Chapter 17: Different

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Lisa Pov

My hands cupped her jaw lifting her head up, forcing her to look at me. I would only believe what she'll say if she looks at me directly in the eyes.

"Do you really want me to be honest?", she mumbled looking back at me. I didn't let go of her head as I nod.

Then I noticed her right hand move up, and her fingertips slowly brush along my wrist until it cupped my hand. My eyes follow it, and when I felt her hand made contact on my skin, my heart began to beat frantically. And when I look at her again and met her eyes.

I turned completely blank.

Her hand on top of my hand, the way she looks at me straight to my eyes. And the way these loud thumps inside my chest is deafening my ears.

I feel breathless, and I couldn't help but take a glance at her lips as I wait for her to speak.

But I made every it even worse when I did that because I was even more drawn to it. It feels like it's pulling my head down.

I gulped, can I? Just one. Let me-

"You're really gonna do it? Do you really want to die?"

"AH! Ah! Aw!", my face scrunches in pain as she pulled one of my fingers down that sends this excruciating pain throughout my whole body.

I quickly snatched my hand away from her, holding my poor forefinger while bits of tears threatened to pour our at the side of my eyes.

"Aw~ my poor finger, why would you do that for!? Don't you know how precious are my fingers to me?", I exclaimed eyeing her with disbelief while holding my hand gently.

Then I saw her face flushed, and her nose flared. That had me taken aback, pressing my mouth shut as quickly as I blurted such thing as that.

"I don't know and I don't want to know you pervert! Aish!", she hissed, before she moves her hand and I thought she was gonna hit me so my head tilt and I cover my head with my arms.

But she stops and slowly clenched her hand, balling it into a fist in front of me. Her lips pursed tight as she gritted her teeth trying to control herself.

"Wae? Aren't you using your fingers to hold your gun? Of course, it's important to me.", I reasoned out, pouting at her. She retreated her hand, and use it to hold her head instead.

"Why am I even here?" She mumbled to herself still holding her head. As she sucked in breath looking regrettable.

My lips puckered, feeling guilty. I don't know what came into my head to even think of kissing her. Am I that sexually frustrated or what?

My brows furrowed, wait am I?

I gasped covering my mouth looking at her with wide eyes. Am I actually sexually attracted to her?

"What!? What was that look for?", she asked glaring at me.

It can't be possible, no way, my head shook in denial.

I mean she's not like those girls I've met before, someone with big assets and oozing with sexiness, I hissed biting my lip staring at her from head to toe with narrowed eyes.

Then my gaze went back to her face and looked at her lips again. I hissed again, closing my eyes.

I'm feeling it again. What the hell is happening to me?

"You're unbelievably audacious.", she muttered snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I think I should leave now since you look fine that you're back with your perversely minded self.", she said and started heading towards the door. But I quickly run, stretching my arms wide blocking the door from her.

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