The Bad Boy Calls Me Enemy [COMPLETED]

Turmoil of thoughts

April.

His shirt didn't look bad on me. Instead, I looked way better in it than I ever do in my own clothes. Damn it. I folded the said shirt up to my elbows.

"Ready to go." I smiled to myself in the mirror. My hair was a bit wet and I had no make up on not even a lip gloss. 

"Hey." Christian greeted me as soon as I stepped out because I assumed he was waiting for me this whole time outside the door of the bathroom. Desperate pervert.

"He-" he hugged me, cutting me off.

His hands snaked around my waist as he pulled me closer.

"Damn, you smell like heaven." He whispered.

I felt my skin squirming under his touch and it would have been great if I had some control over it.

I didn't though.

"Chris." I exhaled as he kissed between my neck and shoulder. I guess exploring my weak points was all he wanted to do.

"I don't think I can control myself, Hazel." His kisses had come to my cheek.

"We have school." I pushed him.

"Learn some self control sweetie." I trailed my fingers across his lips.

"You're not helping it babe." I felt my cheeks flushing and I quickly walked away.

Why would he suddenly call me babe? I couldn't stop blushing. My cheeks were matching the shirt I was wearing. Just great.

"April!!!" Leah hugged me leaving no space between us. "God! Are you okay?!" She hugged me tighter.

"I was fine a moment before, but I can't breathe anymore." I mumbled.

She let go me and we giggled. I couldn't stop grinning as I saw her all happy and smiling instead of how she sounded on the phone or in the texts.

However the moment her eyes landed on Christian who was following from behind her face fell.

"Leah? Remember what we'd discussed last night? Trust him because you trust me. Please." I pleaded, pulling her hands to me.

"I'll try." She grunted. Well, that's better than a no.

"Hey Leah." Christian casually said without looking away from his phone.

Leah shot him a death glare before she marched off.

"Chris." I called. "Christian!"

"Yeah?" He answered, still looking at his damn phone.

"Look at me!" I grabbed his phone and yanked it out if his hands.

"Hey!" He grabbed it back in a second. "Hazel this is important."

I wanted to throw that phone away, but the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice made me shut up.

I was about to grab his arm instead when his phone started to scream.

"What's this all about?" He spoke quickly, his breathing rising. I didn't like the feeling which was forming knots in my stomach. What? What is it now?

"What do you mean he's onto us?" He clearly hissed into his phone. Anger spilled out of his voice.

Suddenly he looked at me. "Hazel, get inside the school. I'll catch up later."