He is my Forbidden Fruit

Chapter: He hates me now

Harold Point of View

I decide to check up on Angel and Cassandra. I wonder why Angel got  so pissed off that Austin talked to Cassandra. He is in love with Angel!

I softly knock on Cassandra' s door. "Hey, you there?" I ask.

I knock again but no answer. I check my watch: 8:54pm

It's early for her to be asleep. I quietly open the door. I take a half step in and see her laying down on her side facing the window.

I freeze to see her wearing a short satin night gown. I want to leave. I need to leave. This is wrong. But my eyes look at her body. She has small curves.  The night gown barely covers her ass which is small but firm looking.

"What the hell?!" I think to myself. "You sick pervert!"

My heart skips a beat when I see her lay on her back. She grunts and raises her arms.

Move!  Move idiot! But my body stays there looking at her aching her back highlighting her curves.

She finally sits up and quickly turns to me. Our eyes meet again and my knees get weak. I start to sweat on my hands.

"Hey, is everything okay?" She asks.

I quickly nod.

"So what up?" She asks.

I swallow and clear my throat. "I-I just wanted to check up on you."

"Why?"

I walk in and close the door. I sit in front of her with my knees to my chest. I look at her and she is trying to cover herself up.

"Why did she get mad you were talking to Angel?" I ask. "What were you guys talking about before I got there?"

She shrugs, "Nothing.  He just stopped me before I feel down. He asked who i was and if I was okay."

I sigh, "Angel might think you were hitting on him or something."

"He isn't my type anyways. He is cute but no thank you especially if he is Angel's boyfriend."

"Do you want me to talk to her?" I ask.

"No thanks, she might have another bitch fit again. I don't want to fight anymore."

I shake my head, "She is nice."

"Sure," she rolls her eyes. "You are the nice one not her."

"I still hate you. You do remember right?" I ask.

She bites her lower lip and lightly frowns. "Sorry."

"Whatever, I'm leaving now."

"Wait!" She touches my arm. "I know you might not like me but I do need you to take me to get a new ID tomorrow please."

Her touch sends an electric charge to my body. I jump a bit and she notices it.

"You okay?" She asks. She gets closer with a worried face.

I nod. "Umm what time?"

"9am."

"Fine."

She smiles at me. "Thanks."

She is cute, super cute the way she looks right now. No. No. Stop it.

Cassandra Point of View

He is staring straight into my eyes. I am feeling so exposed not only because I have a "sexy" night gown, but because his eyes are inviting me in. I can't control my body. I begin to lean in and take his scent.