"YOU?!" we both said in the same time.... AGAIN.
"what the hell are you doing here?!" i asked
"finding giraffes" he said in a bored tone and scoffed "what the hell am i doing here?" now he's repeating my question "of course, I study here you idiot"
"that's strike two mister"
"strike two?"
"acting innocent huh?" narrowing an eye at him.
"innocent?" he asked
"you really don't know?"
"why won't you tell me so i would know" raising an eyebrow at me
"i don't have much time to explain to some slow-witted person like you" rolling my eyes.
"there's a difference between telling and explaining. Now who's being a slow-witted here?" what is he trying to imply? Okay. I must get out of here before i embarrass myself
"Tyl, I'm not hungry anymore" handling him the tray of foods that i bought
"But, this are your favorites" he frowned in confusion
"i told you already Mr. Smartypants, I'm not hungry anymore"
"not hungry or saving yourself from embarrassment?" i shot a glare at Drey before leaving the cafeteria as fast as i could.
When i got out the cafeteria, i immediately took out a deep breath and phew.
"where are you going miss Catastrophe Stewart?" i slowly turned my head at the direction where the voice came from.
"hey. How did you know my name?"
"name tag, dummy" knocking his fists on my head gently.
"that's strike 3 Mr. Cold hearted" ignoring the strikes I've been talking about.
"what did you just called me? Mr. Cold hearted?" glaring those deep dark brown eyes at me.
"are you deaf or what?" putting my hands on my waist
The guy infront of me didn't react nor say a word.
He looked so calm at this point now. I wonder what he was thinking - Moving closer to him - but failed. His face were unreadable. He was just giving me those straight bored face, in short, EMOTIONLESS. That's the only word i can describe him.
Remembering that i was close to him - an inches apart - i can say that he had those perfectly curved jaw line, deep dark (not just dark, very dark) brown eyes, long lashes, messy tousle hair but it suits him and pinkish lips (woah, i lose. His lips are pinker than mine. I wonder, how it feels -- oh stop!) what was i thinking? i lost tracks.
"take a picture, it'll last longer" i was taken aback. I didn't saw that coming
"as if you're very handsome" good thing i composed myself fast
"aren't i?" moving closer to me a little bit. Oh stop please! Stop!
"Don't be too high of yourself Mr. Cold hearted" trying my best to act cool.
"I'm not. And stop calling me Mr. Cold hearted, dummy"
"and also stop calling me dummy - as if we're close" i said rolling my eyes
"aren't we?" giving me his most seductive smile
"no. And what are you trying to -" oh gosh! I just realized that we're LITERALLY close. We were just inches apart! My eyes was shaped into a perfect circle "argh! I really hate you!" shoving him away from me. All i can hear was his laugh
"stop teasing me" i exclaimed
"is it working?" he said in a low and dead sexy voice
"isn't it obvious, Mr. Cold hearted?" i furrowed my eyebrows in annoyance but i wasn't annoyed at all. It's my defense mechanism so he'll not suspect that I'm blushing.
He chuckled "don't worry, i hate girls" then he left
"girls?! Hey! I am not a girl! I'm already a woman, you idiot!"
He looked at his shoulder at waved his hands without a single word.
Oh goody goody goodness! He said that he hated girls but... But why did he talk to me? Oh no! Erase erase. Don't take things seriously Catastrophe Stewart. Stop the imagination but one thing's for sure
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I'm liking him..... Again.
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Sorry for the short chappie my dear readers ... She's liking him again... Yyiiee!
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inlove with Mr. Cold Hearted
FanfictionI'm Catastrophe Stewart. I may have that unique name but trust me, I'm an idiot. Not that idiot but sometimes I really am. Falling for someone who can't love you back? that's what you call an idiot and that's me. I am not falling but INLOVE WITH MR...
