Forbidden Love...💟

I'm certified pervert

Celeste's POV

I opened the door to find....asshole. What the hell? I thought it was Alex. I was too busy staring to say anything. "Are you gonna devour me? You must really like staring at me." His eyes travelled down to assess my outfit. A moment's realization. Shit, I was wearing shorts but I took my tank top off so I was wearing my sports bra. Geez, way to go Celeste.

He continued, "I'm certified pervert. So, I'm just going to mock you." He was smirking. I didn't look at him but I knew he was smirking. Like how the earth is round, how it revolves around the sun and the moon revolves around the earth. I knew. I looked to the side to look at him. Why would I want to do that to myself?

The black jeans fit him well. The white shirt matched the leather jacket. His soft hair combed so many times by his hands. He didn't need girls to tell him that he is handsome. Or intimidate anyone so he is powerful. The intensity of his dark blue eyes speak on its own. He knows. Yet, he doesn't use it as an advantage. He isn't a player. Not even a bad boy. Just a boy who is fashionable with an asshole persona.

I, being myself, rolled my eyes. "Don't say what you are going to say." He shook his head and ran his hand in hair. Not out of nervousness, just to hide his slight smile. "Alright, mind reader." I just went inside.

He followed me inside. "Oh, sure. Come inside." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes. I'm sick of doing that so many times. But old habits die hard. "Are you my designated driver or they thought I'm going to ditch them for the cheerleaders?"

"I wish I could say the latter. I'm really hoping it was the latter." He said with condescending smile. Why? He occupied my previous position. "Sure, sit and make yourself at home." I muttered.

"Change yourself. But you choose to say like that for me. I have no troubles." I shook my head and ran upstairs. I changed to jeans and threw a coat over me. I grabbed my boots on the way down.

"Are these croissants? Chocolate?" He called out.

"Yes. They're mine. Don't touch them." I screamed. "If I already did?" He asked. That asshole. He is dead. "You are dead!" I ran downstairs to the kitchen. I remember keeping them there.

I went in there to see him drink water. I internally sighed. "Chill. I just saw them. Can I have one?" He asked politely. I don't trust him. "Did you already have one?" I asked him folding my hands and leaning on the door.

"Do you have trust issues?" He smiled a little. A small smile. "You can't blame me. You are the pervert." He opened his mouth to reply back. "Certified or not. Still a pervert."

"Did I make a sexual comment that made you uncomfortable?" He questioned me, straightening up. "No, sire. I wish you would." I deepened my voice. "Can I have it or not?" I rolled my eyes. "Only one."

"Let's go. Chop, chop." He laughed. "Never thought you would say chop chop." I shook my head. "No, I don't go chop crap." He laughed and motioned me to grab my keys. "There you are."

"What were you two doing? Taking it up in the shack. God bless America, if you guys gave up your hostility towards each other." Alena spoke up. I sighed and looked up to see her with Derek. "She is the most patient friend we would have the luck of ever finding." He grimaced.

"Taking it up in the shack? God bless America for the phrases."
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"What took so long?" Carlotta asked. Lucy spoke up, "Alena was screeching in our ears for 5 minutes and decided you were running late and send or more like forced him to collect you. After another 5 minutes, she decided she had take up matters in her hands."

"Longest speech award goes to.....drumroll please.....Lucy." Jake spoke with dry sarcasm. "The freakiest of freak goes to.....Alena." I sat down and coincidentally I was sitting next to asshole and opposite to literally all of them. Life, you bitch.

"What? No awards for us?" I said flatly. "If you answered your phone before, we would had no trouble." Alec spoke up. "We are having coffee at a diner for dinner. Why would you want to be here?" Michael spoke up.

"It is really fun to hang out with you, guys. That's why." I said. Even a little baby would be able to detect my sarcasm. "Geez, thanks for the heartfelt comment." Carlotta spoke up. "What kind of coffee would you want?"

"I'll see." I muttered. Everyone went through the menu. They have menu for coffee alone. What kind of place is this?

"Everyone ordered theirs. What about you, Celeste?" I obviously wanted chocolate. Who doesn't love chocolate? 'Jake and Lucy dont. And so many people in the world.' My mind sassed me. There, I thought I was actually sane.

"You need whipped cream for your sweetness."

I slowly turned to him and looked at him. Everybody stopped what they were doing. My dirty mind alert went on. What in the world, asshole?

"I was going to punch you but I realized I asked for it."

"Can't I just be sweet?"

"After what you did in my house. Not really."

"I asked you. I don't really ask for permission."

"After that, I was actually tired of even talking to you."

"You called me sire. I thought you were being serious."

"No, I wasn't. No, I'm not."

"Admit it. You really appreciated the comment. You asked for it. Literally."

"I did not think you would do it. It kind of....."

I stopped and replayed our conversation in my mind. "We should really stop talking before any shacking up topic comes up from Alena." He suggested with slight amused smile.

"You think?" I narrowed my eyes. "Shacking up?" Carlotta raised her eyebrows and voice. "Sire?" Jake spoke up. "You asked for it?" Alec looked unamused. Derek looked like he was too surprised to laugh.

"I'm making a dare or dare game. And daring you 7 minutes in heaven with him. Or I could go for 15 or even 30 minutes." Alena spoke up with a suggestive smile. "Throwback to the party, Celeste?"

Life, you bitch.
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Finally another chapter. I stole my brother's phone to write this chapter. Sorry, if it's not good. It's been so long. Thanks for reading. ❤ Any quotes? Should have named it whipped cream. The coffee on top. I would definitely drink that.