𝐀 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐎𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

❥ 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑬𝑵

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"No, I can read minds" He teased. Fucking Bitch.
He was siting on my fucking bed like it was his, with his fucking shoes on my white sheets.

Great, now I'll need to wash them before i sleep.

I rolled my eyes and enter the room.
I closed the door and walk past him to put my phone and keys on the nightstand. I could feel his eyes burning my back. 

I removed my shoes and act like he wasn't on my bed. Maybe that will dissuade him from siting on it.

I glared at him. "Dude, get off of my bed" A small smirk appeared on his face, hid brown eyes looked at me deeply and I felt my knees go weak. I can't lie, he's hot.
"No" He simply replied.
"No?"
He winks and start pulling off his shoes. Finally, i thought he would never removed them, but he seriously need to get off of my bed or I'll snap.

He probably wants something because I don't think it's commun for popular jocks to sit on strangers bed for no reason. Normally he ignores me, and it's only been 3 weeks since we share this room. I don't think we can call us 'friends'.

I sighed before walking again to my bed. There's so much going on my mind and I honestly just wants to sleep, I don't need anymore distractions for today. He put his hands behind his head as he look at me.
I swear to god, this man is too comfortable.
I opened the drawer of the nightstand and took out my pyjama. A big white shirt and a pair of black shorts.

I closed the drawer and look up, only to see that Mateo was still looking at me. I raised a brow at him while I stand up and he just ignores it. Okay?
I turned around to go to the bathroom. I can feel him staring at my ass. This man as no limits. He's literally on my bed like it's his, I don't know how I can make him go away.

I close and lock the door and look in the mirror, my brow curls were in a mess, a pimple was growing on my forehead and my clothes were dirty. I took my face soap and wash my face, it save me more time because I don't need to remove my makeup, the soap does all the work.

I wiped my face with my towel hanging on the door and looked at my reflection on the mirror, again. My brown eyes looked dead, reflecting how tired I was, my lips were dry and cracked. I tried to force a smile out of my face, trying to see how I'll look if I was happy. Growing up, my mom always told me how beautiful i was, but that's the role of a mother.

On the beginning, I thought she was right, but as the years passed, insecurities got in the way, and my dad loved to rubbed every imperfections I was.

However, my sister was beautiful, long blonde hair, blues eyes and a gorgeous smile. I was never jealous of her, i was jealous of the attention my dad gave to her. He was always blaming me for everything, saying that my sister was perfect and beautiful and that i was fat and ugly.

I look again in the mirror and sighed, I should stop thinking about this. I remove my clothes, put them in my laundry basket and put on my pyjama. Once I brushed my teeth and applying Vaseline on my lips, i open the door.

I just got the best idea. I will act like I don't care that he's on my bed and will simply got under my blanket and 'sleep'. He'll probably go away right? Let's give it a try.

I got out of the bathroom, to find him still in my bed, but he was looking straight at me. His browns curls slightly wet. Did he got out of the shower before I came? His hazel eyes looked at me like I was a piece of art. The moon illuminated his straight white teeth when he talked. I try my best to look at him too, but unfortunately I look away. He's too intimidating.

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