Desire {Christian Delgrosso Fanfiction}

E.

Christian shivered in his place, looking way too uncomfortable. He blushed, turned his gaze away from me as my last words escaped my mouth and he stared at the ground. He seemed to be feeling anxious and by my point of view, he looked like he regretted this whole conversation but I knew he actually enjoyed it. Christian always enjoyed it more when he won the argument but this time, he had not won. And I think that led him to that expression of his.

On the other hand, I did not feel sorry, not even a little bit. I was waiting to hear a response after my suggestion but Christian looked to be absent minded. I doubted he would reply.

"Sup guys? Hope you're not arguing again!" Justin yelled from upstairs while he was walking through the corridor to come to us.

Once he reached us, I smiled at him ready to leave the room and leave those two alone. "Not at all." I stated, pretending that everything was fine and in fact, everything was okay for me. I wasn't sure about Christian but I would probably never figure. And I didn't want to, I guess.

I had prepared myself to leave, there was no point in staying there more. Once I reached for the door, Justin stopped me. "You leaving?"

"Obviously" I said in a duh expression, trying not to roll my eyes this time. "I'm gonna walk home if that's what you're going to ask."

"But you live kind of far away, don't you?" Christian asked, looking at me.

"What do you care?" I looked at him, irritated because I thought he wanted to mock me again or something.

"I can take you home..." He replied simply, shrugging his one shoulder softly.

I widened my eyes, surprised, because I actually believed that for a moment but then I watched him laugh like an idiot.

"Ha! I'm kidding...obviously." He made fun of me and I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore him and stormed out without even saying 'bye' to Justin.

I started walking home, as fast as I could. I never cared about anything he said but this time, I was upset for an unknown reason. I am a tough cookie, but that doesn't mean that he has the right to act like that towards me all the time. Well, I wasn't any better than him, I admit, but in my opinion, things started to get really personal by the moment I felt offended, upset or even sad. That was my breaking point. But I was willing to give him much more of this, if that was what he liked. I didn't mind getting meaner or ruder as long as Christian would realise who he's messing with.

I kept on walking faster and faster as I was upset after that. I took out my earphones and put on some of my music to relax a bit because honestly, there was no reason to be upset, was there?

I turned the volume up so I couldn't hear anything else outside my earphones. As I continued walking, I had slowed down my steps now, a golden car was passing by close to me and I paused my music in an attempt to listen to the car's engine so that I could understand whether it would stop or leave because it was riding way too slow. God knows what pervert that could be. Or maybe it was someone who needed to ask something, I tried to be positive about it. Once I paused my music, I turned my head to watch the car and all I saw was Christian. He stopped the car and opened the window.

I rolled my eyes this time, I could not hold it back. "Isn't it over yet? You have more?" I growled at him while he was staring at me.

"I want to apologise, okay?" He confessed, sighing.

"Hm, no, no, you don't. You're here to throw shade at me again." I raised a brow, watching him.

"(Y/N), trust me, I'm not here for this. I'm sorry.." He mumbled under his breath.

"Just go away.." I turned around and started walking again, avoiding him as I started putting my earphones back in my pocket.

He started the car and soon enough, reached me again. "(Y/N) can you get in the car so we can talk like normal human beings please?"

I ignored him, didn't even turn around to look at him.

"Stop being childish.." He groaned and now I was mad.

"I'm the one who's being childish? Not you?" I furrowed my brows, giving him a 'seriously' look.

"Just get in the car!" He yelled at me but immediately eased his eyes and pleaded me "Please, (Y/N), I'm really sorry..."

I stopped walking for a minute. I didn't turn to look at him. I closed my eyes for a moment and breathed. Was he for real? He's the one who started all these, the whole hating thing, the 'mean comments', the intense sarcasm between us, the 'I hate everything about you' relationship.

What was I supposed to do now? Let me be honest; I wasn't totally sure that he was being serious or that he was telling the truth. This could easily be one of his 'jokes', as if it was funny in any way.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!" I barked at him as I turned and met his eyes.

"Fine, if that's what you want. My bad for trying to reason with someone like you." He exclaimed and kept staring at me like he was expecting me to say something.

I didn't want to say something, really. I didn't think there was something I could say. Well, okay, there were many things I could say but I didn't want to.

"I'm leaving!" Christian said as it was a warning.

"Okay, bye." I fake smiled at him and nodded as a 'bye' again.

He didn't drive away yet; he stared at me constantly.

"By the way, if you really wanted to leave, you would have done so. All I see is you sitting there, staring at me." I stated and smirked proudly once I noticed him bite his lips anxiously.

Christian got out of the car quickly and approached me. I eyed him suspiciously but didn't take any steps away from him since I was ready to face anything he wanted to say or do.

"Listen, (Y/N), I sincerely apologise..." Christian started off but I stopped him.

"Oh, knock it off with the formalities. Besides, to be honest, I don't really believe that you-" I was going really strong with all the ranting and I had more to say but he cut me off by kissing me.

Christian pressed his lips against mine and kissed me like he always wanted to do that. I didn't fight back for some reason and he pulled back after a moment or two.

"feel sorry about anything..." I exhaled mumbling, continuing my ranting for only a second. I made eye contact with him and he looked like he was saying 'do you believe me now' and truth be told, I did believe him now. His kiss was convincing and after all, that couldn't be fake, right?

"Now get in the car and let me take you home." Christian smiled genuinely and walked back to his car, waiting for me.

I sighed and followed, got in the car. He started driving and I didn't say anything during the ride. He didn't talk either and I couldn't tell why. Was he feeling weird about the kiss? He did it, not me. Was he upset or anything? But then again, since when did I start to care about Christian? Why the hell would I care? I mean..that wasn't my type, it was definitely not something I would do under normal circumstances.