Cynthia's POV
"Hey. Is that Cynthia? And...Damien?" I heard an unfamiliar voice in my sleep but yet I decided not to open my eyes as I didn't feel like waking up.
"Yeah, that's them. What are the doing here anyways? And like that?" Another voice replied.
"Um. Sleeping...I guess?" The previous voice said.
"Really? Is this some place to sleep?..." Another voice joined their conversation and this one did sound a bit familiar.
"Anyways, I told you guys earlier and now here's the proof too, they clearly have an affair" The oddly familiar voice continued.
"No. They don't. Stop spreading rumours, Stella" Someone replied in a very rude tone, wait, is that Steve? Yeah, I mean I can certainly recognise his voice and now I know the previous bitchy voice was Stella's.
God! This bitch is still spreading rumours about Damien and me.
Ugh! I'll fucking kill her someday!!!
"As we can see that she's clearly sitting inside the library and Damien is sitting outside. And who on earth would want to sleep in an empty school, on a goddamn cold floor in the first place..." Steve paused.
"The situation is evidently something else, which only they would be able to tell, so stop assuming" Steve continued.
"Maybe she got stuck in there, after all we all know that the library doors automatically get locked after a certain time" Steve added.
"Hey babe! What's going on here?" Someone said, who's voice I recognised as Sean's.
"Yeah. What's all the fuss about? Steve" Yeah that's definately Bethany's voice.
"Hey! Would you just stop clicking pictures? They are not some celebrities here" Steve snapped, sounding annoyed.
Why is everybody's voice so faded? As if they are talking from somewhere far away from me...ah I know why, I'm dreaming, aren't I? Well of course this is a dream because as Steve said earlier, why on earth would I be sleeping in my school? And that too with Damien?
Yeah this sure as hell is a dream and now any time my mother would come up to my room and wake me up, lecturing me about how I'm gonna be late for school again.
I'll tell about this dream to Madison and Bethany and I'm sure they'll be a laughing mess...oh wait no, I'll definitely not tell Bethany anything about this stupid dream because she'll just tease me to no ends, saying that now I have even started dreaming about Damien.
I mean why the hell would I be dreaming about Damien?
But yet here he is...in my dream...he even kept me company the entire night as I was stuck in the library...that's just so sweet and nice of him right?
But Damien is anything but sweet and nice to me, which is why this definitely has to be a dream.
Well...what a weird but yet a memorable dream!
Wait. What?
He even kept me company the entire night...
As I was stuck in the library...
I recalled my own thoughts and with that I snapped my eyes open in utter and absolute shock.
This is not a freaking dream!
My eyes glanced around the empty library and then down at my hand, as I felt a weird warmth there, where my fingers were still in contact with Damien's.
Damien!
I closed my eyes for a second recalling the events of last night before opening them and glancing down again as my lips curved up into a small smile.
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Something About Him
Romance"Let go of me" I murmured trying not to create a scene. "Why" He asked in his usual deep voice with his grip tightening around my wrist. "Damien. I said let go of me right now...everybody's watching us" I replied finally gathering the courage to g...
