"Aura! Fuck. Can't you speak a little low," Adrian hissed and OH. GOD. Everyone in the classroom was looking at us. Thank to God, the teacher wasn't inside the class otherwise we were gone case today.
Xander heard it too. Shit.
"I'm sorry," I spoke to Addy and he nodded his head, "It's not like I haven't fucked more than half of the girls present in this class."
I laughed, yes, that's so right.
Perks of having him as my bestfriend, I know how every other girl in our classroom actually is.
Teacher entered inside the class, grabbing our attentions and we got involved back to our studies.
~
Adrian dropped me home. I made sure not to hug him at school, but why would I not hug him when we're alone? Who the fuck is Xander to order me and follow it everywhere. So, yeah, we shared a tight hug before he left for his home.
Although I doubt he will drive himself to his home, he doesn't actually consider that house as his home.
I spent my rest of the evening involved with my books. At night, I finally slipped inside my blanket after having dinner with Mum and Dad.
Dinner nights are actually the best, when it's with the complete family. It's pretty boring when Dad is outside for some business trips.
I held my phone and finally opened my Instagram after a long day.
And the first thing I noticed was, notifications.
Follow request from Xander_GraysonShould I accept it?
Should I?
Should I?Blue eyes. Oceanic deep.
I clicked on Accept gave him a follow back, I need to stalk my enemy too.
My request got accepted within a minute and I gasped, was he using his phone?
I went through his profile.
His profile picture was a candid shot of him by the ocean, his blue eyes matching the vast expanse of water behind him.
The first post was a breathtaking photo of a sunset, the sky ablaze with colors. The caption read, "Chasing the horizon."
Well, to his followers — he is no more chasing horizons. Xander Grayson is chasing me now and I absolutely hate it.
I scrolled further down, finding more glimpses into his life. There was a picture of him hiking, the rugged terrain contrasting with his easy smile — okay, he smiles too. Another shot showed him at a cozy coffee shop, a book in hand and a look of deep concentration on his face. The caption read, "Lost in another world."
Lost in my world - to his followers again.
The next post made me pause. It was a black-and-white photo of a guitar resting against a weathered chair. And the caption was nothing but a red heart emoji.
I hadn't pegged Xander for a musician or a guitarist, but the idea of him strumming away on a guitar added another layer to his already charming and intriguing persona tha— shut up, shut up Aurora. He is not charming at all.
My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts.
And fuck. Xander's name flashed on the screen.
I gulped and opened his chat.
Xander : Hugged him again, princess?
What the fuck? He saw us. He saw us. No he cannot. He is just asking me. Do I need to reply. Why should I? He just asked me to accept his follow request right?
Xander : I saw you both hugging each other outside your home. Should I confront Adrian, he is sitting right infront of me in the same club as mine, crashing his mouth against some blonde!
Fuck.
Aurora : He is my bestfriend. We know each other since childhood ! What the hell problem do you have if I hug him or if he holds me?
I needed to tell him this. I would have yelled right infront of his mouth when he had said me this thing in that empty classroom. Why the fuck am I not able to speak anything to him when we come face-to-face?
My phone buzzed.
Xander : I'll allow no man around you, princess. Is this not enough that I'm allowing you both to sit together or talk about your sexual kinks? Huh?
Sexual kinks. Yeah right. He knows. He heard us. He is not crazy, Aurora. You are. What was the need to shouting that out loud?
Xander : Okay. Just because I'm trusting you. You can hug him, but you owe me one? What say?
What the—
I owe him one.
What for?
Aurora : Dickhead.
My phone buzzed immediately.
Xander : Yeah, I'll give you that too, princess. Soon.
I rolled my eyes. Fucking bastard. I threw my phone on the table and closed my eyes, no one disturbs me now. No fucking one.
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The blaring sound of my alarm jolted me awake, and I groaned as I fumbled to turn it off. Morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across my room. It was the third day of our final year, and despite the curiosity from yesterday, I was feeling anything but enthusiastic, hoping that the day goes good.
Dragging myself out of bed, I shuffled to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, hoping it would jolt me into some semblance of wakefulness. I brushed my teeth and pulled my hair into a messy ponytail before slipping into my uniform.
I descended the stairs, and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me, lifting my spirits slightly. Mum was in the kitchen, humming softly as she flipped pancakes.
"Morning, Aurie," she said with a warm smile, using the nickname my brother had always called me.
"Ready for another day of senior year?"
I grabbed a mug and poured myself a cup of coffee, taking a deep sip before responding. "Barely. I think I need another hour of sleep."
Mamma chuckled. "You'll survive. Besides, it's your last year. Make the most of it, honey."
"Yeah, yeah," I replied, reaching for a pancake and adding some syrup. "Yesterday was interesting, though. We had a debate in Miss Claire's class."
We talked about classes while I scarfed down the rest of my pancakes and finished my coffee, feeling more awake and ready to face the day.
Grabbing my backpack, I gave Mum a quick hug. "Thanks for breakfast. See you later!"
"Have a great day, princess," she called after me as I headed out the door.
"Heyyy Addy!!!" I hugged him more tightly this time because, fuck Xander Grayson.
"Heyy, princess," I stepped inside his car, opening the passenger's door for me and I gasped when my eyes met those blue eyes.
"Oh- I forgot to tell you, we've a company today, Auraa!"
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