falling for the Badboy

Twenty two

"Each pair is required to submit their assignments by the end of this week."
I don't even know where my partner is and to be honest, I hope he's not here. I can finish the assignment in two days on my own, working with someone else will probably make the workload heavy. Plus my partner gives me the creeps, I believe he's an alien or something mythical from Pluto.

I get up from my desk since Mr Hart has allowed us to work from anywhere on the school premises during his period. I prefer the library so I decide to go there. I can't see my partner anywhere so it's decided, I'm on my own.

I walk down the not-so-crowded hallway leading to the library. Lexi and her partner decided to work from the cafeteria–which I find weird–and are on their way there.

"Who's your partner?"
God! That voice.

No.

Nope.

He hates me.

"Non of your business."

"Who's your partner Victoria?"

I ignore him and continue walking, I have to stay away from Christian Taylor no matter what. I don't see how liking a guy that stands on the basis of humiliating me every chance he gets is a normal thing. I think I just have weird cells in my brain, the reaction I had to a masked guy who could probably be an axe murderer or even an old man pretending to be young should have been to run away on instinct but no, I decided to talk to him. Am I that lonely?

Am I even lonely?

"You have no partner then. Good. I'm your new partner."

Maybe I'm just really into forbidden things. This guy is the definition of a red zone, but somehow, his words just fluttered me.

Weird.

My partner? Bro I wished you were from the time this project news was out. Now I really think I don't want you to be my partner, I can't deal with your unstable temperature. You blow hot and cold and it's so annoying. One moment you're kissing me, the next you're ignoring me, the other moment you call me pathetic and the next you want me to be your partner. Hell no.

Okay so I just said all that in my head and not to him. I rather he not know that his actions sometimes get me thinking. It's not good for his already inflated ego.

"I have a partner leave me alone."

"Yeah? So Where's he?"

I roll my eyes, Christian Taylor is too full of himself to talk to regular people so what does he want to gain out of this game he's playing with me?

Just as I'm about to walk into the library, he uses my wrist to yank me back to him, my head crushing on his rock hard chest. I flinch, and he notices, I know he does but he keeps his hand firm on my waist to keep me from walking away.

"I'm sorry about the other day."

I look up at him, he's annoyingly tall, I really have to tilt my head up to look at him.

"Which part? Humiliating me infront of everyone there or calling me pathetic? Or just being a jerk in general?"

He smirks at that but says nothing. He's still holding on to my waist for reasons I don't understand. He's said what he wanted to and now he should leave me alone. He leans in, smells my hair and  leaves a kiss on my forehead then walks away.

Just like that.

And I'm left dazzled there for a moment. What the fuck was that? Shit, he's in my head again.

I shake my head to get all Christian thoughts out of it, it doesn't work but at least I tried. I walk into the library, give the librarian a little smile–I'm definitely her favourite–and head straight for my favourite desk at a hidden corner. I hate sharing spaces with others, I have attachment issues, real bad ones so that guy sitting on my spot has just made enemies with the deadliest witch on earth.

I don't mean I'm an actual witch, but I do sell love portions incase you need some. Yeppp. Totally definitely not a witch.

I'm being stupid, I don't own that desk, just like that queen bee girl doesn't own that fucking parking space and just like how Christian Taylor doesn't own the school.

So I'll just find myself elsewhere to sit until he goes. I turn to leave but the guy sitting on my–I mean the desk I love– says something to me without turning around. I obviously didn't hear him because I was thinking of ways to make him dissappear from the face of the earth so that I can have my desk back.

"Uhm, I didn't– did you say something?" I stutter.

"Yes I did, you're fucking late."

Oh.

OH.

It's—alien guy–my partner.

How did he? You know what,nevermind. I don't wanna know why he knows my favourite desk in the library or even why he knows I'd pick the library over the other places in school. It's weird enough that he creeps the shit out of me.

Shit, the desk is a single person desk but he definitely pulled out a chair from another desk because there's two of them, was he really expecting me. Do aliens have mind reading abilities?

"Sit down, I don't have all day."

"Rude." I mutter under my breath.

"You have a problem with that, partner?"

"Oh, uhm, nope. I'll,uhm, sit down, yeah, hmm-hmm, cool?"

He just ignores me. I mean I'd ignore me too. I bring out my notebook and pen from my backpack and he looks at me like I've done the weirdest thing he's ever seen. His focus goes back to his phone, like the few times I've seen him around.

If that's the game he's playing then good for me. I don't need a partner anyway. I bring out my laptop and start my own research–without him.

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