Antara's POV
It's been a year since I left Montreal High. I accomplished my mission to top at our rival school. Our school principal, adviser and school directors congratulate me. I'm happy like happy because I complete my mission but I missed Montreal High.I missed the days when Cryscel yells at me for being stubborn. When Duke always tease me for being a nerd. And back at the times when Tyson is right beside me placing his arm around my waist, sweet talking me. I would be lying if I say I don't miss them. I'm a college student now in Pastel Varley University. I'm still doing good in studies, still improving in Physical Education ksks.
Montreal High has taught me a lot of lessons not only in academics but also in real life lessons. I'm on my way to classroom. It's already late since we spent a lot of time for our upcoming drama. Alone, I walked through the hallways of our building. When someone grabbed my arm and dragged me out of nowhere. I could see his back wearing a black leather jacket with grey hoodie underneath and tight jeans. I tried to free my arm but he's too strong.
We reached the end of the hallway, which is the janitor's place. He face me then took his hoodie off. Before I knew, I rushed to hugged him then cry. Tyson. I missed him so much. He just chuckled then hugged me back, patting my head with his free hand.
"I-i missed you." I sobbed.
"Me too pumpkin, me too."
He lift me up putting my legs around his waist supporting my back with his arms. Before I could say anything he smashed his lips against mine hungrily while opening the janitor's closet behind me. I responded to the kiss passionately. He slither his tounge in between our kisses as I gaped my mouth for his entrance. Fvck! I longed for this. My hands searched for his hair tugging it softly. He moaned. I couldn't be any happier.
His tounge explored my mouth, exploring every piece of it. I couldn't help but to moaned which made him smirk. I am the first one to pulled away due to lack of oxygen.
We both catch our breaths together. He stared at me deeply like a lion staring at his prey. I smirked, "Take a photo it'll last longer."
He moves closer to me then kissed me passionately, "No." Kiss "I want" Kiss "you to" Kiss "stay with" Kiss "me" Kiss "longer."
I blushed at his words, literally speechless. I open my mouth to reply but he shushed me, "Could you do that for me?" he said. I just find myself nodding at his statement.
I'll stay with Tyson. I'll stay with him. Even if it takes forever.
