Nerdalicious

Chapter 13: Wanna fight?

Chapter thirteen: Wanna fight?

Chase’s P.O.V

Of course I didn’t tell Evelyn the part about the bet because it would ruin the whole purpose, but boy did I get an earful from her. She started ranting on about how she reluctantly tried to trust me and blah, blah, blah. I just sat there and watched how her light blue eyes seemed to ignite and make her hair burn a brighter shade of red. She looked breathtakingly beautiful despite that fact that she was telling me off. When she finally ran out of steam and was breathing heavily and looked like she had nothing else to say, I leant forward and wrapped a wavy piece of hair around my finger while saying,

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I won’t do it again. By the way, has anyone ever told you how sexy you look when you’re mad?”

Her jaw dropped and she just blankly stared at me for a few moments before throwing her hands up in the hair before covering her face with them.

“Ugh, why are boys so fucking irritating?” she asked what I'm guessing to be herself.

“Well why are girls so distracting?” I asked in return; loving how I could tick her off easily.

“LMV,” she muttered while giving me the finger.

“Gladly; open wide,” smirking, I prodded her legs slightly.

“You douchedick, I’m not a slut and will never give you an invitation to stick your head between my legs,” she muttered angrily; pulling her hands away from her face.

“Ooh, nice variety of wording you got there,” I commented instead, ignoring the rest of her statement.

“No wonder you only get dumb girls. It’s hard to uphold a decent conversation with you before you turn it another direction.”

“No wonder you don’t get guys, you’re too hard of a lay,” I bit back.

“Do you honestly want to go there?” she asked with a threatening tone.

“Why not? No one else will anyways.”

“I find it funny that all you can taunt me with is about my sex life. Sadly, I'm not as active as you because I actually don’t want to catch STD. Wait, you probably already have it,” she said in a sickly sweet voice.

“I’ll have you know that I use protection and I have not caught that horrible disease.” I defended myself.

“You sure? Or is that erectile dysfunction the only thing helping you avoid it?” tilting her head to the side she asked.

“Oh hell no. You didn’t just say what I think you said.” I said as warmth flooded my neck.

“Aww, are you blushing? At least now I know someone who’s a heavy supporter of Viagra.” By now my eyes were bulging out of my sockets and I was close to smacking her. I may have morals, but this girl is really testing to see how far she could go before breaking them.

“Are you fucking kidding me? I don’t need no damn pill to help me get an erection, you stupid bitch.”

“I think you’re confusing me with the girls you get laid because I sure as hell ain’t no stupid bitch.....hmmm...I wonder if they know about your sorry case. You probably have to take one in the morning so it enlarges by the time you’re ready to get it on.”

“Now I know what I said was harsh but do you need to fucking bring my penis into it? Are you seriously that bitter?”

“Bitter? More like stress free. I don’t need to worry about small sized guys like you when there are tons of guys lusting to have me in their bed. To be honest, you’re the least of my worries,” she said nonchalantly picking at her nails.