Bad Boy Nemo x Y/N (female)

Y/N meets Nemo

Y/N

It was my first day of school, and I already felt unwelcome immediately.

Everyone stared at me, whispering through the hallways.

As i made it to my class, the teacher just had to announce me.

"Students, this is your new fellow classmate, Y/N L/N. Please treat her with as much respect as you do me."

All the girls in the back giggled.

"Y/N, go sit beside Nemo, and be careful, he's a bad influence."

I felt so uncomfortable having to walk near the back, where all the populars were.

And then I saw him.

A tall, hot, sexy, muscular guy.

This must be Nemo...

"Hey baba grill~"

he whispered next to me, leaning forward.

I pushed his face away, then he pulled out a cigarette and lit it in class, kicking his feet up.

"So, you must be Y/N, right?"

I nodded.

"You're kind of cute for someone not from around here, where'd you come from?"

I told him I came from England, and that my parents got a job offer here, that pays a lot more than what they were originally getting.

"That explains the hot accent."

"Okay, so there's going to be a group project with the person you're sitting next to. It will be on catastrophic events, pick one of your choice."

"Guess you're my partner then," Nemo said, writing something down on a piece of paper.

"Here's my address, come over to work on the project later, shortie."

I am not that short.

165 cm isn't that bad for someone my age.

After school, I was looking at the piece of paper, while my sister drove me to the house.

"Take a left. Now another left."

"Stop backseat driving," she whined, "and let me drive!"

When I finally got to the doorstep, I was so nervous.

This neighborhood is pretty shady, I think to myself.

I finally gained the courage to knock on the door.

He opened the door with an emotionless expression, until he noticed who it was.

"Oh, shortie, you're a little early. Too excited, huh?" He said, smirking.

"No, I just like to be early to things," I hissed, "so don't get the wrong idea!"

"Sure, sure. Would you like any tea or something?"

I looked at him in complete disgust.

"Was that because I'm English?"

How could I hate yet love someone that I just met so much??

"Depends on how you look at it," he said, going to the kitchen, "I could've just wanted to be nice, or not. You decide."

After a while, he came back with some cups of tea.

"I didn't know what you like, so I put the sugar there for you to add in."

"Thank you," I said, grabbing the cup.

Bitter, just like him.

After a couple hours went by, we finally finished a quarter of the project.

"Shit, it's getting late, I should get going.."

"let me walk you home," he insisted, "it's a pretty sketchy neighborhood around here, I don't want you getting lost."

"Haven't you done enough already?"

"Would you rather have me by your side or get  kidnapped? Come on, you can borrow my coat since it's a bit cold out."

He opened the door for me, and we headed out.

"so I'll just follow you and keep you safe," he said, putting his arm around me.

I pushed him off as we made a turn.

I finally put on his hoodie, and realised it smells like him.

Smart move.

"So, where do you live?" He asked.

"You'll find out."

After a couple minutes, we finally reached my house.

"Well, goodnight, Y/N."

"Bye."

Before I could say anything about his hoodie, he walked off.

I'll just give it back to him tomorrow, I thought.