Bad Intentions

CHAPTER NINE

D A H L I A

I look stunned. Did he see Richard and I?

oh my gosh Dahlia, of course he saw both of you! why else would he be asking? ugh you're so stupid, my subconscious mocks me. I roll my eyes.

"Why the eye roll? It's a valid question, isn't it?" I want to tell him I was rolling my eyes at the voice in my head but he'll probably think I'm stupid. "I'm sorry, Nate." I say.

He runs his hands through his golden brown locks that I have also grown to love running my hands through. He's frowning now, his cute dimples that I love aren't there anymore and I want to do something, anything, just to see him smile. I hate when he's this way.

"Just tell me why you both looked like you were about to kiss, hmm? What happened to 'Oh, that Richard is such a scumbag, I hate him and wish he'd vanish into thin air?'" He says this in a high pitched voice, probably trying to mimic how I sound when I talk. He's even waving his hands and everything.

okay I don't talk like that.

"I was not," I place emphasis on the not, "and I repeat not, about to kiss Richard. I still think he's the scum of the earth. Let me explain what happened?" Nate's about to speak before a voice behind me beats him to it.

"Explain how much you enjoyed the kiss I gave you earlier?"

Such cockiness fills the voice; I can practically feel his smirk as he talks. Richard.

I turn and face the most prominent asshole on earth. I'm trying not to stare at him in a 'you're so hot, I can't stop looking at you' way but I can't. He totally looks hot.

I mean, it should be a sin. His blonde hair is goals, and his jaw is so chiseled, I feel it's sharper than the knife at my house. I don't know why I'm thinking all this, but it's not the right time at all to be thinking like this.

"Get out. This doesn't concern you. You can't listen in on other people's conversations." I say, and he smirks harder.

"Hard to do that when the door is open." He says, and when he takes in Nathan's expression, he grins. "So, I just came by to ask if you wanted to hook up again sometime? Since Kiwi isn't your best friend anymore, it wouldn't be so bad, would it?"

Kiara. Can I really look past all she has done to me in the past three days? I don't know. I don't want to care.

"You're sick. You're a sick p-pig." I turn to Nate, "I swear nothing happened, don't listen to him. He only wants to mess with you."

Why am I even explaining myself so much? Nate isn't my boyfriend. He's just my friend so why do I feel the need to defend my actions so much? ugh this crush thing is hard.

"Sure babycakes. See you later." Richard says, then leaves; his sneakers making his footsteps loud. Right now, Nate and I are just there -I'm standing and he's sitting-, both of us not saying a word.

As the sound becomes lower, I speak up. "Nathan I-"

He cuts me off, "Save it. I know I'm supposed to believe you and I do. But the thought of you actually liking him enough to kiss him makes me want to pound his face in. No one else is supposed to touch you that way."