Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 2 - No one likes a bad personality

Unfortunate for me I got one of Mrs. Willow's intimidating glares because of Weston's little act. I quickly sat on my seat and could still feel her glares on me as she began to teach. Thanks a lot, Weston.

I glared over at him, expecting him to be smirking back at me but his attention was nowhere near me. He didn't even look like he was paying attention in class. He had eye bags under his eyes which I hadn't noticed, as if he didn't sleep a wink last night, and his blue eyes stared more intimidating than sinister. Was he really beaten up by the fact he actually got Isabel pregnant? I mean who wouldn't be?

Though I thought of him to be more chill of the matter than actual worried since he was much carefree even in serious situations. I couldn't help but feel... Happy. He deserved. Who sent him to go sleep with her unprotected?

He should have just kept his dick to himself, but in his case it's easier said than done.

"If you're going to keep staring at me please don't make it so obvious" I paused as I realized I had been so lost in thought that I didn't realize I had been staring at him for so long.

I quickly whipped my gaze away from him, nearly chocking on air. "W-why would I waste my time staring at you when I have much more important things to do?"

He rested his cheek on the palm of his hand, his gaze never leaving mine. "I don't know, you ask me?" He replied simple then gave me a slight smirk. "Maybe you realize just how handsome I actually am"

I snorted. "As if, don't flatter yourself"

He rose a brow with a wide grin then focused his gaze to Mrs. Willow who was still teaching. "Then don't let me catch you staring at me, Henderson" I rolled my eyes and did the same, turned my gaze to Mrs. Willow.

Why do I even bother pondering on the matter? I'm not the one who got her pregnant so it's not my business. Good luck paying child support, Griffin.

The bell finally rang and everyone began grabbing their bags for the next class. I got up from my seat and began putting my things back into my bag. As I reached out for my pencil Weston grabbed it first then began twirling it round his fingers.

"That's mine"

"I know" He smiles. "But aren't you worried about me? Don't you see these eyes bags underneath my eyes?" He tilted his head as he used my pencil to point out his eyes bag's. like I cared.

"No, now give me back my pencil, I'm already late for my next class" I held out my hand annoyed as I waited for him to drop the pencil so I could leave.

He stared at me then pouted like a child. "You're so mean"

I rolled my eyes. "I don't intend on being nice to you"

He sighed before reaching out to give me my pencil but then he suddenly grabbed my forearm then pulled me closer before leaning near my ear. "You should learn to be nicer, no one likes a bad personality you know?" With that he dropped my pencil in my hand before pulling away. "See you, Henderson"

I watched as he walked out the class like he hadn't just raped my ear, and I just stood there. My ear twitched before I clenched my fist with the pencil tightly. I gritted my teeth as I glared at the door. "That annoying bastard" I swung my bag over my shoulder before stomping out the class.