The Way He Looked At Her

Chapter 3

"Are you just gonna stand there and stare or help me in?" His deep raspy voice brought me back to reality and heat rose to my checks and I carefully grabbed his arm pushing him inside so I wouldn't hurt him. I guided him upstairs to my room, and sat him down on my bed. Why did he come here?

"What are you doing here?" Seriously. Why is here? Not that I'm mad or anything just genuine curious.

"I had no where else to go. Does it bother you that I'm here?" He painfully try to get up and leave, but I gently pushed him down feeling the tingles from when I had touched him the first time. I wonder if he feels them too.

"No, I'm just curious. Don't move I'll be back," I headed to the bathroom down the hall from my room to get our first aid kid that was in our cabinet. I got it and ran to my room almost tripping on the way there. I found him looking around my room curiously and had nothing to worry about because I always kept my room clean.

placing the aid kit on my bed.. I opened it, taking out a alcohol cube tip.

"This might sting a bit." I warned him and he nodded his head. I started cleaning the line that went across his jawline and he sucked in a breath. I looked at him for confirmation to keep going and he nodded his head. 

The whole time I was cleaning him his eyes were on me. My hands were shaking out of nervousness, and I hope he didn't notice. I got a hot steaming towel to finish him off and opened a cream to put it around his bruised eye.

"Done," I whisper looking at him. He got up and stood in front of me, cupping both of my cheeks in his hands. His 6'3 height didn't over power my 5'9 by a lot. I gasped at his actions and put my hands on top of his to try and remove them. Key word here. try.

"What are you doing?" He ignored my question and change his position. His arm was now wrapped around my waist and I squirmed at first but then instantly relaxed into his touch. Nobody has ever touched me like that before. He put his face in the crook of my bare neck and I now realize that I was wearing a tank top and shorts. I regret not wearing something so revealing.

"Mhhm... you smell so good," His lips brushed past my skin and I shivered from the pleasure. He noticed and I felt him smirk against my neck. He started kissed down my neck leaving trails, and I moaned at how good this feels. He reached my collar bone sucking on my skin.. putting my hands in his hair tugging it a bit.

"Stop." I whispered in his hear, my lips brushing past slightly. He stiffened holding me tighter, I guess I'm not the only one affected by his touch.

"Why? You know you like it," He's right. I liked it too much. He came back up from my neck much to my disappointment and looked me in the eyes. "You're so beautiful," He caress my checks and I lean into the warmth of his hands.

"Don't lie." I bet I'm not the only girl he's said that to.

"I'm not lying. You're the first girl I've done that too." I looked in his eyes to see if it were true or not and he showed no hint of lying.

"I gotta go," He said. He grabbed my face and planted a kiss on my forehead but before leaving I heard him mutter a 'thank you'. He left my room and I waited to hear the door from downstairs close before getting into bed. I closed my eyes to go to sleep with a smile on my lips.
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Next morning I groggily got up to get ready for school. I showered and got change. Mom left not to long ago. She barely spoke to me today and I tried to show it didn't affect me but it did. Did it ever occurred to her she's not the only one hurting? No, because if she did she wouldn't be so cold towards me.

I got my book bag and headed out the door a banana in my hand. I ate while walking to school and threw the banana peel in the garbage. I walk up the stairs and went straight to my locker. I found 'Hood Guy' there with his hood covering his beautiful face. I seriously needed to stop calling him that.

I reached my locker, opened it and put my books inside. I felt his eyes on me but I didn't dare turn around after remembering what we did last night. It's not like we had sex or anything but still, that was my first time a guy has ever done that to me! Heat rose to my checks and I hid my face inside the locker.

"Listen," His rough voice caught my attention and I move my head out from the locker too look at him. "Forget about last night. It was a mistake." His words were like knives stabbing me in my chest. I looked into his dark blue eyes and he held no emotion. He walked away from me leaving me there, starring at his figure starting to disperse into the crowd of students.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I held it back. I'm not going to waste my tears on him. I slam my locker shut and went to my first period class.

Last period came by quickly and no sign of Zeena. I  sent her a quick text message asking where'd she went . I went inside English class and took a seat at the far back corner. I took out Book Thief and placed it on my table. He came in and sat next to me.

My blood boiled, and I gritted my teeth. He tells me it's a mistake and now he seats next to me? I don't know what he's trying to pull, but he's not going to mess with me. I'm not going to let that happen. Ms. Walker decided to pair us up into groups, and everyone was moving to find their group mates but me. Nobody wanted to work with me and I liked it like that. Nobody dared come near him. Ms. Walker came over to us and I looked away not wanting to talk to her.

"What are you guys waiting for? Move it along. This is a group project you'll be working on for the next few weeks, if you don't do it both of you won't get a passing grade, simple." She glared at us and I cringed sinking lower into my seat. He simply stared at her not affected by her stare.

I didn't move from my seat. He moved his desk closer to mine lining it up together. I leaned away from him not wanting to be so close.

"Look, I know you don't want to work with me but yo have no choice so suck it up." I flinched at his hostile words and glared at him. We were supposed to get each others numbers to coordinate how we are going to work on this.

"Give me your phone." He put his hand hand on the table waiting for me to give him my phone.

"Why?"

I know he wants to put his number in.

"Just give me you're phone." He snapped at me and I held back a flinched. I took out my phone from my pocket and gave it to him unlocked. He started typing away and I just started at his only features I could see that wasn't covered. When he was done he handed me back my phone and he gave me his.
"Put you're number." I did as he said and gave him his phone back.

After school was over I went home and found mom in the kitchen. I didn't bother to speak to her so I just went up to my room. I took a quick shower and did some homework I had. I laid in bed when I was finished thinking about him. Noah. I found out his name because I had his phone number.

Ding!

Noah: Goodnight

He so bipolar! One day he's being nice and the next he so mean; this mixed signs he's giving me is confusing and irritating me. I didn't respond back and put my phone to charge, next to me. I closed my eyes thinking about a pair of dark blue eyes.