My bully had to be Boun.

Chapter 22

Prem POV

Few weeks pass, Boun and I are boyfriends now, and we never talk about the day we had sex. He was indeed very apologetic about hurting me, but what he doesn't understand is that I was the one who asked for it. I wanted to check if it was completely enjoyable, but it wasn't. I might have felt the pleasure for just a few seconds, but the whole thing was quite painful and I don't think I wanna be in that position again. But Boun did offer to switch positions and to be honest I'm looking forward to that day to come soon. 

School is over, like the past couple of weeks, I walk straight to the parking lot where Boun was standing beside an orange Lamborghini, waiting for me. I walk straight to him. 

"Did I keep you waiting?" I ask 

"Not at all my love," he said, flashed a flirty smile, and winked at me. 

The thing about Boun nowadays, he has changed quite a lot. I can say he is nothing like the Boun I initially knew. He was rude, intimidating, carefree, and moreover an annoying jerk, but now he is nothing but sweet, charming, loving and he always does things to me like I'm royalty. Just like how people from Lincoln High were completely against Sammy and Dylan just like that they can't stand it when they see Boun and I together. It's not like everyone is homophobic, if they were they wouldn't have started a fan club for Arthur and Ben and have a whole fan base. Somehow they were fine with Arthur and Ben but not with Boun and me. When I brought this to Boun's attention he straight up said girls always wanted to get into his pants and since now I am getting the privilege to that with Boun they are just jealous. 

I was convinced that he didn't have to say anything further for me to ponder over the reason.  The old me would have just considered that statement as cocky, narcissistic, would have judged his character, and have called him a jerk. But since I'm so in love with him now, I cannot reason with myself, couldn't deny his statement and agreed with him without thinking twice. Gosh, what have I become? I just love him a lot. Huh, is he so dreamy I don't blame the girls if they are jealous, I can't believe he is actually mine. 

I was scrolling through Instagram sitting beside him while he drove, then he asked "I'm hungry, where do you wanna go?" 

"Hmm, what about KFC?" 

"NO" 

"Taco Bell?" 

"No" 

"McDonald's?" 

"No" 

I look up from my screen and ask him "if you're gonna say no to every single one of my choice then why do you even wanna ask?" 

"Because I want you to eat something healthy" 

"Urgh, healthy is boring, I want some pizza or something else" 

"That is an absolute no" 

"Boun" 

"Okay, I'll take you somewhere and get you a salad" 

I keep quiet, does he think I'm fat and that's why he wants me to get a salad? I ask him through my cracked voice and trying to blink the tears in my eyes. "Do you think I'm fat?" 

"What? Why would I ask that?" 

"Because you want me to have a salad"

" Oh baby, that's not what I meant, you are beautiful" 

Well, that did not help the tears in my eyes to flow down. He was at a loss for words and he saw me crying, he didn't know what to do, he was panicking and he was trying to tell me something but only awkwardly stammered. I grabbed some tissue paper and helped myself. He pulled over on the side and just looked at me. I cannot deny, his face looked really concerned and really helpless. I wanted to melt in that gaze but it's hard for me to stop the dam which has already been open now.