Chapter 11

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Hie my lovelies,
How you doing?

I can't believe I wrote 11 chapters. Yaya. It would not be possible without you amazing people.

This chapter is me being spontaneous. Truth be told this chapter was difficult because I am not much of a clubbing person. If you are below 14 please do not read or do I love a rebel.

Warning:- the chapter below does contain strong language. No smut. I don't think we are ready to go there yet. What do you think?

Please please do leave your comments below it is pivotel for me as we have reached a long long way.

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Lots of positive vibes,
Shannon ♡

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"Don't. Even. I'll break your neck." I said pouting.

I was starting to panic as he approached me like a hunter who knows his prey can't escape. I backed myself to the wall but alas hit the cupboard dropping his trumpet to the ground.

What the hell is a trumpet doing in his office?

Hesitantly, i bent to pick it up and examined it with trembling fingers and kept it in its place.

"I admire your fingering. Maybe you could use it on my other instrument." He said grinning like a 5-year-old.

Great. Musical foreplay, terrific!

He flexed his muscles as he swung his hand and reached out for me but he held it at the back of his head. I was in a daze. I wanted to run away as fast as I could- can.. but my legs were shaky and glued to the end of the wall.

"I'm asking whether you want me to take you by the bus or my motor bike or a cab" He chuckled as he picked up his shirt from the chair and wore his jacket, immediately.

"Fuck." I sighed.

It was the only word I murtured. I was too relieved. When I peeped at him and he had this self satisfied smirk on his face that made every pore of my existence wanted to beat the living shit outta him.

"What were you thinking?" He whispered as he smirked and ogled me.

"That you're an idiotic arse of a person." I sighed as i shook my head from side to side.

"Oh thank you, Gee. I've heard worse." He wiggled his eyebrows up and down. "So... what is it going to be?"

"I have a ride. If she isn't there, I can find my way back home. I'm a big girl." I snapped.

"Y'know it's better you answer the question. You're just making it hard... for me.. and yourself." He groaned.

I don't know how the heck he does it but it sure as hell sounded sexual. Everytime I was with him, things automatically started to feel sexual.

"Okay I'll just call Kiara and ask for her location." I raised my hand in defeat.

I pulled out my iPhone out and saw a text by her that sat there. It read that she was shooed by the librarian and then the security guard. So in short, it meant that she was no longer anywhere within the parameter of the university.

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