Something Between Us ✔

11| Pervert Between Us

11. Pervert Between Us

"Beauty attracts the eye but personality captures the heart."

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From the corner of my eyes, I saw Brian walk past me. I heard the chair of the desk behind me move. Brian was sitting behind me.

I wanted to talk to him. But I wouldn't. Maybe I should just forget what happened yesterday. It was nothing. He was just being an idiot. And he was drunk. Drunk people do stupid things, right? And I even doubted he remembered what happened.

Plus he had ignored me all day and had already got a new friend. So I had all the right to ignore him too. And he wouldn't want me to talk to him either. I was boring. So he'll get what he wanted. And anyways he has got Gemma to entertain him.

The teacher entered the class and started teaching us. I carefully took notes and concentrated on the class. Or rather tried to.

After an hour, she put the chalk down and instructed us about some homework and soon she was out of class. The students began to file out of the class too.

I placed the strap of my bag on my shoulder, well aware of Brian who still hadn't made a move to leave yet.

When I was about to leave, he spoke up.

"Brooke," I heard him call my name.

I turned around to face him.

Ugh! What happened to ignoring him?

"Yeah?"

"About yesterday night, I..." He paused.

"You remember? I thought you didn't, because you were drunk." So he does remember. Well, crap.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come." He said, looking down. Was he embarrassed?

"Yeah. You shouldn't have. You lost me my beauty sleep. I wasn't able to sleep after you left," I huffed.

He looked up at me. "Were you thinking about me?" He asked, smirking in the end. "What dirty fantasies were you having about me?"

I snorted. "As if I would ever think of you like that. Keep dreaming. I was thinking about the ways to decapitate you if you ever broke into my room again at the dead of the night. And I've come with pretty good ideas."

"Really? Tell me," He still had that smirk on this face which told me he was not taking me seriously.

I huffed in annoyance. "See for yourself when you break into my room again. And you'll regret it, that I'm sure of."

"Hmm...maybe I should come tonight to see what you're going to do to me."

My eyes widened. No way. "Don't you dare come to my house again!"

"So yeah, I'm going to come tonight." He said, putting his legs on his desk.

"Brian, please don't."

"I will."

I grunted. There was no use in arguing with this jerk. I wished I had something in my hand, I wanted to throw something at him.

Just as I was about to leave, I remembered what he had said last night.

"Brian, what were you saying about your mother ?" I asked.

His eyes visibly widened and his smirk disappeared, "You heard that?"

I snorted, "You were loud enough to be heard by the whole city."