Good Riddance

Chapter 19

*One week later*

I was sitting quietly, at the back of the classroom, listening to music on my green iPod and reading the novel that Ginny gave me, which was ‘for no reason’ called “Dear John” .

Yes, as I supposed everyone were looking at me with their faces full of suspicion, but the one that was staring at me constantly was Alex.

I tried to avoid his contact, by looking at the book, and trying to deep into the book, but hopelessly. Our eyes met together in the crowded room, so I raised my eyebrow; he gave me his well-known, i-am-the-hottest-guy smile, which I hadn't been able to resist.

But that was over; I was immune to his smile, his touch, to HIM!

The professor came into the room and as usual asked if everyone had their homework done. Then he asked if anyone would like to read our homework, which was an essay with a theme by choice.

Surprisingly, Alex raised his hand, and the next moment started reading an essay about love. I kept looking at the ground, because everything he had written was about us!

I heard the guys in the background yelling

‘Faggot!’ .

It was so embarrassing, and was not him at all. He was a player, one of the hottest guys in our school and he would never do that.

Well at least till now!

He ended his essay by looking at me and saying

“Just want her to give me another chance. I won't mess it!”

Everyone kept staring at me, like I was the bad person, and he was the hurt one.

Oh God why?

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“Let me go!” I hissed, when Alex took my hand, in order to stop me from escaping from him.

“I won't! Just hear me out” He said, when he pushed me against the wall.

I was terrified. He gave me shivers down my back;

“I won't hurt you… just listen to me please” he said.

I didn't say anything. I couldn't.

“I love you! Why can't you forget him and be with me? Why can't you forget him… he is miles away from you…you are never gonna see him again” he cried out.

“We are done; I told you, you accepted. Stop messing with me; you are playing with fire Alexander” I yelled, so I could be heard, but hopelessly… We were at the other side of the school, where the  only people left were us.

“You set me on fire every time” He grinned and put his tongue down my throat, meanwhile holding my hands tight, pressing his body into mines.

I could feel his warm hands, on my cold arms hedging me in. I started panicking, my heart was beating like a beat of a techno music, my eyes were full of tears, and I was hopelessly scratching him with my nails, but he wouldn't stop.

He continued snogging me, despite everything I've done. I couldn't do anything. The more I was rejecting him, the more he wanted me. Out of all his expectations, I kissed him too; sticking my tongue in his mouth, feeling like crap. It was the only thing I could done to stop him. He smiled, as I kissed him, and released my hands. Then as hard as I could, I slapped him.

He smiled again and said

“I knew that you liked me”

 I whipped my mouth and started shaking, barely uttering