I Slapped His Twin

I Slapped His Twin

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"YOU ASSHOLE!" I pounced on Jack's back. I expected him to fall but surprisingly he was able to hold onto me. "What the?" He held onto my thigh and tried turning his head but I held his head by wrapping my arms around his neck. "HOW DARE YOU TELL NATHON I LIKED HIM?!" I whispered hardly at him. Making sure no one heard us, nearly everyone was watching us. I was strangling Jack in the middle of the hallways after all. "Who t-the hell are you?!" He slightly chocked, I let go of him for a second but then strangled him again. "Stop acting you asshole!" I pulled at his hair, I can't believe he told my crush about me liking him for almost 4 years. Nathon even talked to me and told me that he didn't like me at all. My dreams about me and him were crushed in less than a minute. I got off of him and turned him harshly towards me. Woah, did he get a makeover or something? Why does he look hot today? I quickly throw away all those thoughts and continued what I planned to do. I kneed him in his glory and slapped him, hard. He promised to keep the secret but he lied. He broke his promise and embarrassed me, now Nathon rejected me infront of everyone. Everyone laughed, even Nathon laughed when he talked to me and asked if I really liked him for nearly 4 years infront of everyone. "GEM!" I heard someone yell at me, I turned to see Jack running towards me with a shocked face. Wait, if he is jack then who is the one I just slapped? "Holy, are you ok Zack?" Jack checked on the guy who looked like him and was on the ground holding his dick. "Why the hell did you do that to him?! He is my twin for god's sake!" He exclaimed. Leaving me in shock and horror. •Book 2 of the 'uglyseries' {Warning: Slow updates}
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"What do you want?" I snap, slamming my locker shut. His casual smirk, messy dark hair, tan skin, strong arms, eerie storm-grey eyes... the list could go on of things I notice- that I shouldn't notice- about him. "Oh, I want a lot of things." He inspects a speck of dirt on his arm. "I'm sure you've heard the news?" His eyes flicker back up to meet mine. Does he know? No. He can't. So I roll my eyes. He can't know that I know, that I would do anything to be the first one he tells. "You'll have to be more specific." I mutter, trying to look casual as I inspect my nails. "Well, it involves a certain title of the swim team," He offers. I shrug. "So you got captain. That's cool. And what do I have to do with that?" He narrows his eyes, trying to read my expression. Unfortunately for him, I have mastered the art of hiding my emotions. "This is what I wanted to talk to you about. During English," He fiddles with his sweater sleeve. "I recall you trying to talk to me," I frown. "Well, I..." He swallows, seeming... nervous? "I'm not doing too great... subject wise. And if I don't pick up my ass soon, I might be forced to quit." He rubbed the back of his neck, making his shirtsleeve slide up his arm to reveal a strong bicep. Not that I notice. I narrow my eyes. "And what do I get back in return?" I cross my arms. I'm going to be late for the bus if we don't hurry. He studies my face. "Name your price." He mirrored my position. I sigh. Money... but I don't need it. Popularity... but I don't want it. I meet his gaze steadily. He lifts his chin, the tiniest bit, but it doesn't intimidate me. I square my shoulders and stand up straight. He's only just taller than me. "Stop pretending to be perfect." All rights reserved. Cover art by me :) but will probably be redone soon

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