Give Me A Second Chance [Sample]

Chapter 2

Note: guys! Please don't skip the 'past wind.' It also plays important role in this book and will give the satisfaction once you come to the end of this book. If you skip the past wind (As many of you are interested in reading the present terms only) there would be a chance to hate or judge the main characters not knowing how they were before.

💥TIME TRAVEL💥

As I was walking through the hallway ridiculing Claire about her previous encounter with our English professor along with my friends, out of nowhere, someone shoved me hard on the wall by my shoulders and crashed his lips on mine against my will for what seemed like a whole fucking minute.

I struggled out of his grasp but he had a strong grip on my waist, stopping me to move further. I tried to push him away but failed horribly. He was so strong.

Finally, that douchbag loosened his grip and stepped aside to reveal his cocky face. I was taken aback when I saw him with a smuggy smirk on his lips.

"Huh! See? I told you guys. No one dares to ignore me and my kiss." He told his friends proudly while touching his bottom lips. "She enjoyed it too." he winked at me.

It took me a second to realize that this was just a part of a bet or dare that he made with his friends like how he usually does. I really hated his guts and his attitude.

He was a really popular guy in our college, not just because of his cocky attitude. He was a topper and the brightest students of St.Stphens college. Apart from having a hot tanned body, since every girl drooled over him and he loves the fact and uses them. Needless to say, he was a big playboy and other people's emotions never really mattered to him.

Everyone had a crush on him except only one girl who used her common sense to identify the real side of him. What? I'm talking about myself. If those girls had a brain in their skull, they wouldn't have fallen for him. He's never been in a serious relationship before and I reckon that this will remain in the future as well.

He always dates different kinds of girls and drops them off within a week when he gets bored with them. He uses girls like paper and throws them away after use.

He has no feelings. For him, girls are like a toy who will warm his bed anytime.

"Kayish Miller!" I yelled out his name loudly. I really want to pull his hair out with my bare hands and wipe his smirk. He has crossed his limit now and I WON'T TOLERATE BULLSHIT.

"Yes baby" He looked down at me. At that time I mentally cursed myself for being 5.4'. My short height was not helping me, while he stood 6.3' tall in front of me. I felt very tiny in front of him.

I felt the sudden urge to kick his balls and castrate him, but I had mercy on him and instead, I slapped his cheek, in a brutal way. The smack echoed through the hallway gaining everyone's attention and all the eyes quickly turned towards our direction. He was completely taken off guard but did not fail to shoot a ripping dagger at me.

"Don't you dare call me baby with that fucking little mouth of yours."I spat at him. Satisfied with my actions I walk past him ignoring the murderous glare he was blazing at me.

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Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!....

My phone's alarm went off. I pulled my phone out of my purse and dismissed the alarm quickly not wanting to awake Sweety.

She's just like me when it comes to sleep. We both sleep like a sloth.

It's about time, we were going to land. All the passengers were awake. I think I was pretty much the only person in the whole plane who was dozing off.