(Sebastian POV)
That girl would be the death of me.
I had almost gotten her to kiss me, but then of course she had gotten away.
The truth was- i craved her.
I wanted her so bad it physically hurt.
She didn't understand what she was doing to me and as the time apart from her grew longer, my desires just grew stronger and stronger.
But honestly she was being pretty freakin frustrating.
I had gone out of my way to help the woman out yet she still seems so disrespectful.
I had been following her because Chris Hemsworth had kindly told me her whereabouts in attempt to set us up. I was supposed to surprise her when she stopped somewhere.
But of course she instead had gotten herself injured so i had to be the hero and save the day.
being the hero also included taking her back to my house so i was obviously down for that....
anyway these were what my thoughts consisted of as i laid in my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I wondered if (y/n) was sleeping or if she was having trouble too.
The truth was, i could never get her off my mind and the amount of sleepless nights i had had worrying about her was an unhealthy amount. if only she realized how much i needed her...i had to do something fast. she wasn't going to leave me again until something was made very clear...
(back to your perspective)
You woke up to light seeping into the room.
You willed yourself to get up and you walked downstairs to Seb's kitchen.
He was sitting at the counter, drinking a cup of coffee.
You were surprised to see him up this early.
"Can you take me home soon, Sebastian?" you asked him.
He turned to look at you, "That's not going to happen."
"Excuse me?" you replied.
"You heard me," Sebastian said as he stood up.
"Well..."
"I won't be bossed around in my own home, especially when it's by someone that i went OUT OF MY WAY to help. I'm not taking you home until i get something in return," he said, walking closer to you.
You looked at the floor, "What do you want?"
Sebastian continued to walk closer to you until he was a foot away.
"Do you have ANY idea how much you drive me crazy??" sebastian asked.
"W-what do you mean?" you stammered, your heart started to race.
"Don't play dumb with me. You know what you do to me. You tease and you play hard to get when in reality, i think that we both want the same thing," he said; he was impossibly close to you and you weren't able to back up any farther due to the counter right behind you.
His eyes were staring at your lips and he wasn't even trying to be subtle about it.
You swallowed hard, "I'm...sorry?"
"Sorry isn't good enough," he quickly responded, "Now back to the part about you owing me something."
You willed yourself to stare into his eyes.
"What do you want?" you peeped.
"Well first of all- if you don't have feelings for me, then you can go ahead and leave," he said, and you almost moved but he grabbed your wrist.
"You said i could leave?" you asked.
"Don't lie to me," he spat back.
"Fine. I do have feelings for you. Is that what you wanted? Can i leave now?" you asked.
"Do you really want to leave?" he asked; you opened your mouth to lie and say yes, but no words could come out of your mouth.
"Speechless, huh?" he whispered softly.
His hand was still on your wrist, his fingers wrapped around.
lYou know I can feel how fast your heart is beating right now," he whispered softly, which only caused your heart to race even more.
He leaned in and slowly started placing kisses up your neck and along your jawline.
A chill went up your spine and traveled through your entire body.
"Stop that," you whispered, breathlessly.
He pulled away and instead looked straight into your eyes, his face centimeters from yours.
"Stop that and just kiss me," you said, grabbing his face and your lips meeting his without a moments hesitation.
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The Arrogant Player
Ngẫu nhiênY/N is cast into a movie with one arrogant player and they are supposed to play love interests. They hate each other, but will it ever turn into something more?