128√e98 I love you

It Looks Like a Mouldy Peach

I slowly turn the handle leading into Noah's room, I gulp, I edge my head around the door and almost have a heart attack; he is sprawled across his bed, his duvet tangled up in his legs, and his chest is displayed on full glory. My heart starts to beat a billion times fast, god, this would be so much easier if he wasn't so hot. I pad into his room and stand beside his bed, how should I wake him? Should I shake him? No, no, definitely not! I should just call him, "Noah?" my voice comes out quiet, almost a whisper. I clear my throat and try again,

"Noah"

"Noah" I say sternly

"Noah" A bit louder

"NOAH!" I shout and he bolts out of his bed, his eyes searching the room for the culprit. He sees me, groans and runs a hand through his hair; "Look, just go I'm not going to spend another night with you?" I send him a glare and raise my eyebrow, how many people are going to think I slept with him?! "Don't think just because I slept with you, you now own me" He says tiredly. His ego is genuinely so big it's shocking!

"Please, as if I'd sleep with you. I'm your tutor." I say and watch his reaction go from shocked, to confused, to disbelief. I snigger and he opens his mouth like a goldfish, open, closed, open, closed...

"You're my tutor?" He finally splutters out

"That's what I just said, good to know your ears work" I reply sarcastically

He groans and says, "I'm going to have a shower, wait downstairs, I'll be down in a minute"

I watch him walk into his bathroom, I really want to reply okay Mr. Bossy! But that would just create more problems than solving them. I leave his bedroom and go downstairs, where should I wait? The living room? The kitchen? The dining room? I stand there contemplating my options; I may as well just go into the living room, which seems the most acceptable option. I wouldn't want to go into the dining room and Noah comes downstairs shouting at me for going in there, like it's only for special guests or something.

I see an open door and peek around it and sigh in gratitude when I see that it is in fact the living room. There is a beautiful rug in the middle of the room, on top of which is a glass table. Two sofas are either side and a TV is mounted on the wall above the fireplace. A grand piano is in the corner and various paintings are on the walls. I take a moment to stare in awe before plopping down on one of the sofas and dropping my bag down on the floor. Whoa. I want to send a photo to Im but decide against it, it would be weird if Noah walked in on me taking a photo of his living room.

Speaking of the devil, he comes into the room and sits opposite me. His dark hair is damp and it looks great. I meet his eyes and he smirks.

"What's your name beautiful?" He says in a charming voice, I scoff at his chance to flirt with me and roll my eyes.

"I don't fall for your charm" I reply

"Well fine then" He says his face void of a smile instead replaced with a slight scowl

"My name is Kayleigh," I say

"I don't need to tell you my name, you already know it," His smirk returns

He gets up and gestures for me to follow him, but I stay put, he can't just boss me around!

"Get up" He snaps

"You can't boss me around, you might do it to the whole school, but not me" I say calmly even though his eyes are shooting daggers at me

"I can when you're in my house and don't have the faintest idea of where to go," He points out smugly

"I can just ask..." I start, struggling to recall the person who opened the doors name "your maid" I finish but sadly his smug grin doesn't vanish

"Ah but the maids get Saturday afternoons off..." He says, his grin growing bigger by the minute. Damn it! There goes my comeback. I glance up and see him walking towards me with a blank expression, but I can see a mischievous glint in his eyes, warning me to run. I get up quickly and grab my bag, prepared to run, but he just launches me over his shoulder so that I have a view of his butt. I come to my senses and say loudly "Put me down!"

"Sorry no can do" He says and I can almost sense the smirk on his face.

I've known him for a time span of five minutes, and he's already picking me up. This was not how it was supposed to go.

"Put me down!" I shout and he chuckles, "Kingsley! Put me down!" I shout again

"Don't you like the view of my glorious butt?" He teases and I turn red

I now pray that he doesn't put me down, I reply "It looks like a mouldy peach"

He pretends to drop me and I let out a shriek, but he saves me just before I hit the ground and stands me upright. I sway for a minute, and then send him a glare, but he is already turning around and pulling out a chair to a big desk. I take in the new scenery, more bookshelves surround the room, and one wall is free with big glass doors leading onto a balcony. I then feel his gaze on me and I turn around to look at him.

"Are just going to stand there? Or are you going to tutor me?" He says

I sigh and go to the chair next to him, "Don't boss me around" I grumble

He rolls his eyes and I get out my math textbooks, "So where do we need to start?" I ask him

"At the beginning, duh" He replies sarcastically, and I shoot him a blank look.

"Umm, algebra? I don't really know..." He says embarrassedly, whilst rubbing the back of his neck

I turn to the contents and say "Read through these, when you get to one you don't know, turn to the page and I'll cover it"

"Um, alright"

He reads through and pretty quickly he flicks to a page, on the top is 'finding the percentage of an amount using a multiplier'

I start explaining and then pause and look at Noah, I see him on his phone texting someone and sigh.

"Noah pay attention" I say

"I am"

"No you're not"

"Am"

"Not!"

"Am"

"I'm not having this conversation with you! Your father is paying for this!"

"He could be paying a million pounds and I still wouldn't care" That struck a nerve for me, he should be grateful that he has a father who cares even a little!

"You should!"

"And why's that?" He says finally looking up from his phone and giving me a cold look, I look away being the wimp I am.

"Because...W-well" I begin, trying to say something that wouldn't give away my position,

"I thought so, you're just doing this for money and he's just doing it for his business" He snaps coldly and gets up out of his seat

"Wait!" I shout after him but he slams the door

What should I do now? I don't think he would really appreciate a heart to heart. I may as well just go home, I'll come back next week, maybe he will want to study then, and after all I can't force him to study.

Oooooh! The bad boy has a secret!! As if you can't figure it out already tho... So here is the second chapter. I hope you enjoyed! Next update will be on Thursday hopefully. Tell your enemies!

Thea x