The Cute Hat Thief

Iv. Fountain

"What are- ow!" Giovan grunted as we fell forward into the ground. It didn't really hurt as Giovan served as a cushion for me but my head smacked harshly on his back.

I felt a sense of deja vu, as we were know in the same position from yesterday, just the roles reversed.

"Are you missing braincells? Or are all guys just naturally this stupid and irritating?! Maybe your curls have sucked up all the common sense that your body held." I grabbed a fist full of dark curls and yanked- hard.

The sound that came out of him as soon as my hand touched his hair was unearthly. I snapped out of my moment of fury, staring at the body underneath me, scared for my life.

I watched as he lifted us both off the ground, head turning to look at me. I gulped as I saw anger swirling in his irises, his hazel eyes looking a shade darker.

He growled, "No one- no one touches my hair." He stood up, not caring that I basically slid off him, falling onto my butt onto the ground.

Someone save me! I think I'm about to be eaten alive... by the hottest monster ever.

Even in the midst of his anger I couldn't help but notice how attractive he looked, mad and all.

He drew up to his full height of 6'1", staring down at me with no sign of sympathy, his teeth slightly barred. I tried scrambling to my feet, a small yelp coming out of me as he shot down and picked me up, slinging me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Now faced with a nice, round pair of cheeks I felt blood rush into my head, my face burning. My hair fell around my face, blocking my view from seeing where Giovan was marching to.

Freaking out, I kicked my legs and hit his back repeatedly, trying to wiggle out of his strong grip.

"Keep doing that and I'll drop you." I felt a hot hand on the back of my thigh, fingers brushing my butt.

"I don't care- put me down! This is harassment!" My voice sounded thick.

"You tackled me- that was harassment. This is payback." He was still marching. Over the sound of blood pulsing in my ears I could make out the sound of running water- no.

He's going to throw me into the fountain!

In the middle of our campus was a large, cement fountain that people through coins in for luck. In the middle of it was a statue of the university founder.

I watched in horror as Giovan stopped walking, I could see the fountain edge in front of him. To my amazement, I watched as he stepped into the fountain, his boots now submerged. The water reached just a little past his shins.

"Please.. don't throw me in. Gio.." I whispered his name.

He seemed to think for a moment, "Hmm, to throw her in or to not throw her in. Let me ask the devil on my shoulder." He tapped my butt-

"Hey!"

-"Do you think I should throw her in?" He was talking to my butt..? Because I'm the devil on his shoulder.

I rolled my eyes, eyes landing on his butt. Grinning I let go of his shirt and lifted my hands, bringing them down on his cheeks-

SMACK!

Belatedly realizing my mistake, I felt hands wrap around my waist and soon I was upright again, except I kept moving. Like a slow motion movie my hair flew straight up as I moved down, watching Giovan's smug face fly by me as I was free falling.

One second I was on his shoulder, the next I was halfway under freezing cold water that was seeping through my clothes.

My hair fell over my face, blocking my view from Giovan's standing before me. I heard him laughing- no he was outright cackling at me.