My Naughty Lover ✔️

Chapter 7

Scarlette's POV

"Follow me." I tell him. Honestly i'm feeling extremely nervous and my heart is beating like a trunk. I have never had a boy at home well except for my childhood best friend, Nico who still lives in New York. We enter my room and now i'm feeling even more nervous than before. He puts his helmet on the table
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"You want something to eat or drink?"

"Yea i would like a glass of water."

"Okay i'll be right back. You can sit here and read these notes in the meanwhile." i say handing him some notes.

"Okay miss Grey." he teases.

After giving him a glass of water which i guessed he was very thirsty, we make ourselves comfortable and we begin to work.

"Damn, are you rich or something?" he asks after a minute of silence.

"Oh uhm.. I guess so.." I say as I look at him timidly.

"Ohh! You're house is very beautiful." he praises.

"Thank you." I smile even though I'm not pretty sure if it's my house.

"Anyway, let's get to work." I say.

At first, I feel very timid but soon I try my best to teach him and I can say that he is a quick learner. We talked a little too and he seemed quite cool. The time passes by rapidly and soon it is time for him to leave.

"Wow you're such an amazing teacher, Grey." he says while looking at me for quite a while.

"Uhm-mm.. You are probably just teasing me." I say awkwardly.

"No I'm serious, maybe you can be a teacher in future." he says.

"Well.. I don't know about that , but are you sure you understood what I have taught you today? If not, I can explain you again so that you can understand. So, this part here, you have to write in the correct verb tense-" he interrupts as he says,

"Hey hey.. I'm good, just chill. I understood." He says as he chuckles. Freak! I got myself embarrassed again.

"Oh I'm sorry." I blush nervously.

"It's fine, you're cute." he says and I quickly change topic as I ask,

"Haveyouunderstood?" I say.

"What?" he looks at me with wide eyes.

"You understood?" I ask.

"Oui madame, j'ai très bien compris, merci pour votre aide." (Yes ma'am, I understood very well, thank you for your help.) he says as he smiles at me.

"Hah c'est très bien alors, on se voit demain." ( Hah that's fine, see you tomorrow.)

"Wait .. Slow down.. I'm still learning, Grey." he states annoyingly.

"Okay, sorry. " i giggle and he looks at me for a while before he says,

"As much as i would love to stay with you, I got to go now, see you tomorrow sweetheart." he winks at me.

"Uh-h ye-ah, Bye."

I walk him outside and then suddenly he asks,
"Hey, how do you go to school, everyday?"

"Uhh well, by the bus or i usually walk." I answer.

"Wait! seriously you walk?" he asks in disbelief.

" Well yes, it's not that far, plus morning walk is good for the health." I state confidently.

However, on hearing my statement he bursts into laughing.

" Oh- my -fuck-ing god, you ar-e so fu-nny." he says in between laughs.

"What!!?" I ask irritated.

"Oh my god!!"  he keeps laughing and I finally tell him with my attitude,

"Well glad i made ya laugh." I say sarcastically.

"Yeah, me too." he smiles and I blush again!
Seriously why the hell am I blushing so much??

Then, for a few minutes,he stares into my eyes and I stare back into his purplish blue eyes which holds a lot if mystery in them.
How come someone has such beautiful eyes? Has he done plastic surgery overall or what? I mean he is a freaking greek god. Let me ask him!

"Hey, I have been meaning to ask you something, are you wearing eye contacts?" i ask curiously.

He looks at me for a couple of seconds and then he bursts out laughing again.

"What??" I ask nervously.

"Why, you like' em?" he smirks at me as he licks his bottom lips.

"Yes , no I mean no , I was just wondering." I murmur while playing with my fingers.

"Haha sure. Well for your information, no they aren't contacts." he says as he looks at me with a pride.

"Hmmm, Okay." I answer, fascinated. Wow.. such beautiful eyes..

"See you tomorrow cutie." he waves at me and then hops on his motor. He starts roaring his motor and then accelerates rapidly. I watch him leaving. He looks very sexy. I wonder how an individual can be this handsome. If hot was a crime i'm sure he would be sentenced for a lifetime in jail.
I still cannot believe his eyes' color. It's so uniquely amazing.

I lock the door and make my way upstairs.
Man, what a day. I still cannot believe that he was in my FREAKING room. Was there any dust?? Was my room smelly?? God... I think I'm becoming panaroid.

Anyway!! I better clear him off my mind.

I strip off my clothes and make my way to the bathroom. I let the hot water run on my body. I close my eyes and instantly he comes into my mind.
What the heck is wrong with me.. Why am i thinking about him again?
Shit.. He ruined my shower. I immediately get out of the tube as I don't want to continue thinking about him. I change into a large comfy shirt and a pair of long pants. I start preparing my school bag for tomorrow and i take out my clothes.

Suddenly my phone rings.
"Hello?"

"Hey, I hope you are taking good care of the house. I left you $20 dollars on the table. Don't spend it all okay? And i hope you are being a good girl. No boys stuff okay??"

"Hello-yes, okay thanks." I say.

"Okay, Bye." she hungs up.

She did not even ask about me. She does not care how am i doing and how will I manage with $20 only for three weeks ?? Also its been 3 days since they're gone and now she remembers to call me? Well it's nothing new. 'Bear with it Scarlette.' I tell myself.

After that little conversation with my mom, i didn't feel like eating, so i just went to bed. I covered myself with my blanket and I wondered how she would react if she knew about Zac coming home. It's not like we are doing anything wrong but I know my parents really well. I would probably be grounded for the rest of my life.

Well, it's futile to think about that now, I better go to sleep.

The next day, I wake up by the sound of my alarm. I dress up and lock all the doors and windows. I head outside and I stare in disbelief when I see him standing near his motor in my yard.

"Good morning, sweatheart." he says.