Star Crossed

Chapter 15 - Anthony

A/N: AHHH Hey guys. 

Okay I honestly don't even know what to say about these chapters any more because THEYRE ALL SO SHOOKENING TO ME 

But I hope you enjoy! :)

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Chapter 15

Anthony

"Oh my god, everyone's looking at us," Sklyar groaned and pulled her hood over her head as we walked into school. I couldn't help glancing around at everyone. She was right; they were staring, and it wasn't hard to figure out why.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes, trying to play it off when in reality, I was freaking out inside. The entire school probably saw me get punched by a rando guy because I wouldn't kiss Skylar, then get dragged out of the stadium for it. It was pretty embarrassing to say the least.

"You should have just kissed me," She grumbled, looking in the opposite direction.

"Excuse me?" I coughed, wondering if I heard her right.

"What," She whipped her head to look at me with angry eyes. "It's not like we've never done it before!" She said way too loud. Whoever wasn't looking at us before, was definitely looking at us now.

"Okay, Skylar. Calm down. You-"

"No! I won't calm down! Am I so horrible that you don't want to kiss me again? Why couldn't you just do it!?" She hissed angrily, cutting me off mid sentence. "I-I mean, I don't think I'm that bad. You could have just done it!" She continued to yell at me while I pulled her to the side of the hall.

"Skylar, I have a girlfriend. You have a boyfriend. You know why I couldn't kiss you," I said in a low voice, pushing her back against the wall. I hovered over her because of the height difference, but she didn't push me away.

"I know but-"

"But what? But nothing. We couldn't," I whispered. "It has nothing to do with you. You're not horrible, quite the opposite actually."

"But people are telling me I-I'm not good enough a-and that-"

"And people are telling me I'm a dick for not kissing you," I laughed. "But we both know I would have kissed you in a heartbeat if I could." I dipped my head low so I could whisper in her ear. When I pulled away, she was just staring up at me with large eyes. I could practically see the gears turning in her head as her breathing started to increase.

"Just think about that, and then try and tell me you're not good enough," I smirked as I started to walk backwards into the crowds of people.

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"So what color do you want to wear for the winter formal?" Tessa said as she paced around my room.

"I don't know. Whatever color you want to wear," I softly laughed and laid down on my bed.

"What, you're not going to ask to match with Skylar?" She scoffed, muttering to herself. I had a feeling I wasn't supposed to hear that, but I couldn't ignore it now that I have.

"Okay, what's your problem with her all of the sudden? You've been bitching about her ever since the basketball game last week," I sat up and raised an eyebrow.

"Don't play dumb. You know what I'm talking about," She rolled her eyes as my breath hitched in my throat.

All I could think about was the night I kissed Skylar. Did she know about that? There was no way for her to know unless Skylar told her.

I must've looked confused because she spoke again.

"You literally do not shut up about Skylar. It's like you're obsessed with her," She pursed her lips and I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Thank god.