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We are in our dormitory room and Scott had dropped me down onto the bed and I nearly broke my neck because of how sudden it was, I fell onto the bed and almost slid off the other end but he grabbed me by the feet and pulled me up to him.
This is when my senses had decided to kick in.
Scott, is standing over me taking his shirt off and I'm here just sprawled on the bed. I'm not complaining about the view because, damn, he really does look good but I think I'm getting way ahead of myself.
I'm not ready for whatever it is that he's thinking that he was about to get from me a split second ago.
I sit up catching my breath, I feel slightly embarrassed, I cover myself up even though Im not naked, the way his eyes are watching me feels like he is devouring every inch of me, and that sends a slight shock in places that can't ignore my attraction towards him.
He sits down besides me, and lets out a harsh breath.
"What's wrong?" his voice is firm and demanding, I tremble slightly and my legs quiver, he presses his hand down on my thigh wrapping around me whole catering to my need of his touch.
I shake away from his grasp and he lets go of me I'm standing in front of him and I can't help but feel like a coward, but this isn't what I need and my needs come first.
"I can't do this Scott." I can feel little drops of tears running down my cheeks I quickly discard of them, wiping them away, my eyes are still focused on the floor because I can't look at him right now.
I hear his heavy footsteps strive towards me until he's directly in front of me. He lifts one of his hands up rubbing my tear stained cheek. I lean my face away from him and shake my head dismissing the idea of anything else between us that could've happen.
"No, I'm not one of those girls." I say trying to sound as stern as I possibly can.
I finally look up to him reaching his eyes, he looks confused and upset but still amused, and this only upsets me.
"One of those girls? What do you mean?" he states.
I know the kind of guy he is, the kind of guy to convince you that he's actually into you and then fucks you over like it was nothing but a joke, and I'm not a joke. "Three days ago when I first came here and walked into this room you were on that same bed tonguing a girl down. Where is she now? Nowhere." I spit.
He sighs and his shoulders slump over. I shrug, "I don't want to be one of those girls, I'm not that girl." my voice weakens and sounds like a whisper.
"You're right, you aren't one of those girls Malayaha, you're more than that, I actually care about you." I scoff, it's been three days, I don't believe him, and how could I? We know nothing about each other, he doesn't know anything about me besides my first name.
Even if he really did care about me, I only came here to go to school and he would just be a distraction.
"I bet you said that to her too." I smile to him sarcastically. He scoffs and backs away from me,
"If you care about me, you'd stay away." I bark at him. The room gets really quite and the space feels tighter even though we are at a good amount of distance apart.
"Okay." I hear his voice straining and apart of me starts to feel guilty but it's for the best.
"Are you and Payton really just friends?" I look at him carefully watching his reaction he doesn't bother looking to me and that sends a undeniable heart wrenching pain towards my chest.
After minutes of no reply and only getting silence as an answer I think I got the memo loud and clear.
I walk away going to my bed and pick up my class schedule, Chemistry is tomorrow.
I sigh and lay down taking in long deep breaths trying to relax myself but my phone goes off.
I look at the caller ID and see 'Marc'.
I roll my eyes, I really don't want to talk to him or hear anything that he has to say but anything that'll hopefully distract me from the conversation I had with Scott would be nice.
"You didn't let me answer." I look over to Scott, he's breathing hard and looks stunned.
"No Scott, you just didn't give me an answer." He stays silent, "Exactly." I sigh softly and accept the call while getting up off of the bed walking to the door to take a walk outside.
I leave the room almost slamming the door behind me.
"Hey" he whispers and I'm just waiting to hear all the lies that he's rounded up in his free time to tell me on this phone call. I don't reply to him, I continue to walk casually down the hall listening to him babble on about how he's sorry and he didn't mean for it to happen this way and at this point I just want to burst out into laughter but I let him continue to talk.
Eventually he ends his long apology saying how he hopes we can still be friends and I answer him by ending the phone call.
I have enough baggage as it is already and he'd just be another plus one.
Even though I only really came out here to have some privacy while I was on call, I think I'll go out and grab a bite to eat.
"Shit." I only remember that I don't have my car keys on me until I've reached my car.
I sigh and turn back around to head back into the dormitory but a car swerves around directly in front of me and if it wasn't for my quick reflexes they probably would have rolled right over me.
"What the hell!" I shout and stoop down to see whose driving, the windows roll down and I see Chance. "I'm so sorry I didn't even see you."
I fold my arms across my chest and put on the best intimidating face that I'm capable of making.
He gets out of the car and looks at me from over the roof of the car. He stares me down and I'm trying really hard to keep this up.
"Yeah, that isn't going to work with me." he tilts his head while grinning and starring at me.
He has a really pretty face and I can't help but stare for awhile, he continues to stare right back at me.
His eyes are dark brown and everything on him fits so perfectly.
I clear my throat trying to end this awkward stare down. He smiles and straightens up off of the car.
"Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be at the Frat House partying or something?" He laughs.
"Are you implying that all we do is mess around?" I nod and grin widely at him, he chuckles softly.
"Well no, we do other things Malayaha, I just came here to pickup Scott, but he just bailed on me." He says while looking down at his phone.
I roll my eyes at the mention of HIS name. For a moment I had forgotten about everything that happened up in that room until I heard his name.
"Well that's a shame I guess."
"Yeah" He sighs, and looks up at me like he's thinking of something.
"Wanna go grab a bite to eat?" He asks.
I smile,"Im not dressed properly." I gesture to my clothes.
I hear him scoff, "You look beautiful, let's go." I blush and feel my fingers go numb.
"Okay then." I laugh in a shy manner. He smiles and winks at me, I open up the car door and we both get in the car.
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Teen Fiction*** WARNING: Mature Content. This book is rated for ages 16+ Enjoy. *** "You're wasting my time Malayaha, it's either him or me." He said sounding out of breath, and husky. I look up to him and frown while biting my lip out of frustration. "I.."...