I Found You

♥ Chapter 8

Alyssa Pov

I let my eyes close slowly in satisfaction as he sucked hungrily on my neck. All too quickly he pulled away, and stared at me, I'm assuming, for  some type of reaction. I really didn't have one, so I bit my lip and tore my gaze away. I desperately wanted him to kiss me. To press his pink lips against mines, and for our lips to move against each other in perfect sync, but he didn't.

We hadn't ever talked about kissing, but we did joke around with each other about it. I winced through gritted teeth as I felt over my sore love bite. His eyes travelled from my lips, to my eyes, then down to my neck. 

He cleared his throat cautiously. "Ally?"

 "Jordon Look.." I started slowly. "I have to get to class okay?"

"I guess," I gave him a tight smile, before readjusting my bag over my shoulder. He smiled back sheepishly. Before I could brush past him, he grabbed hold of my forearm. I frowned in reply.

"Alyssa, I'm sorry."

"For what?" I knew what he was apologising for, I just wanted to get it out of him. Hear it from his own mouth instead of my own.

"I-"

"JORDON POOH!"

I rolled my eyes in annoyance hearing the nagging annoying voice ring in my ears. He grunted in disapointment. I tugged my arm away from his grasp and eyed the bitch that we call "Jasmine" marching our way, with a Gucci bag dangling from her forearm. If looks could kill, I'd be dead two times over already.

If you're asking me, she sounds like a choking gerbal, squealing for dear life. Just sayin'.

She sized me up, and rolled her eyes, prying her hands all over Jordon's chest. She licked her crusty lips, and narrowed her eyes into slits at the both of us. I wanted to puke all over her, and ruin that Gucci bag that she always carried around, like she some type of posh celebrity. I took that as my cue to leave.

"Alyssa, we'll talk later OK?"

"Nah, I don't wanna get in between, 'you and her' time." I ran my small hand through my hair.

"It's not what it looks like," He nudged jasmine out of his way and tried to make his way over to me. I backed up, with every step he took. "Alyssa, don't make this more than it is," 

"What the hell are you doing Jordon. Stick to one girl, and if you can't do that...then," I swallowed hard and shook my head trying to place my thoughts together. I had no idea where all this courage was coming from. But I liked it. It made my insides feel better. I urged myself on."Then don't talk to me anymore."

When I said this I could see, almost hear, Jasmine smiling with pride. I could care less about that bitch. I don't need the drama, I already have alot of things that I need to worry about right now. This Jordon love triangle really isn't going to cut it. 

He parted his lips to speak, but I stopped him short by swinging my body around and stalking after my first period class. Fuck Jordon.

Fuck drama. 

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