"He did what?" Paige exclaimed. "He said he's gonna date me to win the bet." I answer. "God no, what's up with these boy's lately... So... What are you going to do." She says, pausing as she too ponders on what I could possibly do. "Well, I guess si...
I can't get her out of my head. F*ck I sound like a f*ckin wimp. Usually, I'm always the one trying to convince the girl that it was all a one-night thing so what the hell am I doing right now. I'm thinking about her for roughly the hundredth time today only. It's been two days, two very long days. She either doesn't remember or she's pretending or... Could it be, that she, that she really doesn't care. On the first day since we made out, I tried to act indifferent when I saw her in the school.
To be honest I didn't even get the chance to act indifferent. She unflinchingly walked past me every time we met and briefly greeted me during class, as if nothing ever happened, before continuing her doodling. All the while I kept stealing glances at her hoping she'll notice my eyes on her and look back, to no avail.
But today she took it way to far with her stupid doodling. How could she sit there, right beside me, and draw that dweeb Marcus, in front of me. Was she intentionally trying to make me jealous?
Well I hate to admit that it was working. I don't know why but I was livid. I heard Marcus say "Not again" before she dragged me away that night. Did she have a "little fun" with Marcus too, or did they have more than just a "little fun". You know what I don't care, I shouldn't. I didn't even sleep with her so whats up with me, f*ck. I mean of cause I didn't think I was the first and only one.
The bell rang and I started making my way to my next class when I saw her again. She was practically all over that asshole again. Marcus. I seriously can't stand that guy. He stares me dead in the eyes, his arms still around her, a stupid grin on his face as I pass by.
That's when it all comes back to me, the bet! I don't have to-No I shouldn't be avoiding her. So with that in mind the next time I see her, I snatch her up and into an empty classroom.
It's lunchtime and I happened to notice her heading out from the cafeteria, so I follow her. As soon as I catch up to her I drag her by her arm into the first room I see, which thankfully turns out to be empty.
"Hey, what's-" I interrupt her protesting, slamming my lips on hers. At first she stills before she starts kissing me back. Just like the other night she kisses me like it's a game. Pushing and pulling, but I choose not to play along this time round. I keep pushing up until she stops and gives in to me completely, becoming like putty in my hands. A welcomed shift in our power dynamics. The previous time I was undoubtedly and happily on my knees and in her control.
She has a tight grip on my shirt, pulling me closer to her. I trail my lips down her jaw and to her neck. I lose reasoning momentarily, biting her in ways I know will leave a mark. In that moment I want to mark her as mine. I hope she won't be pissed at me for it because I certainly and definitely can't get a hold of myself right now. When the bell rings, I get back to reality, waking up from a dream where I'm allowed to claim her. I pull away and stare down at her blushing face, lips delectably swollen and parted as she breathes heavily. The mark I wish I regretted putting on her neck, already starting to darken on her slender neck.
We look into each other's eyes and stay like that for a while. "Listen-" she tries to speak again before she's interrupted by the warning bell. I have an idea of what she's planning on saying. I don't think I'll like it, and I certainly don't think I'll be able to respond so, I don't let her speak. "I gotta go, I'll catch you later." I say with a wink before I peck her on her lips and make a run for it.
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"Are you blushing?" John exclaims in bewilderment. I was thinking about that kiss again. "No!" I quickly deny. "Shit, who has you all up in your feelings dude." Alex laughs. "You've been zoning out like this since you disappeared during lunch." John comments from where he is sitting on the bleachers. "Pussy whipped are we Rivers?" Ben hollers from behind me. The other guys laugh at this. "Hey leave the guy alone, there's nothing wrong with falling in love Aiden, I say go for it." Blake says. "Ha! You only saying that because you want him to back out of the bet." Jonathan comments from beside me. "Well it's not like he's going to win anyway." Ben mocks.
"You all should just grow up." Cyril says. "Hey! You are also part of the bet." Ben grumbles. "Yeah but I'm not being an idiot about it, do you want her to find out?" Cyril answers back. In that moment I feel like a f*ckin douche. Talking about her like this is f*ckin disrespectful and I know it. My mother taught me better. I'm such a coward for doing this to her, I can't believe I thought I could make her mine like this. But there's no backing out now, I can't be a pussy about this.
Besides I'm sure I'm just feeling these things about her because my ego has been inflated from all the attention she's been giving me. I'm sure it will all just go away after I eventually get bored of her. Because there is no way I'm losing this bet.
