Chapter 10: Goodluck on Monday

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Greyson looked at you and released Justin. He went to you.

Greyson: Are you fine?

You: Yes. Why? What happened?

Greyson: Let's go.

You: Wait-

Greyson pulled you out of the restaurant.

You: Whoa! Wait a minute!! Why are you pulling me?!!

Greyson: Talk later. Get inside. *opens the door of the limo*

You: I won't go inside if you won't tell what happened.

Greyson: Nothing happened. So go inside.

You: What?!

Greyson pulls you to the limo and sat beside you.

You: Tell me what happened!

Greyson: Nothing happened, alright?

Driver: Excuse me sir but where will go?

Greyson: At the carnival in the park.

You: Carnival?? We haven't ate yet.

Greyson: Here. *puts a sandwich inside your mouth*

You: *gets the sandwich and munches* This....is ....good. *gulps* Who made this? *bites some sandwich*

Greyson: Me.

You: *coughs* I don't want some of your sandwich. *gives back the sandwich to Greyson* Maybe you have put some poison in this food. 

Greyson: Poison? Why will I poison my date?

You: Simple. You hate me and I hate you.

Greyson: *scoffs* Only a stupid guy can hate you.

You: Shut up! Wait.. Why are you changing the topic?

Greyson: No I'm not.

You: Yes you are! So let's get back to our topic now, tell me what happened!

Greyson: Why do you want to know what happened back there?

You: I-I have the right to know!

Greyson: No.

You: *steps on Greyson's feet very hard* Tell me.

Greyson: *bites his lip* That hurts!

You: Well, you asked for it.

Greyson: Do you really want to know?

You: Isn't it obvious?

Greyson: Alright. I'll tell you what happened. On one condition.

You: What now?

Greyson: Kiss me in the cheeks.

Your POV:

I punched Greyson at his cheeks. I saw his head turned as I punched him. I glared at him with all my might.

Greyson: Why did you do that for?

You: Perverts need to be punished!

I saw blood from Greyson's nose. Greyson wiped the blood with his hands.

Greyson: Got any handkerchief there?

You: Why?

Greyson: Of course. I have to wipe my nose.

You: I have no handkerchief.

Greyson: So what can I do for this? *shows you his hand with some blood*

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