Strings Attached

~Chapter 10~

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Manchester, England.

(Daniyal Hasan)

I feel like my ego deflated a little when she snubbed me like that, but I keep an amused face to show her she didn't affect me. Freaking hell! No girl has insulted me more, but I give her credit for having the courage to shout at me like that. I don't want myself to concern with her though. She is nothing more than a new species of insect under my microscope, no more no less. And I'm increasingly feeling she is a little too complex to discern all at once.

I just have to experiment on her a few more times, and if she doesn't yield, I wouldn't even glance her way again. My ways of flirting and my pool of ideas are not diminished yet. I could make her fall on her knees to beg for a date, but I'm not so cruel. I don't force girls to go with me, that would be brutish, but when they play hard to get, I have no patience. 

I want to show them their place as quick as I can, show them there's only a 'king' here and he doesn't need a queen. Or even a princess, if they like to be called that. And a king gets what he wants.

I don't really want her, not in the sensual sense of the word, I just want her to treat me like a king. And her large round eyes are an added bonus. A man likes to see beauty in the opposite sex, even if he doesn't have anything to do with her. I bet the rest of her is equally heart-stopping. I might like to see her someday, if ever the chance occurs. I haven't really seen those eyes up close, but the way they study you, it gives a nice feeling to be stared onto and observed like that.

And that's just about all that is making me go after her. That, and her saucy and proud nature. Here's a girl of substance; she's not only playing hard to get, she genuinely fears me, I've seen it in her eyes. And call me cruel, I want to scare her some more.

And not thinking of giving up for even a second, I leave her to go to my friends who have now lazed their way to class. They whoop like maniacs and Seth comes to pat my back too hard, making me cough.

"What the hell, man? What was that for?" I ask him good-naturedly, pinning him down with my eyes nevertheless. "You just got yourself another girl! I had to congratulate. What did she say? Did she want you to lick her off yet?" he asks and I scrunch my nose. Somehow, saying things like that about her doesn't seem right. "Oh, come on, tell us what she said," Chuck insists, making his voice loud on purpose, so that she can hear from five tables ahead.

"Are you making fun of me, here?" I ask them, my voice low. Have they got a wind of what conspired here? I feel irritated, yet amused at the interest they're showing. What girl I flirt with is never a concern to them, mostly because they're busy dallying with other girls around. But they know this is a tough piece and they're curious as to what reactions she gave me. I don't think they know that she snubbed me though.