0.3 | The Boy Who Annoys Me ✔️

Chapter 6

We'll Be Coming Back - Calvin Harris feat. Example

Chapter 6

Word count: 1383

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  Kai stands next to me, with that signature, cocky smirk on his face. I was so excited about this party, knowing Kai wouldn't be here. But alas, nothing ever goes my way. I scowl at him and send him my coldest glare.

"Blondie," he greets and I catch the smile in his voice. My nostrils flare at his amusement. "I'm not going to lie, I expected you would be here."

Oh, how I wish I wasn't here right now. I came to this party to let loose and forget about him but that's going to be hard now that he's here. I know he won't leave me alone either. I'm going to be the source of his entertainment for the rest of the evening.

"I'm going to say this nicely because I know if I say it any other way, you won't understand it." I start, clearing my throat and turning on my stool to fully face him. "I want to spend my time at this party with my friends without you. Do you think you could possibly leave me alone for the rest of the night?"

Kai thinks over my suggestion for a few moments. His fingers tap on the wooden bar and his eyes gaze off ahead. Right now, I wish I could know what he's thinking.

"I don't know about that blondie. You're so fun to hang out with..." He drawls off, meeting my eyes.

My eyes narrow at his answer. Why? Why does this have to happen to me?

"Kai," I snap, aggravated. "Can you please just have some decency?"

Kai rubs his non-existant stubble, lifting his eyes up. "Hmm," he mumbles, "I'm not sure if I can."

Why is it so hard to ask for this? All I want is so time with my friends without being pestered by him. He's a fly I can't get rid of, no matter how many times I spray the area or swat my hands.

Sighing, I try a different approach. One I will regret in a few moments time. "What do you want?"

Kai's eyes dart to mine. "What did you just say blondie?"

With a huff, I repeat myself. "What do you want?"

Kai's eyes widen at my question and a grin forms on his face. With sparkling eyes, he leans forwards so we're mere centimeters apart. That's when all oxygen in my lungs disappears. That's when my heart speeds up.

Kai's lips part and I think I hear his breath hitching. But there's no way he can feel anything. Whatever this is, whatever electricity that is igniting around us, it's not real. Perhaps I'm really drunk. That seems like the logical answer.

This is not a moment. We are not sharing a moment.