Pete's pov
Fuck off,Bastard.Dont you dare touch me.
And what if I do exclaimed a tall figure hoovering over me.Those eyes glaring at me with sarcastic smile.I just hate his smile,wish I could punch his face and twist his whole face.
Try me I said pushing him with my hands on his chest.
He twisted my hands and slammed me to the lockers. I used all my strength to loosen his grip.He moved forward closing the gap between us
An attendent interrupted us making him release my hand. I stamped his shoe and crossed over him,when he suddenly held me by my waist.His strong veiny hands made my whole body shiver.For a while I thought the whole world stopped this was the first time when he was so close to me.
Then he brought his face close to my ears, I could feel his hot breathe on my neck.My hands being sweaty and I can clearly hear my heartbeat.
He then whispered "SAVED BY THE BELL but next time it won't be the same"He released me and walked to his classroom
That Bastard... I hate him. Wish I could kill him. He makes me feel so weak whenever he is near. I can't even think properly.
I made my way to the classroom.The worst thing is we are classmates.Though I sit in front row and he being the bad boy sits in the last row.When I made my way to the class I see him smirking at me and then talking to some girl beside him.I rolled my eyes and sat.
The lecture started.I could bearly concentrate and the reason is that stupid creature,Vegas.His actions are playing like a broken CD in my brain no matter how much I try I just cant forget his touch. I really hate him.I hate Vegas with all my heart body and soul.
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FanfictionVegas the hotheaded playboy who is famous for breaking hearts and Pete who is sweet but also stubborn when it comes to Vegas. Vegas finds Pete annoying but still tries his best to grab Pete's attention.Meanwhile Pete admires Mew, Vegas's brother who...
