Dare Me To Love You (ITL Series #1) |COMPLETE

Prologue

PROLOGUE
MONICA

THE PLACE played a wild music, almost deafening every people inside. But it looks like they're enjoying themselves. Dancing and drinking like it was their last day.

Meanwhile, I enjoyed myself with my drink as my company, watching people go crazy on the dance floor when I suddenly felt a hand on my waist. I glanced at him and frowned. Puno ng tattoo ang mukha at braso niya, not that I find it dirty but what made this man disgusting to me was the smirk on his face-no, it was really his face.

Marahan akong lumayo mula sa kaniya, I tried shrugging off his hand in a way that he won't realize.

I sighed annoyingly. Pagod na pagod na ako sa sunod-sunod na projects sa school and I want my weekend to start fresh and good.

"Why, gorgeous?" Nilapit pa talaga niya ang mukha niya. He moved his tattooed body closer to mine. I smiled nonchalantly and finished my drink. Hindi ko na kinakaya ang maduming presensiya ng lalaking 'to.

"Do you want to hang out, gorgeous?" Lumapit siya sa'kin at ibinulong iyon. Hinawakan nya ang likod ko na halos ikasuka ko. I hate it when someone touches my back, especially without my consent.

Tumingin ako sakanya at ngumiti ng pilit, "In your dreams, fucker!" I raised my middle finger at him and got up from m y seat.

Pero bago pa ako makaalis ng tuluyan sa lugar ay naramdaman ko ang mahigpit na hawak ng lalaki sa braso ko. I winced.

"Yabang mo ah! Hindi ka naman maganda!" I gasped-offended. My seven-step skin care routine does not deserve this insult from a man whose breath could be compared to a loaded truck of trash!

"Fuck you, retard! I bet my middle finger is longer than your dick!" I harshly pulled my arm from him but to no avail. Pinagtitinginan na kami ng mga tao sa bar.

Nakita ko-kahit sa madilim at nakakahilong ilaw ng bar ang pagtagis ng panga niya-umamba siya ng suntok kaya napapikit ako.

Pero nang maramdaman kong nakawala ang braso ko mula sa lalaki ay muli akong napamulat ng mata. Nasa harap ko ngayon ang likod ng isang lalaki.

Naka-leather black jacket at clean ang fade sa buhok. He had an earing on her left ear na kumikinang sa bawat pagtama ng ilaw.

"Are you hitting on my girlfriend?"

Gabriel Davis Santos.

He's in my class. Sinong hindi nakakakilala sa isang Santos? He's one of the most popular boy in school. They say he's perfect with his dirty blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and porcelain skin. Pero parang hindi naman.

But wait... did he just call me-his girlfriend?!

Napatingin ako sa harap niya, amused and disapproving of what he had said earlier.

"She's your girl?" My look shifted to the jerk. He raised both of his hand while shrugging, shows that he don't want to fight with Gabriel.

I heaved a breath of relief. I'll tell Jeus about this and hopefully, his friend-the owner of this bar-takes an action about this.

I looked at the jerk, my chin up, arms crossed, and eyes glaring. That's right, jerk! Go far away!

"Hey," parang tumayo ata lahat ng balahibo ko sa katawan nang marinig ang malalim na boses ni Gabriel. I froze, contemplating if I should look at him or walk away like nothing happened.

But it'll be rude to just walk away without thanking my savior.

It took me about three deep breaths and 10 seconds before finally facing him. I gulped and silently cussed. Shit! He's just inches away from my face! The difference between my height and his were not that far.

But, shit!

Why is he so close? THAT close?!

"You okay?"

"U-uhm... thanks." He chuckled. Damn. That was probably the most beautiful chuckle I've ever heard. I need to rewatch fifty shades to regain my sanity and go back to Christian Grey.

The feeling of a warm clothing embraced my bare shoulders. Doon ako natauhan. Kanina pa pala ako nakatunganga. I looked at Gabriel, my forehead creased.

Napayakap ako sa leather jacket niya, now covering my tube dress. I did not realize I felt cold from the cold air-conditioning of the room not until I felt the warmth of Gab's jacket. It smelled like him. Mabango.

I secretly inhaled his strong scent over his jacket. I tried my best not to close my eyes. Shit. What the hell? Where is this almost-obsession coming from?!

"Go home, Monica. It's late." I raised a brow at him. Sino siya para sabihan akong kailangan ko nang umuwi?! I crossed my arms again, my heels tapping on the floor.

He seems to read my reaction. He placed both of his hands inside his pocket, "Hinahanap ka na raw sa inyo. Jeus said your dad messaged him."

Nanlaki ang mata ko. Oh my! I have a curfew!

"Shit." sa sobrang taranta, hindi ko na nagawang lingunin si Gabriel. I quickly ran to my car, not minding how painful my toes were inside my heels.

When I got home, I received a quiet but not that big sermon from my parents. Good thing my charms still work on them. Pagkatapos ng limang minutong sermon ay dumeretso na rin ako sa room ko.

While I was drying my hair, I glanced upon the leather jacket neatly folded on top of my study table. Ibinaba ko ang hair dryer at inabot ang jacket.

Bumalik bigla 'yung eksena sa bar. I bit my lower lip and his face filled my mind. The way he spoke, the way he chuckled, the way his pockets hid his hands. Darn it. I can't seem to forget him and what happened earlier.

Nasa akin ang jacket niya... meaning, this is not the last time we would be meeting. I need to return his jacket.

Maybe... tomorrow?