Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter LVIII - Theory of Don'ts

Chapter 58

JAMIE: 

I pulled away with eyes wide as saucers and stare at him with my mouth forming an 'o'. It wasn't long before the chills and the effects of the bliss left my system but still, my heart can't seem to calm its pace. 

And before I knew it, I was craving for more of those kisses. 

Instead of thinking about it, I began to think against it. I don't want another kiss. I don't want his lips against mine. I don't want him to caress my cheek. I want him to get away from me. But then again, the heart overpowers the brain in this scenario. So instead of the usual outburst, I began to form small yet understandable sentences. 

"Why did you kissed me?" I whispered in a shocked tone. I pictured Greyson with a calm yet nervous expression as he scratch the back of his neck. But in reality, his expression mirrors mine but in a more shocking way. 

"Well, why did you kissed back?" He exclaims in an uneven tone. 

I was taken back. "E-Excuse me?" 

"Of course, that could've been one-sided if you hadn't kissed back. That kiss wouldn't deepen if you weren't responding." He accused. 

"Now this thing is my fault?!" 

"Now that you said it, yes. This is all your fault." He concluded with a confident mock smile plastered on his face.

"You're the one who kissed me!" 

"You opened up the topic of kissing your ex , thus, provoked me from kissing you."

"But you kissed me first. I didn't ask to be kissed, Chance. It was your stupid move so don't go blaming it on me."

"That could've been my mistake, but may I remind you for responding and deepening that freaking kiss? Concluding that this---he points to himself then to me---is clearly your fault." He ended with light scowl on his face. "Objections? I think none."

I stare at him with mixed emotions. Actually, I don't even know what to feel. I'm equally pissed, sad, furious, frustrated but most of all hurt. I was hurt. No. I am currently hurting inside. For starters, I want to cry but I can't. I wanted to scream and shout at his face, but sadly, I can't. 

"You know what? This is all your fault. If you didn't lie to me about everything then I could've been with Wesley. I could've been happy all these time than wasting my tears for you. Plus, I blame myself for even falling for your stupid trap. Yes, I am hurting. And it's all because of you and your freaking attitude. I freaking hate that you entered my life, Chance!" 

But sadly, I didn't say that. 

Instead, I slowly nodded in understanding and licked my lips. "I can never win when it comes to these things, can't I?" I weakly smiled and agreed. "Okay, this is my fault. It's always my fault, right? I blame myself for thinking...no...wanting you back the past months. Clearly, that's not what you want." 

Greyson leaned back on the chair and made no response.

"If I could turn back time, then I'd stop myself from meeting you. If we didn't met, then this wouldn't have happen. But it happened. It's done. It can't be changed." Greyson's face soften but his eyes still glued to the ground. 

"I'm sorry." He whispered. 

"Drop it." I waved my hand in dismissal. "Let bygones be bygones." 

A long awkward pause...

"Well..." I cleared my throat and clasped my hands together. "This is gonna be awkward for the two of us. And due to our friends, we can't keep on acting like everything's okay whenever we get together. I mean, all I wanted is this....us to be just normal friends."  "