The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Seven

Yesterday I didn't feel so bad, but today?

Help!

It's Friday and I'm not feeling so great. My stomach is fluttering like hell and I don't know how to control it! Throughout the day, I tried not to think about our date, but it kept coming back to me.

I went to track and tried to work my mind off of it, but I couldn't. It stuck onto my brain like a tattoo.

Got you stuck on my body, on my body

Like a tattoo! (Like a tattoo, yeah!)

Sorry! Got distracted again. But hey it helped! At least, for the moment.

The sun was shining bright and there was a slight breeze blowing now and then. It felt just right and since I was sweating from my 12 laps, I needed this.

"Alright girls," the coach yelled, "off the track!"

We went to the benches and I picked up my water bottle and poured it on me. It felt amazing.

But it was a bad idea.

"Khushi?"

Uh oh. It's him.

I slowly turned and saw Arnav. He was wearing a light purple shirt with black jeans, his purple Gucci belt on display.

"U-um hi," I stuttered.

He looked me up and down and I felt shy all of a sudden. I was wearing a black tank top with red shorts, most of it sticking onto my body. I have too much skin on display and I'm not sure how I feel about this.

"Hey," he finally said. "What's up?"

"Not much. ... Um... how'd you find me?"

"I was passing by yesterday when I saw you," he admitted. "So that's how I knew where you were."

"Oh."

He ran his hand through his hair and I suddenly feel like touching it. It looks so soft, I want to run my hand through it.

"So about tonight," he began.

Is he gonna cancel? No!

"My driver will pick you up," he said.

Phew! ... wait what? Why am I so relieved?

"Um, that's cool," I said.

"Great," he smiled lightly. "He'll pick you up at seven. Black BMW."

"Okay," I smiled timidly, and then gave him my address.

His lips curved and I wondered what humored him. Was it me all soaking wet? I hope not! And if I'm smelling of sweat... oh that's just embarrassing.

He nodded and then turned away to leave. I watched as his figure got tiny and then turned to see the rest of my team swooning for him.

Geez, he affects every girl. So it's not just me, I guess. But you can't blame him. I mean he's just so hot!

I think I'm PMSing. It must be that.

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When I got home, I thought of what Lavanya said. What if I did end up doing it tonight? What if I did lose my virginity to him? Do I want to lose it to him? I mean, he's sexy, smoking hot, everything in the book.

But would he make a move? I mean he's rich, and I'm middle class. He might not want to, since I might use it against him, which I would NEVER do because that's ridiculous. But would he think that? I hope not.