Nerd Chases The Hunk (COMPLETED)

Chapter 3

I felt the urge to close my eyes because I expected his lips to come down any moment. Anxiously, I waited and waited but nothing came. I opened my eyes to see what was going on only to be disappointed.

Bolt's eyes were pinned in my left side. I followed his angry and vengeful eyes only to see Trina-his girlfriend who was lovingly enjoying the company of George. She smiled at him as if he was the only man while George protectively put his arm on her, securing that she will never leave his side.

I winced as Bolt's hand in my waist tightened.

"Ouch. You are hurting me," I complained, but he did not hear me nor even look at me. He was still looking at Trina and George. I saw pain in his eyes and could feel his anger. I wanted to comfort him and so I touced his cheek to soothe his jealousy. He showed no reaction to my touch, instead he gripped my wrist to stop it while his eyes were still on my left side.

I pulled my hand back because I could see that it's turning pale and violet from his touch. He was really hurting me.

"Bolt," I said as I struggle from his angry and violent touch . Finally, he let go of my waist but not my wrist. I tried to free my hand from his strong grip but he firmlt held it.

Surprisingly, he grabbed me by the wrist he was still holding and we both walked in front of Trina and George. I saw how she planted a quick kiss on George's lips as we passed them.

"Where are we going?" I inquired. I was still following him because he never let go of my wrist. He didn't even bother to look at me nor answer my querries.

"I am asking you," I said softly but forcefully.

No response.

"I don't remember that you cut your tongue while seeing your ex-girlfriend flirting with another man." I bluntly stated.

We stopped and he snatched my free arm while still holding my left wrist and said in gritted teeth "She is not my ex-girlfriend!"

For the first time, I was scared of him. I have never seen so much hate and anger in the eyes of someone. He might be even capable of killing me because of what I said.

"Please don't hurt me! I have not yet savor the feeling of love," I said out of my fear for him.

"What?" He answered back then bursted out laughing.

"You are not going to hurt me?" I asked nervously.

"Of course not! Why would I do that?" he said in between soft laughs then he released my arm and wrist.

I sighed with relief. I the  massaged my left wrist to ease the pain from his hard grip earlier before I answered back.

"It's because hate and anger are alive in your eyes. I have never seen so much rage before. It's like they are consuming you and will soon possess you to be a criminal." I said soflty while not looking at his eyes.

"You are right, but I am not going to be a criminal for God's sake." He sais and paused to look at my left wrist which was still pale and violet. I automatically stop massaging my left wrist and hide it at my sides. I don't want him to see the product of his hate and anger.

"Let's go to wherever we are going!" I sais enthusiastically so I can divert his attention from my swollen wrist.

I failed.

He was still looking at my wrist even though I'm hiding it.

"I now see why you are afraid of me," he said without any emotion. I saw pain crosses in his eyes again. Oh no! The last person I want to be pained was Bolt.

"I am not afraid of you. Never." I said quickly to erase his pain caused. He didn't answer and was now looking at my eyes. I think he was figuring whether I'm telling the truth or not.

"Okay fine! I was afraid earlier because your name reminds me of thunder bolt and I have always been scared of thunder especially its bolt." I admitted.

For the second time around, I have made him laugh. This time, he bursted out laughing as if there's no tomorrow. I don't know how many minutes we stood here because he won't stop laughing.

Well,  I don't mind if I will stand here for 24 hours as long as I will see the carefree Bolt. He was bending and is laughing hard with eyes close. He has both of his hands in his stomach while extremely laughing. To see and hear Bolt's laugh was contagious. I can't help myself but to laugh with him. We laughed like a schizophrenic. Our schoolmates were already looking at us, wondering if we lost our minds but we still continue to laugh as if we were free of troubles.

I have never thought that in the midst of our carefree laughs will I realize that I have fallen for the hunk point guard of our university. Indeed, I love Bolt. I love him. I have never felt this way before. I am willing to give every bit of happiness within me to make sure that he will never be sad.

I stop laughing and looked at him while he continues to laugh.

 I love you. I try to say but my voice fails to accompany my thoughts.

 I love you more than our God loves you. I tried again but nothing came out of my mouth. Perhaps, this was not the right time for me to confess. I was still looking at him while thinking of how much I love this man. He made me sleepless since we met. He has robbed me of my focus. I can no longer concentrate because I can't stop thinking about him. I can't eat well because I always wonder if he too has eaten his meal. I saw him in the pages of my book, in the ceiling of my room, in the water when washing dishes. I can see him everywhere because I badly want to be with him. The past four weeks were a transformation for me. I don't know who I am anymore. I used to be the girl who has a clear and planned path towards her dreams. I was always focus and goal and academic oriented until I meet Bolt. He was changing my outlook in life and my dreams were changing as well. He was now my dream, my biggest dream is Bolt Reid Augusto.

"Are you okay?" He stopped laughing and was now looking at me intently.

"Yeah, I am out of breath so I stop laughing," I admittes. Yes, I was out of breath because Bolt made me breathless. He smiled then grabbed my right wrist which was not swollen and we exit our university gym.

I followes him not bothering where he was aking me.

"You seem quiet," he asked while walking.

"I am just wondering on some things" I replied while following him and looking at his back.

"What is it?" he asked, looking at the road in front of us. We were now outside our university.

"I am just wondering on how a hunk will fall in love to a nerd" I said.

He stopped walking and looked back to see my serious face. He didn't say anything nor dis anything. He just stared at me. I guessed he could not believe what I just asked.

Honestly, I am also wondering what our few readers think of this story. I want to know your thoughts. I wish I am Edward Cullen so I could read your mind.

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