« you're that new girl everyone's been talking about, aren't you »
« and your that rich snobby asshole I've been warned multiple times to stay away from »
« I'm William. William Henry »
« and Unfortunately, for you. I don't care...
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William's POV
I closed my eyes, listening to Alexandra in the bathroom.
I knocked on the door once again; "don't come in!", she shout from outside.
"A-are you okay", I asked again, before she could even answer, she began to throw up again.
I hated seeing her like this. Knowing she was in pain, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Moments later after standing outside the bathroom, I finally hear her flush the toilet, and the sink water began to run.
I stood outside waiting for her to open up. Finally the door opened, she was slightly smiling.
Obviously it was a forced smile. "hey", I say with softest tone. "hi", she said. "You Alright?", i asked her.
"Yeah. I just get a little morning sickness sometimes", she replied.
"You should eat. Chuck is planning on leaving soon", I say.
"I gotta pack", she said. "Don't worry. Mother already arranged for Ally to pack your things", I say.
"Since when did I need a maid?", she asked crossing her arms.
"Since you moved in", I say. "I don't need help packing my clothes. It's my clothes. I have two perfectly good legs and hands", she sassed.
Was it weird that I was totally turned on by this. By her.
"I know", I say. "No, you don't. You don't know what working means. Ever since you were a kid you had everything given to you without having to work for it.", she said.
I faded out her voice, by just looking at her lips. Oh how I wanted to kiss the shit out of her just so she would shut up.
All she did was talk. Like she loved arguing with me.
"Earth.. to William", she said snapping me back to reality.
"Sorry— I was just— she cut me off, "staring at my lips", she said.
I turned red immediately.
"Which by the way you aren't going to be touching in a very long- long- long— time", she teased using her index finger to run across my bottom lip.
"Wait- what you do mean I won't be touching in a long time?", I asked.
"Like I said. Just because I'm carrying your child doesn't mean we have to be together, William. So that means you can date who ever you want. See if I care", she said walking away.
