Mr Cliché.

fifteen.

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S C E N E
15
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Mr cliches
Unexpected turn
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Armani's thoughts
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Don't look at me like that.

I know what I did was stupid..but fuck I couldn't help it. Regardless of what he had just confessed..I don't regret it. White boy could use his tongue for things other than spitting cocky one lines.

I've never experienced head..and quite frankly, deep down..I wouldn't mind experiencing it more.

"This is really good, Mrs Wilson"

Sebastian stated; nodding and taking a fork full of pasta in his mouth. I glanced over at him. He acted so nonchalantly like he hadn't eaten out of me like the very dish he was enjoying. I on the other hand could not slip the thought out of my subconscious.

The way his eyes looked at me the whole time. Focused and trained. His oceanic eyes a dangerous tide that brushed me away to a non existent island.

I hated myself for allowing him to make me feel like this.. especially since his stupid ass told me he lied about this study thing.

I'm stupid too for believing him. Now we're here. He's already touched and tasted me..and I shan't allow him to go any further. I can't allow him to win again!

I mean as much as I enjoyed...that..

I can't go through this mental argument any longer. I choose me. I choose peace.

"Mani.. you okay? You've been picking at your food for a while now?"

My mom spoke up from her seat. We were currently seated in the kitchen in our medium sized dining room set. I looked towards her direction. Blinking rapidly, I nodded then dug into my food.

"Yes, sorry..I have sumn on my mind"

I admitted, then focused on my food..then back at Sebastian. Who hadn't looked at me nor spoken to me this whole time.

Was he too thinking about what had happened between us?

Psh, ofcourse not..man has done it before so he's accustomed to making girls feel like this-

NOT THAT I LIKED HIM!

His eyes shifted towards me and I quickly averted my gaze. My heart began to pound as I gripped onto my fork, finishing my food.

"What's on your mind hm?"

Before I could rise from my seat, my mom spoke. I felt flushed.

"I uh- well y'know.."

I giggled and before I could speak up;

"She's just being a cry baby because I beat her at our... algebra game, it's a study method we thought of"

His voice spoke smoothly as I lifted my gaze to look his direction. He had his sets on my mother before looking at me, then smirking slightly.

"Really?, That's a smart method.."

I cleared my throat before looking over at my mom. Kayla was seated beside him, minding her own business and enjoying her dinner.