How To Be A Heartbreaker

Twelve

Grace

" No need to thank me sweetheart, it was my pleasure" he said with a wink, making me giggle as butterflies erupted in my belly . I made my way to the front door and turned to wave at him, earning another charming smile from him.

" Gracie, are you listening to me? " Ella's voice brought me back from my little day dream

" Uhm,yeah sorry, what were you saying ? " she sighed, putting a frie in her mouth

" I asked when we would go dress shopping for the engagement party. You said Laura wants us to go together to see bridesmaid dresses as well "

" Right, uhm, well I'm free all week so we can go whenever it's convenient for you " she looked at me with an eyebrow raised

" What's going on in that pretty head of yours ? " she asked tapping her manicured fingers on the side of my skull

" Nothing " I lied but she didn't fall for it

" Where did you go after the party? When I asked around they told me that you left with Hart, is it true ? " she smirked, I looked away. I hesitated but finally answered, turning my head towards her once again.

" Yeah, I was drunk and he took me home, that's it " I pressed my lips, wishing David or my dad hadn't call her to -

" Is that why your dad called in the middle of the night to ask if you were with me ? "

Fuck

" Fine, he didn't take me home, he took me to his place, but nothing happened I swear "

" Okay, calm down, I didn't say anything happened " she said with a smirk, making my cheeks turn crimson. My eyes caught Dario's figure entering the campus cafeteria along with Atlas. Ella followed my line of sight , her smirked growed, almost reaching her ears and I'm sure if anyone saw her they would think she's a nut job

" Well are you gonna go and talk to him or just stare from the other side of the room like a creepy stalker? '' she said, turning back to her food . I wanna go for option two but I know I can't do that so I just finished my lunch and gathered my stuff, ready to go to my Psychology class. Me and Ella bid our goodbyes after deciding that tomorrow was the best day for dress shopping.

When I got there the class was packed, leaving only two seats at the back row available. Now either extremely early or I'm late. The Professor gave me a hard glare but let me take a seat and I quickly made my way to the top of the amphitheater like a classroom and settled down, getting my laptop and notebook out as the lecture started.

Ten minutes after the lecture started, the door flew open and Dario was stranded in. a smug look on his face, his hands tucked in the pockets of his jean jacket.

" You are awfully late, Mr. " the Professor trailed, waiting for him to tell him his name

" Hart, sir, Dario Hart, how are ya? '' he said, extending his arm, rather humorously making most of the class laugh, me being one of them.

I have a great feeling that if people could make smoke come out of their ears, that would be what happened to Mr. Warren right now.

" Go take a seat, Mr. Hart. And don't you dare be late to my class again, I won't allow you to attend this class again. Am I clear ? " He spat, and Dario seemed not to bat an eyelid at the threat. How can he be so calm, I would be terrified if that happened to me. He started to walk towards the row I was sitting, plopping down on the seat beside mine. As the lecture continued I felt his hot breath on my neck, when he leaned down to whisper to me

" Fancy seeing you here, fată drăguță '' confusion overtook me, what did he call me ? I have no idea what he just called me but it sounded like he said something about fat? DID HE JUST CALL ME FAT ?? I decided to ignore him, continuing to take notes but that didn't stop him from persisting in talking to me at a hush tone.

" Why aren't you talking to me, Iubita, did I do something ? "

" You called me fat " I heard him laugh, not taking my eyes from Professor Warren

" No I didn't " he said in between husky chuckles

" Yeah you did, right when you sat down, you said something about seeing me her and then called me fat " I said with a huff as his laughter became a little louder, but low enough to not disturb the rest of the class

" I called you fată not fat, it's the Romanian word for. It's a Romanian word, and it doesn't mean fat " he didn't finish his first sentence leaving me perplexed , what did it mean, was it a good or a bad word and -

" Why the hell do you know Romanian ? "

" Because I am Romanian, it's my mother tounge " Ohhh, now I feel stupid. His laughter died after a while and he asked, more serious this time

" What happened between you and that asshole, Steve. You were mumbling something about not being ready the other day. "

" Don't you know ? " I asked, there is no way he hadn't seen the video, right ?

" How the fuck am I supposed to know ? "

" Haven't you seen the video ? " I said, more defensively, turning to look at him. A frown overtook his handsome face as he shook his head

" What video ? " He asked, raising a brow. Well that's new, is he living under a rock or something

" Nevermind " Was the last thing I said as I started packing my stuff, since the class ended. As I exited the class and started walking towards Ella's class, Dario trailed behind me, calling my name. He grasped my bicep, stopping me from getting away from him. He turned my body towards me, he was mad, but not with me

" What video were you talking about ? " He sounded calm, but I could see by the look on his face that his blood was boiling. What was I supposed to answer him, what if he was disgusted and didn't want to talk to me anymore. His pointer lifted my head up, my eyes meeting with his Prussian blue ones, that held a soft look making me feel those stupid butterflies in my stomach once again.

" It was years ago, you don't need to worry about it. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go find my friend " I said as I took a step away from him, already missing his warmth " I'll see you tomorrow " I waved my hand and continued my way through the campus, not giving a second glance at him.