You are mine
Aarohi's P. O. V.
I walked towards the cafeteria as usual alone. I don't make many friends. In reality, I believe that books are more faithful to us in comparison to people.
The paper will never tell your secrets to others just for stupid revenge. Books never make any complaints or demands. They are the best companion you can ever have.
I got my habit of diary writing from Dad. I was in my thoughts when the one and only person decided to disturb me.
"booh!!!!!" someone from the back shouted.
" Ahhh " I screamed and my books from my hand fell on the floor.
" hahhahaha " again he laughed, making me more irritated than I was already.
"Zubin, it's not fucking funny," I said as I picked my books up from the floor.
"Well, well, who knows Miss, goody shoes can also good curse," he said, smirking, but forwarded his hand in my direction. I stood up taking his hand, looking directly into his eyes.
" I'm not a goody two-shoe, baby boy," I said a little louder than required.
He quickly put his hand on my mouth. I know his weakness. Haha.
"That's our little secret, Miss Santa Claus," he said, a little angry.
"Then don't mess with me, baby boy," I said, stressing his name more than required.
Suddenly we both burst out laughing. God my stomach hurts.
Zubin is considered the bad guy in the school, but to me, he is not. He's the only friend I have in this. I got transferred from my last school because my dear twin brother ' Aahan' always had problems in the former one. He often got into fights because boys tried to flirt with me.
It's not like I can't answer for myself, but Aahan he just ... I let him be. That's the reason I changed schools. I don't want to be in the same school anymore.
Zubin suddenly got a text, and his jaw clenched.
"Santa I—" he was about to say something
"Need to go, just go zuby boy, I'll be fine," I said, completing his sentence and smiling. He nodded and ran off again.
It happens quite often actually. He'll get a text and then he will just run out. I don't question him either. It's not my place to ask him anything. If he wanted to tell me, he would have.
Heading to the direction of the cafeteria, I claimed the last empty table outside and pulled out a sandwich and
Juice box from my bag. Carefully, unwrapped the sandwich and took a bite I felt bored, so, so bored. Every day was just a drab monotony of school, novels, and home.
I wanted to go somewhere, maybe to the beach. Heaven knows I needed to spice up my life.
Suddenly, everyone in the cafeteria went silent. Oh my goodness, I know what this silence means.
He is here.
The school's bad boy is here
Michael Santos is here.
Some of the students went out of the cafeteria immediately. Some were there looking terrified.
As if you are not... My conscience mocked me.
Well, indeed, I can't deny the fact that Michael is scary but extremely hot.
I heard footsteps coming in my direction. My heart almost stopped for a second when he took my name.
"Aarohi Malhotra," he said. His voice was scratchy but sexy.
I turned around slowly and my breath got stuck in my throat.
He had mesmerizing green eyes and a well-built body. Anyone would love to run his mouth or hand or whatever on his body.
"I like you " he dropped the bomb on my head. My eyes went wide like a soccer ball.
Author’s P. O. V.
Michael Santos wanted to laugh. Fuck he wanted to laugh when he saw the face of Aarohi Malhotra. Michael never laughed.
He knew very well that everyone feared him. Considered him a monster. That's what he was.
...a monster.
When he saw Aarohi Malhotra. His breath got stuck in his throat. He was informed that she was cute.
But nobody told him that she was fucking adorable... and hot.
Her eyes and her face screamed innocence, but her eyes also held courage.
Courage to stand and fight the world.
It was cleared from the way she gripped the stool. Making her knuckles turn white.
“How about you don’t hurt your knuckles?” his voice came out dark as her eyes snapped back to his face.
And he did like what he saw.
Michael was not a good boy type or he was the boy next door.
He was bad news.
Bad news for everyone.
He had good but a lean body. He was handsome and hot as hell.
Michael never knew a dare could lead him to her.
To Aarohi Malhotra.
18 years old, Aarohi Malhotra. Studying in 11th class. Newly transferred. She was beautiful. With big doe-like eyes which speak more than her lips. Sharpe nose and full lips. He could tell by looking at her that she was fucking hot.
Aarohi always wore full clothes and never talked to anyone except Zubin. A straight student. No one knew anything about her aside from that she is fucking rich. That's because she always comes in an expensive car but always parks it a block away from school.
Michael knew because he saw her every morning and at night, sometimes watching the moon alone at 4 am. He always found her attractive but never said a single word.
"You are mine now. My girlfriend " He said, what his heart told him.
Fuck when he started to have a heart.
She looked into his eyes without even the blinking terror visible on her face.
She feared him.
Like others.
Without thinking he did something he shouldn't have. It was the worst idea he ever had, maybe…
He kissed her.
He kissed her feverishly.
He heard some grasps but didn't bother. However, his little girlfriend didn't respond. Her big eyes were open.
He wanted to laugh out loud...
"I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot," he said and winked in his direction before turning his heels off.
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