That Tall Dark Handsome Mr. Popular #The Bad Boy Chronicles

Chapter 10

The coffee shop was one I never been into. This place screams of aristocracy. I don't belong here. No I don't belong here. "Are you all right Alexi?" he asked. "Yes" I said a little too quickly in squeaky voice. "I mean I don't do well with people and crowd." I said.

"Don't worry I will be here with you entire time. Just keep looking at me" he instructed and I nodded. "Look at me" He said again. I looked at him and he looked into my eyes. There was again that strange sadness in his eyes. Maybe I am just being paranoid. Maybe both. Who knows what can he do to me without even blinking his eyes.

He pulled a chair for me to sit down. What a perfect example of gentleman however he is not a gentleman he is a he devil. A he devil riding on my back saying good nothings into my ears constantly. And driving me down into path of endless sin.

He sat down in front of me and picked up the menu. "Anything special you like?" He asked. "No you can order for me" I said. He smiled that sweet satisfactory smile that I came to resent so much in past years. He ordered for us. The waitress was flirting with him. I on the other hand was not even paying attention to her advances.

He looked at me after she left. "Don't you get jealous if someone else flirts with your boyfriend?" He asked me. "no because you are just my friend and we are long way from the path of relationship" I said not looking up at him. "I hate when you don't look at me Alexi makes me feel like I am doing some kind of bad thing to you"

"I am sorry that you feel that way Alexander but I do am here against my wishes. I am doing this only because your father asked me to. He asked me to give his golden boy a chance of having real friend so I am giving you a chance." I said maybe I shouldn't because he stiffen at the mentioning of the reason.

"Did he told you why?" He asked. "No he did not and he shouldn't Alexander because it is not his story to tell. It is yours and I don't want to hear it from your father or your mother" I said. He relaxed a bit "That's so noble of you. Most of the girl will do anything for knowing but you... You are not" He started to play with the edge of linen handkerchief.

"No I am not. Honestly Alexander you do make me curious. You make me mad and curious at the same time. I see something in you no one else can. And I am dying to know the reason behind that. But I am not going to force you into telling me anything." I said. He relaxed a little more as if a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

Then he asked me "What is that you see in me and others don't?" "You are not happy as you want everyone to think. You have this strange kind of sadness hidden in your eyes." He looked at me weirdly as if accessing my answer than his gaze turned smoldering.

I felt it burning holes through my skin. "I am not sad" I chose not to argue at that. If he wants to think he is happy then who am I to tell him no? I didn't commented on his sentence instant I focused on the unclosed menu written in neat cursive letters.

"Here is you order sir" A male waiter said. I looked at him and he smiled at me. I smiled at him too. Alexander scowled at that. Oh right girlfriend and jealousy theory. I don't know why he wants to prove that He wants me to be his girlfriend. I mean I am average not even that pretty.

"Stop flirting with my girlfriend if you love your job" Alexander said in a low tone. The waiter mumbled a small sorry and left. I glared at Alexander. "You don't have to do that" I said. "You expect me to not to say anything when he was clearly flirting with you? You are my girlfriend Alexi how can I let anyone flirt with you?" He said tightening his fingers around my wrist.

I pulled my hand back from his death grip. It hurts so damn bad. "Don't touch me." I hissed. He glared at me and picked his cup drinking it in one go. He cursed as the hot liquid burned him. I cannot help but laugh. Big bad wolf got burned by mere coffee.

He should really think before drowning his anger with coffee. He could get burned easily. He glared at me again. "What kind of girlfriend are you? Your boyfriend just got burned by the coffee and you are laughing?" He asked. It made me laugh harder. Damn he is hilarious. Can he get more funny?

"No I am kind of friend who loves to pull leg of her other friends." I replied. "No wonder you are a loner who wants to be a friend of..." He Paused and my eyes harden. " I know I am a freak you don't have to say that in elaboration. No one asked you to be my anything Alexander I am fine alone" I said and put some money on the table leaving him alone.

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