Guns and Roses

Feelings

I woke up the next morning to hear yelling coming from the outside of my hotel room. I sat up slowly in the bed and stretched my arms. I blinked a few times before feeling the bed beside me only to notice that Xavier was missing. "What th- Xavier?" I said softly. My eyes darted around the room before they met the door. The door handle was turning slowly and my panic had started setting in. I quickly jumped out of the bed and grabbed the pocket knife that was sitting on the bed-side table. The door opened and I was about to lunge forward when I heard Xavier's voice. "What the fuck do you think your doing? Get your shit together and lets go! We have shit to do Evie!" Xavier said. His voice echoing throughout the room. I flinched at his words. He might have been good looking, but he was also a dick. He scoffed before walking over to me and grabbing my wrist hard. "Get. Your. Shit. NOW!" He said raising his voice and jerking my wrist towards him forcefully. "Get off of me you prick!" I shouted trying to pull my wrist out of his grip. But to my dismay he wouldn't let go. "What did you just say Mutt?" Xavier spoke barely above a whisper with this sadistic smirk on his face. "Nothing..." I said finally jerking my wrist out of his grip and walking towards the bathroom to get my stuff. "Hurry up Mutt we gotta leave now." I rolled my eyes and gathered my things before pushing past Xavier and walking to the car. I swung the door open and got in before slamming the door closed. A few minutes later Xavier finally got in the car and we drove off. I had gotten so caught up in my thoughts that I didnt notice that Xavier kept side glancing at me. I looked at him giving him a hard glare. "Whats your deal? Stop looking at me." A light pink blush washed over his face as he turned his eyes back to the road. "Okay. Im serious. Whats your deal? Why do you keep looking at me like that and why are you blushing? I thought you were supposed to be 'Badass' and a 'Fuckboy'." I said glaring at Xavier. He just stayed silent. "Xavier." I said a stern look on my face. He just glanced at me before opening his mouth to speak. "Its none of your concern Mutt. I do as I please. If I want to look at you I will." He said a smirk plastered on his face. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. "He didnt like me? Did he? Or did he?" I mumbled under my breath as the car stopped moving. "What was that?" Xavier asked an confused yet stern look on his face. "Nothing." I mumbled rolling my eyes again. Xavier scoffed and started driving again. How does he feel about me?