SUMMER BLAKE
My aim was always average since I wasn't exactly the most athletic person but damn I don't remember being this bad, to be honest.
I stare down at all the rocks I had already tried picking another one up from the ground to reuse.
I hurl the rock up again aiming for his window trying my best to summon the green-eyed demon.
Although to no avail it hits the brick exterior of his house making no sound and I groan in frustration pulling out my phone from my pajama shorts.
I try ringing him and click on his contact name, who knew I would end up actually calling him even though I complained sourly after he put his number in my phone.
Immediately after only one ring, he declined it.
Damn, I must've struck some nerve,
I was already freezing my ass off since I rushed out here with no coat so if that fucker didn't open his window soon I would probably die of frostbite or something, and after our argument today if he were to find me as a popsicle I have a feeling he wouldn't mind.
I decide to try again this time going for a larger rock, I give my arm a good pull and extend it back before launching it directly at the lower corner of his window and finally succeeding with a loud bang.
I jump up and down with glee doing a little dance before straightening up at the sudden sight of him glaring down at me from his window the surprise in his eyes quickly turning sour.
I wave timidly and shamelessly like I didn't just get caught doing something I wasn't supposed to.
Although he doesn't seem amused by this not even in the slightest in fact he looks so mad right now that just the sight of me seems to make him wanna bury me 6 feet under.
"What the fuck are you doing here?", he says his voice sending chills down my spine.
I feel a bit embarrassed but collect myself trying to come off as confident.
"I thought about your offer and I have an answer", I say boldly watching his eyes widen a bit in shock before he begins to analyze my face for any hints.
His eyes narrow at me and he just stares, I find myself intimidated wishing for the usual sly playfulness in his eyes.
It's silent for a while and it seems like he's deep in thought.
"Ok, but-
I cut him off quickly trying to put a stop to his snarky comments which I currently have no time for.
"Great now shut up and help me up it's freezing out here", I say somehow finding my footing on one of the electric box generator things in the yard under his window.
"do you expect me to pull you up?", he asks in a flat tone no excitement present in his tone.
"Yes jackass it shouldn't be hard you're an athlete don't sweat it", I say rolling my eyes.
He scoffs at my audacity before reaching down slightly placing his sculpted rough hands on my waist.
For some reason, I become tense when he makes contact with some of the skin from my tank top rising up.
I hope I don't look flustered or some shit but this is the most amount of contact I've received from any man since my coma. I was horny as hell and craved any type of physical touch, sue me. I've always been a physical person so it was torture these past weeks.
He continues to slowly pull me up without a struggle until he jerks back a bit too hard causing us to both fall back on the floor of his room with a thump.
He's flat on his back and looks fine while I'm unknowingly straddling him but too disoriented and dizzy to even notice our compromising position.
I groan rubbing my head before he clears his throat looking at me his eyes panicked and wandering void of the anger from earlier instead replaced with an obvious nervousness. I see the light blush and the tips of his ears get red and hold in my laugh.
This can't be the same Kai I've witnessed or heard about. Everyone claims that he's some big bad player yet I beg to differ if this is his reaction.
A sudden rush of nervousness comes to me when we make eye contact and I decide to try and get off his dark green eyes staring intensely into my hazel ones.
I try to adjust myself so I can find my footing accidentally pressing myself further on his hips making him jerk up slightly with a groan. I can't tell whether that groan was from pain or something else either way I want to hear it again.
That was so hot. No, it's definitely just my hormones talking not me. It can't be me.
"Shit sorry", I say apologizing but so tempted to find out what other reactions he can make.
I'm a fucking waterfall right now and it's not even funny anymore I need to get laid.
He doesn't reply and quickly gets up dusting off his basketball shorts before sitting on his bed his cold demeanor reappearing so quickly that I even question if what just happened actually happened.
"Sooo", I say fiddling with my fingers.
He stares at me his eyes assessing my outfit from head to toe no doubt probably wondering why I'm wearing such clothes when I was in the cold.
He clears his throat before finally speaking.
"Did you come up here to reject my offer properly or some shit", he says grumbling his mood still sour.
I look at him tilting my head in a "be fucking real" type of manner.
"So what's your answer", he says trying not to sound too curious or hopeful but fails.
"I would be an idiot if I came all the way here just to repeat an answer I already gave, I'm not some masochist who likes pointless violence and arguing", I say rolling my eyes.
I hear him stifle a laugh and for some reason, the action makes me way more happier than it should.
"I'll pretend to be your girlfriend, I decided it's a pretty good trade in case I get you know... attacked again I need to know defense", I say determined but also a bit hesitant.
"Also just a heads up paparazzi already caught us so be prepared to deal with that I've officially told my family already so they know", I add looking over at him.
I'm shocked at his face filled with complete shock and genuine nervousness.
"Y- you told your family, what did they say", he says like the idea of it is so crazy and scary.
"Yeah of course I told my family, that's normal when 2 people are together", I flat out tell him in a duh tone.
His eyes look distant as if he's thinking of a memory or something.
"My mom wasn't exactly happy about it but then again I don't give a shit about her opinions on anything in life so we're still good", I say looking at him. He looks like he can't believe what I just said or any of it.
I've never seen him so silent and his reaction is so different than I expected, I don't know why but something tells me based on his body language that this night hasn't exactly been the greatest for him so far.
I decide to give him some space.
"Alright boyfriend, we'll go over the ground rules tomorrow in the morning ride to school but for now I'll leave you with one rule", I say trying to lighten up the atmosphere in his dark room.
This time I look into his eyes and say one thing.
"Leave any emotion or feelings at the door", I say.
He snaps out of his dazed expression saying nothing, but the words seem to not faze him at all like that was his plan regardless of me saying it.
I start to leave so he can have his much-needed alone time before I turn around and say something sly.
"Although I know it's gonna be hard to not fall for someone like me", I say winking and with that, I'm already out his window running across the street.
Hope the paparazzi got a good pic.
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A/N: I don't have much to say but I really liked this chapter how did y'all ;)