The Bad Boy's Girl

Chapter Thirty-Three

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⊱✿⊰A N A S T A S I A ⊱✿⊰

"So..." Sebastian starts as we finished eating ice cream. I placed the dishes onto my night stand beside my bed. I turned my attention to him, "Have you thought about the college situation in New York?" He asked.

"I have... and I even spoke to my grandma about it." I told him, as his eyes was staring into mine. "She told me I should go for it.. That this will always be my home. Besides I'll just be in college for four years. I heard it's hard to get into college in New York. So it makes me want to accept it more, but I have no idea if I even want to go all the way to New York, when my family is here." I said.

"Well, how would you get there? Where would you go? How are you going to pay for it?" He kept asking me a lot of questions.

"Relax... I been saving up for it, besides with the allowance your mom gives me, I have been saving that. I'd get there by flying."

"If you're going, when would you leave?" He questioned. 

"After summer." I told him, as I saw some emotion in his eyes, "Don't worry! I can always visit!" I teased a little. 

"Why can't you go to college around here?" He asked. I don't really understand why he even cares so much? I'd think he'd be happy for me to leave.

"I don't know.." I told him with a frown. "No colleges really stood out to me." 

"What can change your mind?" He asked.

"I-I don't know... I don't think anything really." I told him, "After the conversation with my grandma it made me sort of wanted to go." 

"Anastasia! Sebastian! Get your asses down here!" I heard Mrs. Pierce faint yells from downstairs. I looked at Sebastian as I knew we are in trouble. We both made our way downstairs, before entering the living room.

"Phones." She said, holding out her hand.

"Seriously?" Sebastian asked, as I put my phone in her hand, he ended up putting his phone also in her hand. "Another thing." She said, here we go, "Why did I get a phone call from the school that you both skipped school?" This time... it was my fault.

"We-" I cut Sebastian off, "It was my fault, Clair..." I looked down at my shoes, "A-At lunch... Ethan was pressuring me into skipping the rest of the day... he wouldn't take no for an answer." I ended up explaining everything to her as I was fighting the urge to cry. Shockingly, instead of her yelling, she pulled me into a hug. "Movie night and I'll order in some pizza." She said, after pulling away. "And Sebastian. You're joining us, so don't run away." 

After she left the room, I turned my attention to Sebastian, as he already was staring at me, "What?" I asked, crossing my arms. I felt my heart race as he got closer, bringing his hand up, pulling a strand of hair behind my ear as he rest his hand on my cheek. "I'll never let anyone else hurt you." He says, as he came down, our faces inches from each other's.

"S-Sebastian.." I said low, as his softly pressed his against mine. I was shocked and surprised at the same time. I felt my eyes shut as I kissed him back, feeling a dolt of electricity run through my body, feeling those butterflies again. He deepened the kiss as he grabbed my waist, pulling me to his body. Placing my hands on his upper chest, as I was now on my tippy-toes. 

Just then we was interrupted by a throat getting cleared, causing us to pull away fast. I felt my cheeks heat up. "You guys want to go get a room when you do that?" She hums, with her arms crossed.

"Sorry... won't happen again." I quickly say, as I was embarrassed. We all got comfortable on the couch. We spent sometime searching and agreeing on a movie.

After some hours past, we ate and was now watching different movies. Mrs. Pierce was laid out on the other side of the couch, while Sebastian was to the right of us, sharing a Blanket with me. It's dark in the living room besides the tv bringing in the light. I felt Sebastian's finger grazing across the back of my hand, before it found it's way into my hand, as he interlocked our finger together. I felt my cheeks heat as I stared hard at the tv. 

I don't understand what we are... friends don't know kiss each other.

⊱✿⊰S E B A S T I A N ⊱✿⊰

I have no idea what the fuck I am doing... one thing I can say is this girl has no fucking idea what she's doing to me. I have to change her mind about going to New York, but I have a high doubt that I should just let her go. But the thing is, why the fuck do I suddenly care for a female? Why do I feel a certain way of the thought of her going to New York? I hate the effect she has on me. The fact I am holding her hand, I never hold a females hand. I know deep down she's mine. She's always been mine even if she doesn't agree. 

I hate the fact I have feelings for her. I never felt this way towards any females. I haven't even fucked a female in three weeks for crying out loud! On prom night it was taking my every insides not to rip that goddamn dress off her and fuck her right there and then. She looked so sexy and way too innocent in that damn dress. 

My mind was replaying back to when we was on her bed, eating ice cream. The way she was eating that ice cream. Watching her suck the spoon made me wonder how her mouth would have felt around my di- "Sebastian." Her soft voice whispered, as she was giggling, I looked over at her as she was looking at my mother, who was snoring. 

"Now's our chance to escape." I whispered in her ear. She slowly looked over at me with her big hazel-brown eyes, as I took off the blanket, standing up. I extended my left hand out to her as she looked over at my mother. She then placed a hand into mine, getting up. I took us to her room. I wanted- no I needed her. 

When we entered her room, I closed the door. "When do you think we'll get our electronics back?" Her soft voice spoke up. Is that what she's worried about? I turned around, as I realized she wasn't behind me. She was sitting on her bed.

"I have no idea." I told her, as she stared at me. I really want to know what she's thinking about. "What are you thinking about, Ana?" I asked, as I made my way to her bed and sat down on the edge. 

"Nothing." She said, as she rubbed her upper arm. Something is bothering her. I narrowed my eyes at her, silently. She sighed as she asked, "Sebastian.. what are we?" I was definitely not fucking prepared for that question.

"What do you mean, what are we?" I asked her, she stared at me for a couple seconds before shrugging. 

"I-I-I don't know. You kissed me downstairs, then proceeded to hold my hand when we was watching the movie." She points out. 

"We're friends." I told her, as I watched her look away with a frown, before speaking up, "But friends don't kiss." Is she wanting more? 

"Ana... if you want more. I can't do that. I'm not capable of love. I can't love. I don't want to hurt you." I tell her.

"Sebastian... everyone can love." She softly says, as she looked into my eyes, "You just have to believe in yourself." 

"It's not that easy, Ana!" I raised my voice a little, "Besides, we can't be together, we are two different people, and you're leaving for New York in several months." 

"So then why do you do what you do, if we're two different people?! Why do you bother hanging out with me, give me mixed signals! For crying out loud, Sebastian. Even bother kissing me?! Kissing might not be a huge deal to you, but news breaker, Sebastian. It is for me!" Instead on talking to her, I stood up and left her room.