Chapter 6 (Pt. 3)

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Astoria

He was unfriendly, egotistical and indifferent after our kiss. I didn't dare approach him to confront him about our kiss. Well, he kissed me. I was stunned to even marginalize my thoughts. They were left scattered and took me more than twenty-four hours to even realize that it was not a figment of my imagination. He really did kiss me.

All of my life I had learned to adjust to my surroundings. Throw a tough situation my way, I'll skim through it without a starch. I had grown a thick skin over the years. Until Axel strutted and managed to get deep within my skin.

It was equivalent to a contagious disease. You can't rid yourself of it.

The fateful night sent me tumbling down my built-up defences. I had never been kissed with burning passion ever in my life before. The kisses Axel and I shared in the past seemed like a joke compared to this.

My fingers rested on my still tingling lips. I was taken back to that night as the kiss played over and over in my head. Could this be one of Axel's tactics to manipulate me into thinking that he wanted me? Last time I checked, he had a very active relationship with Jenna.

They were the hottest topic to discuss in classrooms. Their blatant display of public display of affection brought a lot of hollers and giggles from the crowd. The It  couple of the school was the epitome of love, elegance and commitment.

How endearing...

The copper taste of blood hit my tongue, I didn't realize I had been biting my lip so hard to draw out blood. Fantastic.

I concentrated on jotting down notes for the government class. Ms. Priscillia ran a hundred miles per hour, it was a task to keep up with her.

"Today is the last day to confirm your name for the three day field trip to Washington. All registration will be nullified once the deadline has passed." Ms Priscillia reminded us about the class trip.

I was still contemplating whether I should confirm my attendance. I suppose it will be educational and the extra credits would look good on my college essay. I'll have to check with my grandparents before being sure of it.

The indistinct chatter went full force around me as soon as the class ended. I righted my glasses and stuffed my backpack with my laptop. I was about to take off when a foreign touch closed at my upper arm. I turned to see a nervous looking Peter had held my arm.

My gaze fell onto his fingers and on accord he withdrew his hold off me.

"Hey, Astoria," he said. "You well?" He scratched his neck.

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