Roommates

Chapter {19} - Don't underestimate us Bad Boys.

One week later...

KIARA'S POV:

"Kiara step in." Dylan said, opening his Lambo door.

I stepped in and greeted him. School has ended for today and we were going home. But the thing is, I have a lot of essays needs to be done and I don't feel like it.

In the past week, I recovered myself from what happened with that asshole Alex guy. I admit that I still feel a disgusting feeling inside of me but I'm working on ignoring it. In fact, I couldn't have move on what happened without Dylan. He turned out to be a good friend; I never did expect him to be like that; I always thought he's bad and arrogant. What I learned is that you can't judge a person by its look. I didn't tell Tatia because she was having great time with Ethan and I didn't wanna ruin it. Time will come and I will tell her.

"Where are you going? road home is not in this way." I said as soon as I realized that Dylan wasn't driving home.

He looked at me, devilish smirk on his lips and said "Buy you some girly clothes."

"What? Ha ha... no way." He's joking right, he's funny.

"Not joking!" he said calmly. I freaked out and snapped my neck toward him, ow, that hurt. "Besides I need to buy a suit for Ethan's wedding." He continued.

The smile that was on my face dropped, my eyes were widening.

"Who are you? Tatia?!" I mocked, because he's really annoying me. First, I wasn't good with Tatia and her shopping; now I'm stuck with Dylan too! I'm gonna kill myself.

Okay, I'm taking back what I said about Dylan earlier... he's bad!

"I hate you." I announced quickly, crossing my arms in front of my chest and looking outside the window.

"You love me." he challenged amusedly.

"Hate you."

"Love me."

"Hate you."

"Love m..." and as he was about to continue I cut him off because my favorite band just came on the Radio.

"Shut up, shut up... oh... So scared of breaking it, that won't let it bend and I wrote you hundred ketters I will never send..." I began to sing with Adam Levine.

I could see Dylan from the corner of my eyes, he was looking at me shocked, but then he chuckled and looked in front of him, paying attention to the road.

"It's fantastic!" I yelled moving my hands in the air.

'Your salty skin and how

It mixes in with mine

The way it feels to be

Completely intertwined

Not that I didn't care

It's that I didn't know

It's not what I didn't feel,

It's what I didn't show..."

"Oh my God, he's so Hot!" I admitted in a 'awe' voice.

"But you're not seeing him now!" Dylan said confused.

"It doesn't matter, he's always hot... I mean, can you hear his voice!" I was going crazy, I know... but it's Maroon 5 on the radio so I don't care.

I continued singing... "So let me be and I'll set you free.."

But then Dylan joined me. I looked at him while singing and smiled. "I am in misery and there ain't nobody who can comfort me... oh yeah... why won't you answer me? The silence is slowly killing me.... oh yeah."