Him

Chapter 5:

"I think I have to get back to class now," I sighed as I checked the time.

"Well, you don't have to do anything," he raised his eyebrows to me and smiled.

"I do," I whined.

I gathered up my things and we headed towards his car. 

"Well since you're not getting dinner with Jon perhaps you can get dinner with me," he offered.

"That just wouldn't be right," I answered sternly. 

"Baby, come on," the use of the word made my heart stop. 

"I have a paper to write," I let out my infamous whine.

"I'll see you later, don't worry," he glared at me with his sexy evil eyes.

We pulled up to the school and before I got out of the car I placed a long kiss to his lips.

"Mmm," he let out as I slowly pulled away.

I started to walk to class when my phone vibrated.

"Looking good from behind ;)," I turned my head quickly to see Liam chuckling to himself in the car. 

I flipped him off with a smile and headed towards class.

"You're late Lana," my professor eyed me as I sat down. I gave her a small smile.

My creative writing class was my favorite. It was a small intimate class and I always felt like I learned a lot. Plus, I loved creative writing to begin with.

"You guys can finish up whatever you were working on yesterday," she instructed us.

I tapped my pen against the paper with nothing in my mind but Liam. I definitely wanted to get dinner with him but I felt so bad for Jon.

It felt so strange to feel this way about someone so soon. I wanted to spend all my time with him and just learn more and more about him. It really sucked not being able to talk to Ella about this because she was so anti-Liam for whatever reason that may be.

I began to doodle something on the paper so it looked like I was at least getting some work done but it was hard to concentrate with him on my mind.

Class was definitely going by faster than I thought because when I realized I hadn't gotten anything done, class was almost halfway over.

"What are you working on Lana?" My teacher asked.

"Just a poem," I lied.

"Keep up the good work," she glanced at my blank paper and shot me a fake smile.

She was an awesome professor and really could care less, she was more humorous than anything.

"Ill see ya'll tomorrow," she joked.

Finally my day was over. I couldn't wait to get on the bus and get back to my dorm and just relax before I started my papers.

I started walking towards the bus stop until I saw a familiar car. I glanced inside and Liam wasn't in the car. He must be in class. 

"Get in," he startled me by grabbing me from behind and jokingly whispering in my ear.

Although I felt like he was stalking me, it was a nice gesture to not have to take the smelly bus back to my dorm.

"I told you I can't hangout buddy," I joked as I sat in the seat.

"I know, I know. It's chilly, plus the bus is always late. I figured I would give you a ride," he offered.