Sex or love?

Ch. 5

Lisa POV

"I don't know what to do!" I start to mess up my hair. I'm frustrated and furious. I can't believe I let Bambam touched me.

"Do you like Bambam?" Nayeon said thinking.

"No," I start to think. "He's a fuckboy why would I like him?"

"You're lying," Nayeon starts to laugh. "You like him," she playfully hit my arm.

"Okay I do but I don't want him to know," I mumble and pout.

"We better hurry up before the bell rings," Nayeon drags me to the school gate.

"I don't have the courage to see him," I blurt out.

"Believe me! I don't want to see Mark too," she roll her eyes.

Nayeon told me everything about Mark and how she doesn't know if she likes him. She's having mix feelings like me but the only problem I had sex with Bambam. We enter the classroom and Bambam smirks at me.

"Text you later," I whisper to her and went to my assigned seat beside Bambam.

"Hey," he winks at him.

I ignore him and hope that the teacher will start class. He place his hand on my thigh and I push it away.

"Stop," I finally look at him.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you last night," his hot whisper makes my stomach have butterflies. I can't help it but to blush by his comment.

"I-I didn't ask," I stuttered.

"I was letting you know," he grabs my hand and looks at my eyes. I read his mind. He wants to kiss me.

"I don't date fuckboys," I broke the eye contact.

"I can be your fuckboy. Your one and only  fuckboy."

"No thanks," I chuckle a little.

His laugh was like you know you want me too. Class started and I try to focus on the teacher but I can feel his eyes on me.

[time skip]

"Do I look weird?" I face Sinb and Nayeon ready to hear what they think about my P.E shorts.

"Your P.E shorts are a little tight on you but it's fine," Sinb said.

"Should I put my jacket on my waist?"

"You can't," Sinb said putting her shirt on. "Coach Hardway means business, the jacket will get in your way."

I nod.

"Damn Nayeon," I said checking her out.

"What?" She looks at herself.

"The shirt is too tight on you," I said pointing to her airbags. She blushes and hug herself.

"Let's go!" She shout and hold my hand as we exit the girl dressing room.

"The guys are here too?" I said to Sinb.

She nods, "only the guys who do sports."

Crap Bambam is here too. I tell Nayeon and Sinb that I'm going to the restroom. I don't want to start liking him even more than I already do, but he looked so hot with his jersey.

"Going somewhere?"

"You scare me," I jump. "What are you doing in here?" I whisper in shock.

"To see you."

"At the girls restroom?!" I try to whisper again.

"I don't like the way the guys are looking at you, here put my hoodie on," he hangs me his hoodie. "I can only see that," he bite his lips and leaves.

Nayeon POV

We begin to stretch and Lisa is wearing a huge black hoodie covering her butt. I wish I had one because I can feel the guys starting at my airbags that's what Lisa calls them. Mark is here too but he's flirting with a girl I don't know. I roll my eyes at them and try not to care.

"We're going to run!" Coach Hardway said blowing the whistle.

We begin to jog to the track field. I'm ready to run from the stress I have right now. He blows the whistle and I begin to run as fast I can. We have to run a mile and then go back to the gym.

"Is something wrong?" Lisa is gasping for air.

"No. Nothing."

"Liar, is it about Mark huh?"

"I don't care about him," I roll my eyes.

"We talk about this later," Lisa said.

I nod. I run and run and finish my laps. The coach tells me to go back to the girls dressing room and change. I'm so done. I'm getting over Mark!

"Hey."

"Hey?" He's handsome.

"I'm Choi Seung Cheol but you can call S.Coups ," he's smile is cute.

I bow to him, "I'm Im Nayeon."

"I know who you are..." he said shyly. "Are you free after school?"

"No she's not," Mark answers out of nowhere.

"Yes I am," I smile at S.Coups.

"I wait for you after school," he waves goodbye and leaves.

I need to take a shower, I start to walk down the hallway toward the girls dressing room. Mark is behind me.

"You're not going anywhere with him," he grabs my elbow making me face him.

"Why not? You're not my boyfriend."

"Bet," he smashes his lips on mine. I kick his leg and our lips separates.

"Don't-don't touch me! You can't tell me what to do when you're flirting with other girls."

"So you jealous?" He rub his right leg in pain. "Don't worry about her."

I look at him like really -.- I go to the girls dressing room leaving him in the hallway. I'm so done with his bullshit.