With A Girl Like Me

CHAPTER : 20 - I HATE KIDS, REMEMBER?

Chapter : 20 - I Hate Kids, Remember?

His index finger was pressed on my lips to silence me, his other arm held me close snaked around my waist. His lips brushed all the way from my cheek to my ear and his hot breath fanned against my earlobe and I trembled against his frame.

My lips parted with excitement and he leaned into my face. His wild green eyes held a strange glint, which hypnotized me. Looked down at his finger pressing against my panting lips and he slowly swept his finger gliding across them, driving me nuts with the sensation.

I thinned my brows and blinked at his frustrating touch and he smirked.

"What's more better way than this to shut you up?" He whispered and his warm breath with a hint of cherries hit my lips and I lost my senses.

"Tell me Anaaya." He said again I squeezed my eyes shut and chewed on my lip, turning away from him.

He held my chin back to face him, and forced to look into his alluring eyes.
I bit my lip hard to fight back tears that threatened to come out.

"Don't you dare bite your lip again or you'll regret it." He hissed and I immediately shivered releasing it. My whole body kept trembling just with his burning gaze.

"Good girl." He smirked. As I kept staring at him like an idiot.

"Now, listen to me Anaaya." He whispered tugging me harshly. Something in his eyes told me he was frustrated and angry.

"Don't you ever talk about yourself like that ever again! Don't you ever compare yourself to others." He hissed into my lips and I held my breath in my lungs.

"Do you have any idea, how beautiful you are? No, you don't." He smiled and shook his head. "Trust me Anaaya, look into my eyes. Do you think they lie? You are killing me, you drive me crazy!" He closed his eyes and sighed and sat jumped at his caressing breath.

"Anaaya, you are just breathtaking. Your eyes, they're just so dark, almost black. Your long, think lashes, the way you bat them when you're annoyed or suprised, god!" He rolled his eyes and looked back at me.

"And your long slender nose, scrunches up whenever I annoy you, damn I just feel like annoying you just to look at you!" He gave out a frustrated laugh.

"And your lips. Bloody hell." He cussed and his eyes travelled to my lips and lingered there. "Damn, that lips of yours! So perfect, so plump. And the way you curl you full lower lip, and sink your teeth in it. Shit!" He shut his closed and sighed.

"Anaaya, you're so damn perfect! I love the way you grin like a kid, the way you pull your ponytail up tight while talking, I having someone to lean on their shoulders, to poke there soft cheeks. I love every little thing about you, that makes you so damn beautiful than any other girl I know." He smiled. And I felt myself melting into him.

"And Anaaya, I don't think it's just this. I'm not finished yet. But if I'd try to compliment your-" he cleared his throat and narrowing his eyes playfully he said, "You'd, definitely beat the crap out of my ass." He smirked raking his eyes to my curves and I pushed him back.

"You pig! Pervert!" I started to run behind him hitting him furiously with my bagpack.

"Annu! No! Stop it..ah!!" He started running around giggling and I ran behind him.

He ran around the trees and pillars in circles and I followed him and I terribly bumped into him and fell on him. The bagpack fell on his face and I started hitting his face with it.

"Asshat!" I scolded him hitting his face.

"Woah!! Excuse me! Stop that!" His voice came out in a different way and I immediately froze in my place and looked at his face taking off the bagpack.