Kenan Yildiz - Ex

Chp. 4

I put on my confident smile and step inside with Arda by my side. My eyes immediately scan the dimly light room, but I don't see him.

I don't see Kenan anywhere. Me and Arda greet his teammates, and I catch up with some of them. "Where's Kenan?" I ask one of his teammates. He just looks at me and shrugs.

Arda then suddenly pulls me against him by my waist. I look at him confused and he tells me to look left. I look to my left, trying not to make it obvious. He was staring at me. Staring directly at me. I feel Arda squeeze my waist.

I avoid eye contact with Kenan and turn my back to Kenan.
What was that look? He looked so... angry? Annoyed?

"Is he angry?" I whisper into Ardas ear. "Definitely. I told you he would lose his mind, just a matter of time when he'll pull you away from me." Arda whispers into my ear with a grin.

"You think he will?" I whisper into his ear as I place my hand around his neck. "Is that even a question?" Arda says sliding his own hand a little lower down my waist. I give Arda a satisfied smile at his answer.

"What are you doing here?" I hear the all too familiar voice say from beside me. I turn my head to his direction but only see his collar. Since he was taller than me, I had to look up to see his face but even still I couldn't quite read his expression, but it was obvious he was mad, his eyebrows furrowed.

"To celebrate your teams, win..." I say squinting my eyes, daring him to speak but, of course he wasn't intimidated. I feel Arda tightening his grip on my waist, telling me not to back down. Kenan then goes to step in front of me blocking Arda out.

"Why are you here with him?" Kenan says sharp, making me gulp. He quickly glances at Arda as if he was trash. I can see him try to control his facial expression as his anger grows after he notices Ardas hand wrapped around my waist. I feel this weird satisfaction go through my body at his disgusted look.

I look at him annoyed before I answer him. "He invited me... Problem?" I say with a slight snarl in my voice. The snarl in my voice pisses him off even more and he takes a step towards me, towering over me.

I see his hands turn to fists by his side as his jealousy slowly creeps out. He looks at Arda once again his expression one of pure disgust and anger telling him to back off.

"Yes, I do have a problem with you being with him." Kenan says straightening his back and looking down at me, the dim lighting showing his sharp facial structure.

"And why's that Kenan? You broke up with me." I say scrunching my face in annoyed confusion as I look at him intensely and roll my eyes. He takes another step towards me now standing right in front of me, leaving almost no space between us.

"Leave. Fuck off. She's mine." Kenan snarls to Arda. I feel Ardas hand slowly withdraw from my waist. I want to pull Arda back, but I don't want to look away from Kenans challenging gaze and let him win. Win, whatever was going on cause at this point I didn't know what was going on either.

"It's a problem. 'Why', doesn't matter." Kenan says low just so I can hear it over the music. I finally find the courage to look away from his burning gaze in search of Arda, but Kenan quickly stops my search.

"Look at me. Give me your attention! Don't look at him, look at me." He says firm forcing me to look at him by turning my face by my chin in an aggressive movement. "Give me your full attention. Forget about him, focus on me."

His words aren't as aggressive as I had expected, coming out somewhat pleading but I'm no fool. He's only trying to trick me, get me under his spell again. But I don't care if his words are genuine or just a spit of possessiveness either way, I feel my angry towards him disappear.

The anger I had held for him since we broke up but all it took was a few words for it to disappear.

"Focus on you? Why would I focus on you?" I say disgusted as I try to hide my true feelings for his words. His body moves closer to mine, touching me and I instinctively take a step back.

I didn't notice until now but my hands are sweating as I brush them against my dress. He takes a step closer, creating no distance between us.

Silence. Well not really, the music was still playing but we somehow ended up in the hallway, so the music was still playing but was muffled. Why isn't he answering me?

I force myself to look up from his chest and meet his gaze. He looks right back at me like he was waiting. Waiting for me.

"Focus on me. Forget about everyone else." He whispers leaning down, our faces centimeters apart. My eyes falter from his eyes to his lips that for some reason look extra tasty right now.

"What are you doing?" I whisper involuntarily, my voice coming out shaky. I don't have to admit that I like how he's behaving, he already knows, and it sickens me that I do.

His long fingers wrap around my chin and slightly lifts it, forcing the distance between our lips to become smaller. I let my eyes rest on his, his eyes showing an emotion I rarely see from him. Care. But that quickly changes. Like everything else good about him.

"Making you focus on me." He whispers as he lets his nose brush against mine. Completely hypnotized buy him I let my lips graze his. "You know what that dress does to me Bella. And seeing you with Arda."

He says placing his hands on my hips. I want to let him keep his hands on me. I want to let him stay close to me, but I also want to keep my self-respect. I need to get him off me, have to.

"Get of me." I say coldly, as I remove his hands from my hips. He looks at me with an amused expression and raises his eyebrows. "I'm being serious Kenan. Get of me."

He dosent fight back and removes his hands from my body but doesn't move away.

"Why are you being so cold suddenly?" He says in a mocking tone. "Come on Bella... don't be like that... you want this too..."

He says lightly grazing his fingertip on my bare shoulder. It doesn't take much time for goosebumps to form under his light and tantalizing touch.

He takes a hold of my shoulder, not too hard but hard enough to let me know he is getting what he wants whether I like it or not. He leans closer to my neck whispering into it.

"Just let me.. let me be your focus.. just for tonight..."

He whispers into the crook of my neck his voice soft with a hint of possessiveness.

Am I really letting him do this right now?

Yes...

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Sorry if this was disappointing😭
And sorry it took so long, school started and I kinda forgot about it....

Please don't question how they ended up in the hallway...