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Samantha's POV
"A-Alec you sh-should come inside." I stuttered.
He came in and went directly to the living room.I sighed heavily.
"Why would you do that?" I asked Kyle, who was still holding me.
"Didn't you see it, how he was eyeing you?" his voice was cold.
"Okay whatever, now can you please let me?" I asked him and signaled him to his arm.
"Oh sorry." he removed his arm from me.
"Let's go now." I said before going to the living room.
I sat opposite of Alec and Kyle sat beside me, it was so uncomfortable because Alec was glaring at Kyle the whole time.
Kyle was glaring at him too, it was like they are both having a fight but with their eyes.
"Samantha, you know my son right? He goes to same school as you." Mr.Bradshaw breaks me from my thoughts.
"Y-Yeah." I fake a smile.
"Just yeah? Dad, We are really good friends, right Samantha?" he smirked.
That punk!
"Yes, we are." I hate myself for not telling them the real thing.
"That's good." my Dad nodded. What? He didn't say anything to me?
"Sam, Why don't you go to your room with Alec? You'll be bored here." my mother smiled sitting beside my Dad.
No no no no, I can't.
"I don't-" Alec suddenly cut me off.
"Sure, I would love to see your room." he fake a smile.
I looked at Dad to tell me something but he was too busy with his boss.
I looked at Dylan he was busy chatting with Kyle.
Sigh..."Okay, mom."
I stand up and make my way to my room, he followed me like a lost puppy. That bastard, is going to pay!
I opened my room and immediately plopped down on my bed.
"So, this is your room huh?" Alec asked looking around my room.
"Yeah." I sighed.
He plopped beside me laid down on my bed. I shifted on my sit and started to play with my necklace.
"I can't believe you have a boyfriend." he suddenly said coldly.
I stopped whatever I was doing.That really got me.
"Why? Is it that hard to believe." I rolled my eyes
"Yes, because I know that he is clearly lying." he suddenly looked at me dead serious.
"H-How, I-I am not ly-lying." I looked away from him. If having a fake boyfriend keeps him away from me then I will lie.
He grabbed my hand pulled me towards him and I was in top of his chest.
"Look me in the eye, and tell me that you're not lying." he demanded.
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The Bad Boy Is Obsessed With Me ✔️
Teen Fiction"Go, I don't want to make you hate me for what I did." he says softly as a tear of drop dipped from his eyes. "What are you talking about?" I approached him. "Don't you know, it's fucking clear that you will not choose me." he sadly smiles. "Are you...
