Chapter Twenty (Ivy)

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"I still hate you," I say as I open the last pop tart

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"I still hate you," I say as I open the last pop tart. He gave them to me as an apology for getting me in this Oh, but I am not going to let it slide so easily.

"Oh, come on. I said I was sorry, " he says as he gets out of the car and runs to my side to open the door. He extended his hand for me to take it, but I completely ignored it as I got out of the car, stuffing my face with the last pop tart.

I sniff and toss the pop tart package in the bin. My throat felt sore, and I think I might have a temperature. Roman's arm comes to my shoulders as he pulls me closer to him. I tried to pull myself away, but he immediately pulled me tighter.

''Don't you even think that.'' His hand stayed on my shoulder as we continued to walk into school.

''Can we just go home? I don't even want to pass this class.'' I say as I try to give him my 'innocent' face. It works like a charm.

''First, don't be this dramatic. The doctor said you were fine. And no. We aren't going home. We agreed you have to do this test so you don't have to fail, so move that pretty ass of yours and pass that test.'' he says as he practically pushes me inside the school doors. ''Drop that face. Won't work this time.''

''Fine,'' I say and huff in annoyance. ''Hold my bag. ''I say, and I open my locker, getting the books I need today. Roman was still beside me, texting something on his phone. I turned around to put the books in my bag, only to see Roman staring at me. My cheeks turned red immediately. My heart started beating like crazy. I am a mess around him, and I don't know how to handle my feelings. Even a look from him makes my heart flutter. My stomach has now turned into a home for butterflies that apparently move only when he is around. ''Stop looking at me like that.'' I say and try to keep my focus on closing my bag. I could feel his eyes on my witch only made me more uncomfortable. 

''Like what?'' he says in a playfully tone. His lips pulled into a smirk and I know he was enjoying looking me like this. 

''You know how,'' I say, trying to put the books in my bag. His hand came to my arm as he pulled me closer to him. His warm breath hit my face as his lips were inches away from mine.

''If I stop looking at you, what is the point of me seeing at all,'' as he places a soft kiss on my forehead. Lingering for a few seconds there as he takes a deep breath. My heart felt like it was ready to come out of my chest. My cheeks felt so hot that they might melt from my face as goosebumps raised on my arm. God, I love him. I love him more than any human being can possibly love, and this only makes me more scared.

We both started walking to my class. His hand was once again on my waist as he pulled me close to him. ''I have practice today with the team for the final match this week. If I am not in here by four, call Adrian or Lewis so you won't be alone, '' he says, and a serious look takes his face. ''You have their number?''

''Yes. Yes. Don't worry. I will be fine.''

''Please promise me you, do something stupid and not call them,'' he says, the worried look never leaving his face.

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