Chapter 3

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Veralina's POV

I was slowing falling for him. I knew it. But I shouldn't be. I can't. But somehow I still am. He was going to use me then dump me. I mean, he has done it to so many other girls why would I be any different?

I glanced at the clock and saw it was already nine. I had to be at the studio by ten.

"Kieran? I have to leave soon. For work. Do you mind being alone?" I asked.

He shrugged, "It'd be much better with you but I think I'll survive."

I grinned then kissing his cheek I ran upstairs.

I showered in a surprising ten minutes before getting out. I put on my favorite pair of white short shorts with a flowy white and blue tank top that was cropped to just above my belly button.

I dried my hair and brushed my teeth before looking at myself in the mirror. Deciding I was good I walked downstairs. Kieran wasn't any where down here so he was probably in his room.

I grabbed my keys to my navy blue Artega GT and started to walk to the garage. "Kieran! I'll be back around 2!" I shouted hopefully loud enough he would hear.

"OK!" I heard him yell back so I took that as my cue to leave.

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It was two and I was trying to leave but Devan kept stopping me.

I was pressed up against the wall and he was right in front of me. The position was very uncomfortable unlike when I was with Kieran like this.

"So because you are my girlfriend we are going on a date tonight. Wear something nice, we will be going to a restaurant. I will be there at six to pick you up. Be ready." He commanded me before pulling away and leaving me.

He tried to make another move on me. Almost leaving a hickey on my shoulder. I successfully pushed him away though. Even with his hands gripped so hard around my hios it probably left bruises. But he wouldn't leave me alone until now.

I sighed and sat against the wall. What has my life come to? Tears flowed freely because every time I tried to wipe them away new ones would appear.

I got up off the floor and headed to my car.

I sped home just wanting to relax before I had to start getting ready for this stupid date.

Kieran met me at the door but moved away when he saw my murderous and teary face. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close.

He was hesitant before he wrapped his arms around me and picked me up. He carried me to my bed and laid down with me.

I just stayed still silently crying with him pressed up against me.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked gently pushing more hair away from my face.

I took a shaky breath and tried to stop my tears. "Last year, my Dad set me up with this asshole..." Another deep breath, "We've been dating since but I tried to break it off. Each time I do my Dad and I fight. Last month, I asked my Dad if he would get rid of Devan for me but it didn't go well and we haven't talked since. Today, Devan-" I started to cry again. But in a shaky voice I continued, "He made a move and he was getting too far. I was scared and now he's is forcing me on a date tonight at six."

Kieran looked angry, "You've been leading me on even though you have a boyfriend?"

I quickly shook my head, "Devan, he isn't my boyfriend he is just a set-up asshole who I have no choice but to be with!" I cried out as he started to walk away. "Please, Kieran. Don't leave me..."

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