Mr. Player

Chapter Fifteen - He Makes Me Play Truth or Dare

Chapter Fifteen - He Makes Me Play Truth or Dare

"Blue,"

"Pink,"

"Blue,"

"Pink,"

"Blue,"

"Pink,"

"Ugh," I groaned inwardly. "Blue and that is the final decision," I said firmly.

I studied his profile, amusement portrayed through his face. He was enjoying this. Arguing. We had been doing this repetitively for the past five minutes, back and forth. At this moment in time we were trying to decide what colour is best to have little baby Annabelle wear. Brooks is so demanding of pink, maybe because he wants to disagree with my every choice.

"Why do you want pink so much anyway?" I sighed. "Perhaps it has something to do with your sexuality." I smirked knowing what path I was taking with my words.

His head cocked up as he examined me. "What do you mean?" He questioned.

"If this was the easiest way for you to tell me then I get it. I won't judge you." I tried not to break a smile as I spoke.

"Al, I'm not gay." He said catching onto my drift. He was raking his eyes over the rest of the class to see if they could hear us.

"Brooks it's okay. I understand it's hard for you but I promise we can get through this. I will not judge you based on your sexual orientation." I continued and he was getting frustrated. This was his weak spot.

"We are not seriously discussing my sexual orientation in front of a baby." He wanted to ditch this conversation fast but I was only just beginning.

"You need to let it out, step out of the closet."

"Teddy, trust me, I'm not gay." There was a cocky tone to his words, now he was smiling as if he had the upper hand.

"You don't have to be afraid anymore, I get it." I added.

His smirk was more apparent as he raised his eyebrows. "How about you come over tonight and I'll show you just how straight I am."

Almost instantly I blushed at his words, I knew exactly what he was implying which made me smile. He took a step closer to me and I took one back, this continued until my back was firmly against the wall of the class room. Brooks leaned in to whisper in my ear, his hot breath tickling my bare skin. "Brooks; 100. Al; 1"

He leaned back out to see my reaction, my eyebrows were knitted and my lips were pursed into a thin line. "And where exactly did I get my point?" I questioned him.

"When we were in the forest, for your birthday. I can show you exactly," with each word he itched closer to me, almost impossibly close. "How you made me feel." This deep, seductive words mingled in with the overall classroom chatter made his words more effective.

Keep it together Alex, you can still win.

I placed my hand on his upper thigh and I watched as his eyes rolled back in satisfaction. "Advantage one" I said, pushing him out of the way with a smirk.

"Speaking of that day, so much for your words of 'No more meet ups' yet you show up at my house and stay for dinner, hours after." I remarked.

"You are a hard person to stay away from." He said with such honesty which made me compelled to actually believe his words.

"T-Thank you." I stammered which made him smile.

"You don't receive compliments often, do you?" He questioned but we both know that he already knew the answer.

"I never got them, until I met you..." I trailed off, slightly embarrassed.

"Do you believe me when I say it?" He questioned me with an eyebrow raised.

I shook my head, "No."

"I think this is the part where I'm supposed to break out in song singing, What makes you Beautiful." He whispered in my ear, I could feel myself shudder as I chuckled.

"That would be a sight to see." I said and while he was distracted with his own thoughts, I dressed Annabelle up in a blue play suit.

Brooks: 100; Alex: 2.

"Why do you always call me Brooks?" He asked me. I was examining Annabelle's behaviour as a part of the task for today's lesson. My body hunched over the bench, in my peripheral vision I could see Brooks placing his hand beside mine, his body curled to the form of mine so we weren't touching but we were close to it.