Dangerous Love

Chapter 8

"And then he winked at me man. Like legit winked at me. Right after dancing to the point of leaving every girl in the room soaking wet, and me hard. But that was a given so no one is surprised." Bambam lets out a dreamy sigh as he recalls his dance coach showing them their routine yesterday.

Lisa laughs at her extremely gay bestfriend, who looked like he orgasmed just from the thought of his coach. "Man you should see yourself, being such a simp for a dude who's like your dad's age."

Bambam gasps loudly, "He's only 5 years older stop with these accusations," rolling his eyes he continues, "you are one to talk anyway."

Lisa's hand pauses as she was putting her book bag in her locker. Raising an eyebrow she questions her friend with a look of confusion, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Please bro, you underestimate me too much if you think I haven't noticed that look on your face. And as if that wasn't enough reason, Ms. Playgirl haven't had one girl in her arms for the last four months."

Lisa blinked her eyes, she never thought she had some changes in her behaviour. She did not even realise it has been that long since she last dated anyone. Hell she most probably would not have even noticed if Bambam hadn't point it out.

"What look? Stop being ridiculous." Lisa says as nonchalantly as she could as she closes her locker and starts moving towards the basketball court, with Bambam following her.

"You can fool those fans and cousins of yours, but as your bestfriend I think I deserve some credit. Like there wasn't a day you weren't talking about your 'goals' a few days back but now you don't even bat an eye even when someone like Cho Miyeon is asking to suck you off behind the bleachers. I'm gay but even I would've folded for her." Lisa frowns as she wonders if he made that up, because she doesn't even remember having such conversation with Miyeon.

"She asked for help in economics." Lisa says in such a serious tone Bambam bursts out laughing.

"Bitch she's not even a business major. And which cheerleader asks for help to an athlete like you anyway. You are notorious for failing every classes." Lisa catches the ball Kai passes her.

"You are making it sound like I'm some nepo kid." Lisa dribbles away to shoot the ball in the hoop and successfully avoids saying anything about those 'looks' Bambam thinks she has been having lately. While sure her interests in girls have lessen quite a bit, she was not having any looks. And she will make sure it remains that way.

Who was she kidding?

It was almost like she has turned straight with the way no girl was looking appealing to her. The only girl who can make her feel something at this point, was a brunette with cat eyes, with whom she had an argument with a while back. The said brunette hadn't even replied to her last three messages.

Lisa looks around the dimmed room filled with adults who still thinks they are some teenagers with no responsibilities on their shoulders. Mostly because the latter part was true, to get into their University you'll either need to have an excess amount of knowledge or excess amount of money. And she was sure none of these people had much brain to them. But Lisa cannot exactly complain, she herself had privileges which she was not proud of.

"Baby, I missed you so much." Like a leach Nancy stuck onto her and abruptly started kissing her neck. Lisa was sure this was some sort of sexual harassment.

Grunting, Lisa swatted her hand, making Nancy loose her hold on her. "Get lost."

"Baby don't be like this! I know you are not in a good mood, maybe I can take some of those stress off."  Nancy was too drunk to care about the little self respect she had on the first place. Her hand travelled from Lisa's hard stomach to her crotch as she made a sudden grab of her dick.