Heartless

15: DANIEL MCQUEEN

Khaira's POV

My face lit up with joy when I saw Daniel running towards me.

"Khaira!" He shouted and hugged me when he reached me. I bent a little bit to hug him. But then he frowned, looking behind me.

"Wow, nice ass!" I heard Mason yelled behind me, and I just rolled my eyes at him. What to say,  he's a fvckboy.

We're in the cafeteria and he was with his friends. It'd been two days since the meeting and he apologized to me yesterday, saying that he was having not so good days in the past weeks, that's why he always snapped at me, And me being me, I answered with,

"I don't even care,"

He just laughed after that so i could say that we're in good terms now.

"Hey! Respect my sister," Daniel told him angrily. He looked scary when he's angry to be honest since he had always been the sweet type.

"Hold on, little boy. Don't be mad. It's true, though" Mason laughed as Daniel just glared at him and dragged me away.

His friends' laughed echoing the cafeteria.

"Is that your friend?" Daniel asked me once we were out of everyone's sight. I just smiled at him. He's very possessive when it came to people that he cared.

"I'm afraid, he is," I whispered at him and he pouted at me.

"Can you stop being his friend? He's an asshole," he scoffed at the end while I was shocked hearing him saying 'asshole'.

Actually, he didn't really like using those words and he even once advised me softly to stop cursing before drifting to sleep at one night.

"When did you start using that bad word? You said that you don't like it," I questioned him and he just smiled innocently at me.

"People change, sis. And, I don't want to be that good boy anymore. I want to be a bad boy starting from now on," he said confidently and I was lost for a while.

A 7 years old boy talked about changing himself when he couldn't even change his own shirt properly.

One more thing, he told me when he was 5 years old that he wanted to be a gentleman when he grew up but, along the way,  he changed it.

"Why? I mean, you told me once that you wanted to be a gentleman," when I asked him that, he was blushing hard. His cheeks were pink and it's clear to be seen.

"There was a girl in my class. She is very beautiful but she doesn't like me, instead she likes that one boy, a year older than us, who loves to make trouble," he explained, and I could sense that he was about to cry.

Oh my little boy, even if you wanted to be a bad boy, that sweet and soft boy inside you would never vanish, I thought.

"Ouh, did I hear that grumpy bad boy has crush but was rejected," a voice came from behind us and it's belonged to Mason. He's became a stalker now, I see.

Daniel gasped beside me and without another word, he punched Mason in the stomach.

"Ouch! What the fu-," I closed his mouth with my hand, wanting no more cursing.