A Fighter Not A Lover

CHAPTER 5: My Partner

▪MACI▪

        I have always wanted to learn how to cook more than just spaghetti and other 'simple' dishes and so as number twenty-five on my bucket list, I decided to take a cooking class that was affordable too.

        I didn't know, however, that the teacher would be Lexi's douche bag of a brother, Henry.

        Luckily, most of the people in the class seemed pretty cool and I especially loved my partner. He is sexy as hell and seems to be funny too. His name is Julian. (In the picture above).

         I thought it was really nice that he defended me and I could tell that Henry got pissed with what he said to him and glared at Julian almost like he wanted to kill him. Luckily, there was no blood that was shed.

        After the class was over and after cleaning up and while grabbing my bag and jacket, getting ready to leave, I get stopped by Juilan.

        "Hey. If you ever wanna hang out or grab a drink sometime, hit me up." He says while taking out his phone.

        "Sure." I replied and took out my phone also and we exchanged numbers with each other.

        "Cool. I'll hit you up." He tells me.

        "Sounds good." I smile.

        He starts to leave and I start following right behind him.

        "Maci." I hear Henry call out.

        "Yeah?" I turn and ask him.

        He grabs his backpack and walks up to me.

        "Why are you taking a cooking class?" He asks me.

        "Because I wanted to learn different foods. It's part of my bucket list. Not that it's any of your business." I tell him.

         "Really?! A cooking class is on your bucket list?" He asks me.

         "Yeah, it is. Now if you'll excuse me." I reply while turning back around and walking out.

         My god he is such a douche bag. And what's it to him in why I'm taking a cooking class? I swear, he better mind his own business.

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          A couple weeks go by since I've taken the cooking class and because I felt like Henry was being too much of an asshole, I found out that Karl also taught a cooking class and that a lot of people liked him and he was the one that got Henry the job. So I switched to his class a week after I had started Henry's.
 
         I'm really glad I transferred too. Karl is a lot better than and much nicer with his constructive criticism than Henry was.

         Although, I know it kind of pissed off Henry after he found out I left his class for Karl's.

         Anyways, I was doing a lot better and catching on quick. It was a lot of fun.

         One night, after work and cause there was no class, Julian had come in earlier for a haircut and asked me if I'd like to go out to a bar with him. Of course I accepted and we are now heading over to a place that one of his friends owns.

         It seemed like a fun bar. With lots of pool tables around, good music, a huge bar with rows of drinks and I even had Karl and Lexi meet up with us.

         We all sat around at a table and drank a few and then I felt Juilan grab my hand and helped me stand up from my chair and started escorting me towards the dance floor.

           Once we got there, we started making our way through the crowds and started grinding and dancing with each other. The music was awesome.

           Lexi and Karl later joined us and we all were having the greatest time ever.

          Then I realized how late it was getting and how tired I was. So Karl and Lexi stayed back while Julian and I took a cab back to my place.

          When we got out, he walked me up the stairs towards the apartment where I stopped and turned to look at him.

          "Tonight was the most fun I've had in a long ass time." I smiled.

          "I'm glad." He says as he moves closer to me, causing me to back up to where I hit the wall and he places one hand on the wall beside me and looks down at my lips.

          We stand there for a brief moment without saying anything until he starts to lean in closer and right as we begin touching lips, the door opens up and we both get startled and then see that it's just Henry. Although he starts glaring at Julian and then giving me a look of disgust.

          "Desperate much?" He comments.

          "Stalker much?" Julian says back to him.

          "This is my house and it would be in your best interest not to disrespect me." Henry says. Which makes no sense by the way.

          "Whatever." Julian rolls his eyes in response. "I'll talk to you later." He says to me before leaning in to kiss me.

          My god I wanted him so badly and all from just the way he was kissing me.

         Then we said 'goodnight' to each other and I went into the house, walking passed Henry.

        I walked into the kitchen to grab myself a water from the fridge and was heading into my bedroom to get ready to take a quick shower and go to bed when as soon as I tried heading towards the bedroom, I stopped when I heard Henry say the most asshole kind of thing.

        "Wow. Never thought you'd go for fuckheads like that. You must be pretty desperate." He says.

         I stop in my tracks and turn to glare at him.

         "Excuse me?" I asked him. "Are you calling me a slut? Cause for your information, you men do the same shit and it's considered 'normal!' Besides, my personal business IS after all, MY personal damn business, not yours! So you can keep your opinions to yourself, asshole!" I tell him before heading back into my room and locking the door behind me.

          I am so tired of the way men have treated me. I just won't stand for it anymore.

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)