stargirl → chris & eva

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‣ chapter two ‣

"Chris goes here too? And what? There's no big deal about it."

I stop pacing around the room and stare over at Noora incredulously.

"It's a very big deal. The only reason I was so thrilled to attend here was that I thought he wouldn't be here. Oh, but no, he fucking had to start just when I had, didn't he?"

"I say you just punch him in the face," Sana suggests bluntly "That way he'll get the idea and will never talk to you again."

I snort. "Are you forgetting who we're talking about? Christoffer doesn't give up so easily."

She shrugs in a nonchalant way, "Worth a shot, though. I really want to see Chris get punched."

I roll my eyes at her while Noora speaks up again.

"Fucking hell, Sana, why you gotta always think violent?" she stresses.

Sana only returns an angelic smile. Then she stands up and adjusts her backpack on her shoulders.

"I gotta head to my first lecture," she announces. "Noora, you coming?"

Noora nods and stands up along with her. They both pull me into a quick hug before they leave, closing the door quietly behind them.

I sigh and grab my bag. My classes don't start until an hour. I might as well head to the library and study a couple of topics beforehand.

When I make my way to the library, it's empty and silent, which I'm happy about it. Being alone definitely suits me better. It helps me think through stuff that I don't have the ability to do so when I'm around people.

I plop down into an empty seat and take out a couple of textbooks. I'm about five minutes into revising until I hear a noise that distracts my learning completely and makes it impossible for me to continue working.

It's not hard to recognise what sort of sound it is. Moans and groans. Someone is definitely fucking. And I'm not going to stand for it. If they want to sex it up they should go somewhere else.

So, I scrape my chair back and get up.

By following the noises, I find the culprits rather easily.

Oh, great.

It is, in fact, none other than the infamous Christoffer.

His hand is shoved down a brunette's skirt and I think it's safe to say that he's fingering her.

Jesus! What sort of porno have I just walked into?

Suddenly, Chris's eyes snap open and fall onto me. He smirks just then, all in the while of penetrating some random girl with his fingers.

Gross.

"Alright, Romeo and Juliet, finger fucking session is over," I make sure my voice is clear enough for the pair to hear.

Juliet quits moaning and her eyes jolt open. She gasps and abruptly stands up straight, bolting out of the library with just an ounce of her dignity left.

"Gee, Eva, if you wanted to have a threesome you could have just asked politely," Chris remarks "I would have been willing to accept."

"Fuck you, Christoffer, fuck you."

"Yeah, you'd sure like to, baby." He winks.

I groan internally, having the urge to slap the smugness off his face.

Chris chuckles lowly and brings his hand to his mouth, sucking his thumbs while eyeing me deliberately.

"Still doesn't taste as good as you, Eva."

The look in his eyes makes me sick.

"You're disgusting," I mutter.

"As you like it," he returns.

Don't retaliate.

I scoff and turn on my heel, stomping over to the desk I was sat to gather all of my books. I throw my bag on my shoulder and decide to head upstairs to my first lecture.

"Where are you going, sweetheart? We weren't finished."

Of course, Chris chooses to follow me.

"I have a class that I don't want to turn up late to," I say and try to increase my pace.

"Which one?"

"Erm, it's called...oh yeah, 'none of your goddamn business.'"

"Hmm, what do you learn about?"

"Things that don't involve you." I snap as I arrive in front of my designated room. I throw Chris a glare. "You can leave now."

He smirks deviously. "What a coincidence. I'm in this class too."

Oh, for Christ sake.

I groan and walk in. Chris follows me to the back and plonks down on the seat I was going to sit on. It just happens to be my luck that there are no other seats available.

"Not to worry, Eva. How about you sit on my lap?" Chris suggests.

"How about my fist breaks your face?"

"How about we ditch class and I can fist you someplace quieter?"

"You disgust me." I spit.

"You make me hard."

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