voice and a frown. 

He raised his hands up in mock surrender. Maybe I said that more rudely than I intended to. Anyway...

He took out a phone from his back pocket showing me. An iphone? My iphone?

He then reached his hands towards me, to hand me my phone. I then realized how I must've forgotten my phone at the table because of all the Alia drama before leaving the Cafe. Geez this girl.. I reached my hands to take it, that's when he swerved it back. What?

"Ok on second thought I think, I'd rather not" he smirked.

"What?" I asked irritatingly, still trying to get my phone from his grasp.

"I'd rather not hand you your phone."

Is he crazy or what? I think this is the first time, I've ever spoken to him, so what's with this attitude? But boy aren't you dealing with the wrong girl.

"Give.me.my.phone." I reached his hand to grab my phone which now he had it up in his palm, above his head taking far away from me. And now he was chuckling like an idiot. "No."

"Gimme my phone." I said once again. What was he doing? Testing my patience?

"NO." he said making a perfect 'O'. Cute.

That's when I saw his lips. Like actually saw them. They had a perfect shade of red and they were so full. So wet.. he definitely has a habit of biting or licking them. For a second or two, I found myself staring at those red lips. Sinking in them?

And then he smirked. Great. 

I took a step back. I knew this approach won't work. He isn't just going to hand me my phone. I was confused. The question was why is he behaving like this? Like we actually know each other. We don't. This was the first time we had interacted.

I had two ideas in mind. Two perfect ideas to deal with this crazy boy. One, fight with him. Obviously, I could fight with him, punch him on his face or kick him in between his leg. He was muscular, but I too was strong. I was raised as a fighter. For situations like these. But I was worried about my phone. What if it falls and breaks down. That was my new phone, which happen to be a gift from my Dad for my birthday. And I won't be getting a new one anytime soon if I break it. That was not an option here. 

"Why are you acting like this? Like we're friends or something. You followed me like a creep, and did you forget that's the reason you came here, to give me my phone. Remember." I crossed both my hands over my chest, when momentarily his eyes travelled down there. Okay.

"Yeah that was the plan before you snapped at me. I came here to help you and you snapped?" he pouted like a small child "That was very, very rude. So, I'm deciding against it." he was smiling.