I FELL IN HATE WITH YOU

Chapter Thirteen

Amara

 I feared for bad things to happen but nothing worse could possibly happen than this.

When I came to this whole high school dance. I just wanted to have a final night with this place. I didn't want to be a freak or something beyond mediocrity. I wanted to eat, Laugh, dance, and go my merry way back to my little home. Where I go back dream things about a beautiful future ahead.

We all looked pretty even the boys in my school. Some of them pulled off so well that they could model walking out of there. The lighting and everything looked better than a random high school, more like a ballroom setting. The setting couldn't help the teenage wildness. I could see weird steps on the dance floor. People are loud for no absolute reason.

The hair on the back of my neck stood like a pin needle. I could feel many eyes on us as we entered.

My spine shivered at the sight of him. He looked amazing. Has he been working out? Why does he look prettier than girls? Even with makeup, I don't think I can compete with how he looks.

The first thing I want to do is hand over this burden that I have been carrying for days.

He only found more reasons to piss me off. Till I gave him a warning to stay away from me.

I was happy. People were complimenting me. My friends were more than fun to see them out of books. Especially, Ayan, I can't believe he was a friend to me. I have helped him a million times in the library. He looks intimidating but you just need to talk to him to know he is an absolute sweetheart.

Our friendship began with him. Sitting on the floor with several books scattered around him. I just went to collect the books from him but he started pleading to help me with the assignment. Our conversations remain till the doors of the library. This is the rare scenarios he leaves his boys. It would be awkward if it was just me.

Until he started hanging out with the girls to help me set books in the library. He is a pretty boy, but his entire existence represents golden retriever energy. He gets super excited and sometimes furious about silly things.

My girls adore his behavior. It also helps that he is a couple of months younger than us. with his muscles and face, he doesn't match his age.

When he approached us today our eyes brightened. He looked beautiful in all black.

"Ladies, I'm your bouncer for the day. I'll protect you" he said.

"Pretty boy. You need protection." Sarah said behind me.

"She is jealous of me." He cringed.

"Jealous" She scoffed back.

He partially covers his face and points a finger at her saying she is.

We all laughed but he started dancing with us to an upbeat song twirling us around and taking our pictures.

We were having so much fun when we were interrupted. Rohail came with anger flashing in his eyes.

"May I dance with Amara? I hope you don't mind bro."

Seriously, I just told him a few minutes ago to stay away from me. wait...What? Did he just call my correct name? I don't want to dance anymore.

"How are you two friends? He asked. I Don't think it should bother him but I don't want him to judge my friendship with Ayan.

"He is one of the regulars in the library," I replied. I don't want to see his face. It makes me nervous so I focus on the warmth of his hand instead. His hands were not soft but a tad bit calloused. Huge Palms and Long fingers. I was staring for so long that even I felt weird about his beautiful hands.