The bad boy & the church girl. (EDITING)

Chapter 3.*

Chapter 3. Zane's pov.

'Because I wanna know every little thing about you.' I whispered in Camille's ear. She shivered under my touch causing me to smile. Then before my lips could tell my brain what they were doing I leaned down and kissed her cheek softly before pulling back quickly.

I watched closely as her face quickly changed from the perfect paleness it was before to a deep red shade. I could almost feel the anger radiating off of her.

She slowly turned to me, anger oozing from her sweet face. Her face drops when she sees the rest of the class and the teacher staring at us.

I sit up straight remembering that we have an audience. She makes me feel like we're the only two people in the room.

I was broke away from my thoughts of her as a sob escapes her pink lips. I shifted my head in her direction only to see a small tear fall down her rosy cheeks. My first instinct was to apologize and grab her to save her from the hurt I knew I caused.

But before I could sort through my thoughts, she ran out of the room crying.

'Camille, young lady, come back right now!' Mr. Arthur yelled after her. She didnt even slow at the sound of his words. My heart and mind wanted so bad to yell after her. But my lips wouldn't allow it.

So I let my heart control my feet instead. I got up not bothering with my stuff.

I ran out of the classroom and out to the hallway. Blocking out the sounds of everyone calling me back in the room.

The hallway is completely empty.

Damn she's fast.

I forgot she ran.

I hear a door shut in the next hallway over and my feet are on it before I can convince myself to turn around and not care.

I sprint towards the door and out of it but my feet stop when they see what has unfolded in front of me.

Cami is sitting on her knees breaking down and hysterically crying in the middle of the parking lot.

I knew what I did would hurt her, but not this bad.

I walk towards her. Shes not fazed by the noise my leather boots are making on the pavement.

When I'm a foot behind her I stop, feeling my heart pound a million miles a minute in my chest.

'Camille?' Her head shoots up.

She's angry until her hazel eyes meet my blue ones. We just sit there in comfortable silence staring into each others eyes. Then the anger was back. She stood breathed out and strutted towards me.

'What the heck are you doing, Zane?' She spits venomously.

I take a hesitant step forwards, watching her take in my actions.

I slowly wrap my arms around her shoulders bringing her into my large chest. She melts into my arms quickly.

God I missed her.

'Please don't cry Cami. I'm so sorry about what happened in there. My emotions took ahold of me. I didn't think it through and I completely forgot we were in class.'

She pulls away shocked and stares at me with wide angry eyes.

'That's bull.' She states.

'What?'

'You're lying, that's what you do. You're a bad person.' She says bad person while poking my chest.

'You used to curse too. So that makes you a bad person.' I snap, immediately regretting my words.