Chapter 22
Bella's POV😇
"Derek Williams," I screeched shooting him a glare that could kill.
"Bella Mariah Wilson, " He mimicked with his infamous smirk plastered on his face, which I badly wanted to wipe off.
We were still in my parking lot having a little disagreement.
I glowered at him before huffing out as I crossed my arms around my chest and sulked.
"Just admit you that you care for me." He stretched his arms out and put them around me with a sly grin on his face. He slowly leaned in forward closing the distance between us. I pushed his face away with my hand as he pouted.
I scoffed at his comment and then yet again shrieking at him in frustration, "Derek, I'm going to repeat it for the last time, put on your stupid seatbelt."
"No. What's the point of putting my seatbelt on?" He drawled.
"The stupid seatbelt is a precaution for your safety," I explained while punching his arm hard and feeling his muscles in the process.
The bad boy yelped as he sighed while shaking his head, "Darling, stop being so stubborn and admit that you are worried about me."
I glared at him before fastening his seatbelt, making sure that I was chocking him in process. He coughed out as he held his throat.
"You are such a savage." He stated as he rubbed his throat in a soothing manner while glaring at me.
"I know," I smirked.
I looked out the window as he started the car. It felt like we were going on a date. I honestly was curious and wanted to know why he came to pick me up but I refrained from asking, scared of his answer. I decided that until we arrived at our destination, I would imagine that he came because he liked me and all that Bianca and Diego double date nonsense was some sick joke.
Suddenly, I felt his hand gently grab mine and pull it down until they were resting on my thigh. I peered at him as he drove calmly with one hand on the wheel and the other intertwined with mine, not giving any sign of emotions.
"As much as I like you, eye raping me it's a little creepy." The bad boy grinned.
"I was not eye rapping you I was just casually looking your way..." I tried to reason but failed miserably.
"Sure," he replied sarcastically.
"Plus the only way you'd know that I was staring at you would be if you were staring back at me, genius," I told him and I stuck my tongue out.
"Childish." He muttered under his breath.
"Jerk." I retorted as I went to stare at the view displayed through the window. From the corner of my eye, I could see him looking at me and I smirked triumphantly.
"I know it's not easy keeping your eyes on the road when having a beauty like myself by your side. But keep your eyes on the road sweety. Nobody blames you, I'm just that irresistible." I winked at him as he muttered how I was being self-centered.
"Excuse me I learned from the best sensei. You are just rubbing off on me." I said with a cheeky grin as I pinched his cheek.
He let go of my hand and swatted my other hand that was punching him.
"Darling you were always so full of yourself." He stated with a smirk.
"Well I'm nowhere near you," I responded.
"Look who's talking." He retorted.
"Yeah, you," I grinned at him.
He shook his head and took my hand again, his eyes focused on the road, yet I could see the corners of his lips twitching.
I squeezed his hand amazed at how our hands were interlocked and how perfectly mine fit in his.
We rode in the comfortable silence for a couple of minutes and I couldn't help but study his features. I don't know how to describe him, I never was good at describing people. His eyes were green, not grass like as I told my friends, they're electrifying, hypnotizing, full of life, unlike my dull grey eyes. Then his hair, which I just noticed had a slight curl made me badly want to play with it. I wondered how it would have felt against my fingers. His face structure was impossibly perfected and his jawline was sharp, oh and his smile which would make any girl swoon. God has obviously put a lot of effort into him, it is undeniable that Derek is a fine piece of art.
"Wait a second." He gently pulled his hand away from mine and it was then that I noticed that as I was drooling over him we had arrived at a cute looking restaurant.
Derek opened the passenger side door, "My lady," he huskily called out for me as he held his hand out for me which I gladly took and could feel a blush forming at his sweet gesture and I peered down at my white sneakers as my heartbeat quickened.
He chuckled noticing my movement as he wrapped his arm around me leading me into the building.
It was beautiful and classy. The lights were dimmed, creating a welcoming and comfortable mood. We were warmly welcomed by good looking waiters who were dressed in a neatly pressed white button up shirts. At that moment I felt like a girl in a novel or movie, where she is surrounded by handsome looking boys. That is not good for my hormones. Soon enough one of the waiters had led us to our table.
My eyes immediately caught Bianca and Diego who were facing someone else familiar, but I couldn't quite identify as his back was facing me.
"You!? What are you doing here?" I inquired pointing at the guy facing my friends accusatively.
Ace smiled as he shrugged, "Decided I'll tag along."
I frowned looking at him suspiciously.
"So...what's up with the both of you being so touchy touchy?" Ace asked as he peered at the hand Derek possessively had around my waist. I totally forgot about it. I turned to see Bianca looking at Derek's hand deep in thought while Diego scowled at our close proximity.
I immediately detached myself from his touch as if my skin burned at the contact.
I bit my lips for being so careless as I sighed in defeat remembering that Derek does not belong to me.
I tried my best to push the thought away and pulled Bianca into a hug complimenting her dress.
Then I turned to Diego who brought the back of my hand to his lips and lingered there for a while as he looked at me '' Gorgeous." He muttered.
I gulped as I could practically feel the death glare oozing off of Derek making me immediately pull my hand from Diego's grasp.
Well, things cannot get any more awkward. I thought as I forced a smile to Diego.
***
I was wrong apparently things could get out of hand real fast.
I peered to my left to see Diego looking at me with his charming smile and then turned to my right where Derek had a scowl painted on his face as he shot a glare to Diego.
Let me explain the seriousness of the situation. After an uncomfortable dinner, the boys came up with the idea that we should go to a party much to my dismay.
We decided to take Derek's car and since Bianca was carsick, she was automatically given shotgun. Ace being Ace, decided that he will be driving Daisy (Derek's Lamborghini) that is of course after the green-eyed devil threatened my best friend, and I quote: "If she gets even the slightest scratch I will cut little junior Acey and shove it down your throat after I take out your eyeballs and feed it to the poor."
Which to of course I commented as I shook my head dramatically, "What did the poor people do to you to deserve such dire fate."
Of course Ace had to defend himself by saying,
"Junior Acey boy is not so little."
And from then I blocked whatever verbal diarrhea was coming out of his mouth.
Hence here I am seated right in the middle of Derek and Diego.
This is totally going to be a fun ride.
Note the sarcasm.