Dangerous Him.

chapter 1

As I was walking down the hallway, I was thinking of an excuse so that Blaise doesn't do what he has in mind for tonight. Maybe I should tell him that I got my period and he might get disgusted or something, don't get me wrong it's just that my virginity is the only thing that was not taken away from me. In a second, I felt myself hitting something which made me land on my head, no words can describe the amount of pain that I felt when my wound came in contact with the floor, absolutely nothing but then everything became black.

I opened my eyes, seeing nothing but a pair of blue eyes staring at me with such intensity and concern that I bolted right up in panic as soon as my mind registered what had happened. Where am I? I'm not in class obviously, oh my god! What if Blaise is looking for me? I'm going to beaten up pretty bad when we go home, anniversary or not, I'm as good as dead.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" I looked up to the source of this amazingly husky voice and came in contact with the same blue eyes that have been staring at me not a long while ago.

"I-I'm fine, umm sorry but what time is it?" I asked to keep my attention away from this gorgeous guy who seemed aware of my nervousness.

"Last class didn't finish yet. May I ask you about what is bothering you?" His worried eyes never left my face as if examining my reaction.

"It's nothing, really, I just thought that school day is over, because someone might be looking for me." I don't know why but I felt like telling this guy over here everything that's going on with my life .

"Your boyfriend?" He asked.

"Yes." I replied curtly, and he didn't say anything but he did look angry, well well well, I think Blaise hit my head a little too hard.

"I think you should go to the hospital." He took me off guard, I didn't expect anyone to care so much. Not in a million years.

"Why?"

"Well, I didn't bump into you so hard that you would black out for fifteen minutes." His tone was rude and soft in the same time.

"I'm really sorry it's because I already bumped my head hard before and this just made is worse." I frowned as I started feeling the start of a terrible headache.

"I figured, you kind of freaked me out back there." He smiled.

"Sorry." I said shyly.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Apologise."

"Because I should."

"No, nothing went wrong, it was my fault that you fell again."

"I wasn't looking while I was walking."

"I wasn't either."

"You had to skip class."

"And I thank you for that."

"Why?"

"You just happen to be my excuse for skipping it, I didn't want to attend." He said as a matter of fact.

I smiled at him knowing that I lost whatever argument that developed. Moments passed by and neither of us talked. Until...

"How long have you been with him?"

"I'm sorry?" I was hoping that I heard wrong.

"How long have you been with him?" He repeated.

" A month."

"Is it serious?" Honestly, I don't know and what I also don't know is why in the world would he be asking me such a personal question, I don't know even know his name.