My Little Fighter

Chapter 30

Amelia

How do I breathe? I think I forgot how to.

My shocked face didn't match his amused expression at all. The guy right here simply chuckled then put his head back on me.

Whut?

"What d-"

"Shhh cupcake, it's rude to interrupt someone's sleep. Pay attention to the lesson." He whispered while looking up at me.

I rolled my eyes, but I actually wanted to pay attention, so I simply ignored the ogre napping on my shoulder.

He's my cute ogre though.

Right now, the course was done, and I was walking towards my next class with Jace following  behind me, trying to hug me.

It was the most adorable thing ever, but I had to act mad because what he did was completely inappropriate!

"Because of you I completely missed half of the course!"

"It's not my fault you're easily distracted Amelia!"

"Dude! You literally-"
I tried defending myself, but he abruptly stopped walking, then turned around and had the audacity to shut me up with a kiss.

But, I mean, it kinda worked so...

I know you're confused, so let me explain. It all happened twenty minutes ago. While I was taking notes peacefully, Jace couldn't fall asleep and decided that I was his source of entertainment, so he took the liberty to start drawing random things on my hand, but was that enough?

Hell no.

This idiot then proceeded to slip his hand under my hoodie when he got bored of doodling, and as much as I tried protesting for him to stop, this only made him go higher and higher, and I thought he was about to do something not so religious in class. But did he do that?

Hell no.

This motherfucker tickled the shit out of me, making my not so cute laugh be heard by everyone.

I apologized instantly at the accident, but that didn't make the weird stares go away.

"Ugh, I can't believe I also have this class with you." I jokingly complained when he finally was able to get a grip on me.

"You have this class, and the next three too. Then you'll have a little break from me, until I come pick you up for the party." He retorted cheerfully.

"Aw you just can't get enough of me, can you?" I said tauntingly

"Shut up." He said while squeezing my hips, making chills run all over me.

Hum, moving on.

"Where is this thing anyway?"

He stayed silent for a while before saying. "My house."

Confusion was etched all over my face at his answer. "Wait, it's your party?"

"Um, technically yes." He answered while scratching his head hesitantly.

"Oh." I suddenly grew nervous at the thought of going over to his home.

Even though it's under different circumstances as we would be surrounded by dozens of people, I knew I would be intimidated by our different living arrangements. After all, only two people have ever been to my wonderful apartment, and that was for a reason.

Don't get me wrong, I'm so thankful that I at least have a roof on the top of my head, but I can't help feeling bad, it's stronger than me.

"Why would you come pick me up if you're the host then?"