Mr. Popular is My Crush

never be the same

I ran as fast as I could. Coming across Liza who was shouting at the person at the door. I peaked a little, meeting Blake's tall figure. He was eyeing her strangely.

God.

"Lisa." I held her arm, pulling her away.

"I swear I'll kill you! This is the second time you're pulling me inside!" Lisa jerked my hand away looking mad furious.

"Lisa." I scolded lightly. She moved back glaring at Blake again.

"Fuck this shit I'm outta here."

"No, wait- Lisa!" I called after her but she climbed upstairs already.

I sighed looking back at Blake. I walked over to front door where he was standing. "What do you want?"

He shut his eyes before opening them again. He grabbed my hand causing me to let out a small yelp in surprise and slammed my ID card on my palm. "They wouldn't even let your ass enter in the school without this." His voice was raspy. I'd be lying if i say he didn't look dangerous at that moment.

"I, uh." I glanced down at my ID card. That shit was so important for me and Blake, infact, was right. They wouldn't even allow me to enter a foot in the school without my ID card.

I looked back at him who was already staring back at me. Wanting to thank him for helping me, I said something else instead. "Where did you find this?" My eyebrows furrowed in confusion because this wasn't what I wanted to say but honestly, where the hell did he found my ID card?

"I-" Blake now avoided eye contact. "I didn't find it. Samantha did." He eyed me carefully upon saying that.

My face hardened when Blake continued, "she told me to give it to you."

I let out a loud scoff at that. "Why? She can't even face me now?"

Blake only stared blankly at me.

"Glad to know that she actually now realises what she has done."

Blake was still quite.

"And you," his eyes were back at me. I glared right through in them, "then why did you even come here? You also shouldn't face me. You both did the same thing anyways."

Okay, I didnt want to say this. Did I?

Blake's eyes narrowed. "I didn't do anything wrong-"

My eyes widened slightly. Cutting him off breathlessly, I spoke. "Fuck you."

The door was being shut at his face.

I leaned my back against the door. Breathing hard.

Blake's an asshole. Periodt.

Tossing the ID card in the other hand, I opened the door again for fresh air. I gasped when I came face to face with Blake. He was still standing on his place without even moving a bit.

My eyes grew wide. Anger, its all I could feel. "What the hell? Why didn't you leave yet!?"

"I got you your fucking ID card and that's how you're gonna thank me?"

I eyed him.

Is he for real.

"Are you for real?!" I barked out in anger. He only shot me an obvious look.

"Go away," I muttered, closing the door again. He stuck his shoe in between when I attempted to shut it. "Whatt?"

I was irritated now. "That's not how you should treat your guest." Blake, boring his eyes into mine, spoke when I peaked from the door irritatingly.