The Shade's Of You. | ✓

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Sophia.

God, I could kill my bestfriend right about now. I can not believe that she would literally ship me off with a complete stranger because she wants to spend the night with her boyfriend. I couldn't argue though.

She didn't know about my hate for the stranger.

Okay well- maybe that isn't fully true, his hardly a stranger. I have danced, kissed and touched this man, slapped him twice even. In fact I've even agreed to open up my house to this guy before meeting him.

"This way, sweetcheeks." He gestures with his head to the right side of the parking lot and the smug look that's on his face annoys me. "Don't look so angry." He says.

"Don't call me that or tell me what to do!" I snap.

He chuckles and raises up an eyebrow, again smirking at me. I ignore him and continue to silently follow behind his tall figure. It's is only now that I take in his frame and the dangerous aura that wraps and radiates off him.

I gulp, suddenly feeling scared of this guy and stupid for not asking Lily more about the person who I'll be sharing a house with. I really really, times a hundred, hope I made the right choice with this decision.

We walk for a few more minutes in silence, enjoying the peace and comfort between us for as long as we can.

The only sounds around us is either from the club, a few drunk people with their friends and the angry couple screaming at each other nearby. I try to ignore it.

We stop in front of a sleek classic looking car and I warn myself not to drool over the beauty of the beast.

I don't stay gawking at the car for too long and neither do I ask how he got this car so quickly if he only did arrive a few hours ago. He must be rich so why didn't he book himself into a hotel if his got money?

I eye him from the corner of my eye and snicker, shaking my head. "Cheapskate." I mutter to myself.

Whether he heard me and chooses to ignore me, I don't care. I stand at the passenger side door, waiting for him to open up but this fool doesn't move. I roll my eyes and groan in annoyance at this stupidity.

"Are you going to open this door or am I going to have to walk home tonight?" I ask and he chuckles.

I feel him press himself against me, his front to my back, and I blush at the warmth and feel of it. I shiver lightly when his hand brushes pass my side, slowly unlocking his door for me. I'm almost in awe but I'm not because he did insult me not too long ago and yes, I'm still angry.

"Are you going to get in or do I have to shove that ass in?"

My eyes widen and I gasp, he would do that? I wouldn't put it past him. I quickly jump inside and the door behind me slams shut, I breath out in relief for many reasons.

It takes us twenty minutes to reach the apartment with me giving directions along the way and also ignoring him when he tried talking to me about anything else, why would I want to talk to him?

One thing though.

I was left flustered and red face throughout the drive.

King had grabbed my hand as soon as he started driving, intertwining our fingers together and placing it against my bare thigh, almost as if he were silently saying something.

I didn't bother trying to stop him or move my hand away either because honestly, I kind of liked it and the feel of his large warm hand wrapped around mine, like a secret promise of sorts, made me feel safe and secure somehow.

Lily would have definitely called me a creeper if she saw me so openly gawking at my driver and new house mate, mostly at his long tattooed arms and how tightly he kept gripping that wheel, with one thought in mind.

How can somebodys hands turn me on so much?

"You can stop staring now. We are here."

His husky voice snaps me back into reality and I blush for the hundredth time tonight as my hand reaches for the door but my other hand intertwined with his stops me.

I frown and fall back against the comfortable seat. I don't say anything, I wait, thinking that he might apologize for his rudeness earlier but no he doesn't.

I turn to my side to look at him, again, but his gaze is locked forward and his jaw is clenched. It's a sight that I can stay staring at for a long, long while, I'll admit that. I blink once, twice and then I frown. He won't apologize.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip and I scoff, shaking my head, I pull away my hand from his and reach for the door again and this time nothing stops me.

'Stop it, Sophia! What is wrong with you? That's just another stupid boy, what are you thinking?!' I scold myself.

Black doors greet me once I stop outside my apartment door, I quickly open it and slam it shut, ignoring the loud sound of boots walking down the once silent hallway.

So what if we kissed? People kiss all the time, that doesn't mean anything right? Especially since we both don't know each other like that. Oh god. I'm over thinking this again!

It was just a kiss, Sophia, just a simple kiss and it was just another stupid unnecessary insult as well.

The door behind me opens and closes.

I turn around and glare at the tall sexy man, ignoring the way my heart beat suddenly picked up. I need to stop this, whatever this is. It needs to stop right now.

"Your room for your stay, however long it may be, is down that hallway-" I stop and point down the hallway, towards where the guest bedroom is located. "The last door on your right." I finish and drop my hand back down.

He smirks, stepping forward.

"What? We aren't sharing beds?"

My eyes narrow further while I deeply inhale. "Listen, this isn't me. I don't wear these clothes. I don't know what- I'm not some slut okay? Sorry to disappoint." I hiss.

I turn back around and make my way towards me room, slamming my door shut. I lean against it and take in a few deep breaths while I force myself to forget about how his handsome smug face fell at my statement.

God give me strength.