Money can't buy love

~2

Chloe:

I fell onto my bed completely exhausted a little less than 24 hours later. I did it, I didn't completely fail my test or at least I think so.

"How is my sis doing?" none other than the voice of my brother suddenly asked. "She's tired and exhausted."

Elias walked over to my place on the bed with a smile gracing his features. When he reached me, he put a blanket over my body, which caused me to immediately snuggle with it. "Then sleep a bit. I'll go do something with Elena while you sleep." I wanted to protest, because he wouldn't be here for long, but one glare from him shut me up real' quick.

I ended up falling asleep as soon as he left the dorm room, I guess I really was exhausted, but not for long. Because I was woken up by a knock on my door. "Come in" I said, still being half asleep and while hiding under my blanket.

I expected everyone, except the person who came into my dorm.

It was the Thomas Barlowe.

"What the hell do you want?" I asked him, slightly irritated about him showing up. Ok I was fuming. He refuses to work with me and now he shows up here for god knows what reason. What a jerk.

Instead of answering he just continued to walk towards me. I looked at him carefully since I had no idea what he was doing or what was going on in his head. I had sat up while he walked towards me.

When he reached me, he cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine. It took me a few seconds to realize what he did. But as soon as I did, I pushed him away.

"Are you crazy!"

Thomas just shrugged "I wouldn't say that." There was a moment of silence before he spoke up again. "Will sleeping with you cause you to stop acting like a bitch?"

My mouth fell wide open at his words. "Me, a bitch? Says the one who refuses to do any kind of work for our project." He just rolls his eyes at my words. I rolled my eyes as well in response.  "Just because you're rich doesn't mean you can do whatever you want to people."

He took a step towards me, which caused me to move into the corner of my bed. I tried to be as far away as possible from him. I tend to be that way with guys in general, but him being the asshole he is definitely not helping. "Are you scared of me?" he asked me with some kind of sincerity in his voice, it almost sounded like he cared.

I wanted to tell him I'm not scared, but honestly, I was. So, instead of giving him an answer I retorted with "Who knows what you might do to me." I think for the nearly two years I have known Thomas Barlowe, I have never seen him this hurt.

"You can think of me what you want, but I never do that to a girl. I could never do that Chloe." "Sure, I totally believe you" My voice was dripping with sarcasm. "You don't have to believe me but it's the truth" he said in response.

I wasn't sure if he was lying or telling the truth, but I wasn't planning on letting him know my whole life tragedy, not now and not ever. So, I decided to start talking about the original question. "Back to the issue please, why the hell did you kiss me?"

He shrugged his shoulders while smirking "Don't deny that you like it and besides someone needs to stop you from being a well bitch."

I started laughing "Are you out of your mind. I definitely did not like that, I hated it and I do not act like a bitch nor am I one. You're an asshole for refusing to help me with OUR project though. Now, if you don't mind, I would like you to leave now. Some people actually need to do things for school and don't just get straight A's handed to them."

Thomas walked towards the door but before he left the dorm room he turned around. "If you change your mind, you know where to find me."

I picked up a pillow to throw at his head, because maybe he's like my brother, an idiot who needs to be put in place. Before my pillow could hit him though he had already left, causing the pillow to hit the closed door.