Chapter 3

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Finally the end of the day. I decided to walk home to clear my head. I slip on my headphones and start towards my house. About halfway there I heard a crunch from behind me. I turn back to reveal....no one. Okay, I'm officially going crazy. Just as I was about to keep walking I felt a hand slap over my mouth and someone pulling me into the bushes.

"WHAT THE? HELP!" I screamed, but my voice was muffled by the hand and it came out as 'MMHFF MEH? MMFHFF!'.

"Be quiet! I'm not gonna hurt you." A low voice whispered in my ear. I froze at his voice and my eyes went wide. I elbowed him in the ribs making him wince in pain. He spun me around so we were face to face. Connor. He took his hand off my mouth and rubbed where I elbowed him.

"Why did you do that?!" He whispered harshly obviously in pain.

"Oh dear, I'm so sor- WHY DO YOU THINK I DID IT TURDWAD?" I practically screamed in his face.

"I just wanted to talk to you!" He defended and I gave him a 'are you fucking stupid?' look.

"And what happened to tapping me on the shoulder or asking me straight up? Instead you abduct me?!" I accused harshly. Connor started to blush furiously.

"I just thought you might've not wanted to talk." He replied quietly.

"I WONDER WHY." I snapped sarcastically.

"We'll, now that I have you here-"

"By force." I inturrepted.

"I wanted to know if I could take you out tonight." I froze, we'll that escalated quickly.

"No." I said coldly and hopped back onto the sidewalk. I started walking when I felt a hand spin me around harshly. Connor's eyes were darker, and he leaned in, our noses not even an inch apart.

"Be ready by eight." He said, his voice was hard and I could feel my heart stop. This wasn't the Connor a few minutes ago, this one was scary and rough. He smirked and kissed by cheek before walking away leaving me dumbfounded.

Connor's POV

What. The. Fuck. Was. That.

The moment I turned the corner I facepalmed. Where the hell did that come from? I ran my hand through my hair and forced myself not to glance back at Rachel. Never had I been that forceful or..or I don't even know! I'm always Connor, the funny one, the kind one, the guy girls would kill for. I was never, the monster that just forced a date on Rae. I never even knew that me existed!

I walked back to my house which wasn't far. I sat down on the steps and took some deep breaths. Why the hell did act like that? No, why did Rachel make me act like that? She was different, so what. Why did that make me have to be interested in the first place? I had plenty of girls willing to date me, so why did I have to choose the one that hated my guts

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