The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Five

As the period went on with more presentations, all the time, all I could think about was Arn- pothead. Like the other day, he sat behind me. And just like the other day, my neck was stinging and my back was burning.

Stop looking at me!

But all the while, I kept wondering what his reason could be to pot. I mean it just wouldn't leave my head. Arnav is a big guy, has bags and bags of money, yet he chooses to go on a dark path, basically killing himself.

Why?

"Alright class, that's it for today," the professor said.

Everyone got up to leave and as I left, I looked at Arnav. He was talking to the professor about something, when he looked up at me. I felt myself going crimson, and looked away and for some reason, felt guilty.

While getting out of the room, I was playing around with my ID, when some idiot bumped into me. Stupid people, watch where you're going! My ID fell and I really don't feel like bending down. I don't have to stretch until track, so really, right now, I don't feel like it.

Someone bent down in front of me and looked up at me. It was pothead. He stood up and held out my ID.

"I believe this is your's," he simply said.

I managed to nod, which I find weird, and reached out to take it. My hand moved slowly for some reason and my eyes remained on his. When my flesh touched his, I practically flinched. I looked at the card and his hand, and then back at his eyes. Pothead was already looking at me, and it made me gulp.

I quickly pulled my hand. "Th-tha-thanks pothead."

He lifted an eyebrow.

"I-I-I-I-I m-muh-muh-mean A-Arnav."

Shit! Did I just say that to his face?! Crap!

Not wasting another second, I ran down the hallway and escaped, and I cudda sworn that I heard him say "what the" and chuckle.

Myeh!

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The next day went by as well, and to tell you the truth, I didn't feel so intimidated by him anymore. I didn't feel so weird at all as the period went on. I knew Arnav was looking right at me, but it didn't bother me so much. In fact, I kinda like it.

Weird. But I don't wanna think about it.

More groups presented and it was kinda cool by what they were doing. Some groups wanted to open a hair salon, while others wanted to open a Eco friendly frozen yogurt shop.

Now and then I would hear Arnav and the professor whispering stuff to each other. Sometimes it was something good and sometimes it was something bad. Hearing the stuff Arnav had to say made me feel nervous.

What if he says stuff about our presentation?

"Well that was the last presentation today," the professor said. He leaned closer to the table. "Ms. Gupta, it's strange you haven't gone yet."

I guess?

"Well, for sure we know that you will indeed go tomorrow. Let's see if you go first."

"Yes sir."

He gave a humble smile and got up to go to his desk. Everyone else got up as well, preparing to leave. I bent down to pick up my bag and placed my iPad in. My hair got in the way, so I brushed it aside. There was a small clink and when I looked to the right, I saw Arnav's hand, holding my earring.

Are you serious? That's the third time my earring has come off!

Arnav held it closer to me and I looked up at him. His eyes pierced into mine and I gazed. Slowly, I crept my hand forward and tried to pick up the earring. See, I didn't want to touch his flesh, cause last time it made me flinch, so yeah. But, I ended up touching his flesh anyways and flinched again, gasping.