“All I ever wanted

Secrets that you keep

All you ever wanted

The truth I couldn't speak

'Cause I can't see forgiveness

And you can't see the crime

And we both keep on waiting

For what we left behind.”

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God hates me.

Yup. That's it.

Because that's the only logical explanation for the kind of torture I am being put through right now.

Shortly after Andrew's surprise visit, the teacher entered the class and seated himself in front of us.

He gave us all a blank stare for good 5 minutes and just when we thought he would lecture us on good behavior, he started going through some essays, ignoring our presence completely.

Awk.

The Blondie left the class in a while, saying that she didn't have after school detention and she was here just to give The Blockhead some company.

I snorted.

Give some company? More like give something else.

The value of something else depends upon how dirty minded you are.

"Andrew?" The teacher said and I stifled at gasp.

Oh he speaks!

Turns out he is Andrew's German teacher and he wanted his help.

"Can you help me carry these to the staff room?" He asked, getting up from his chair. He collected a bundle of papers and gestured Andrew to carry his briefcase.

Andrew being the goody-two-shoes he is, agreed and went after the teacher.

He threw me a I'll-coming-back-soon look and I smiled, nodding.

Only when he and the teacher got out of the class, did I realize the situation.

The Blockhead and I were now in this room

Alone.

Oh macaroons.

•°•°•

Boron Nitride- one of the world's hardest substance- had nothing on how rigid my back was right now.

Yeah, I am chemistry nerd.

Damn. Judging already?

Anyways, so as I was saying, my back was right as hell as I sat in a statue position. I wasn't moving at all.

My heart thudded away in nervousness and I counted seconds till Andrew returns back.

Relax Oli, he won't say anything. He hates you. He won't utter a wor—

"So..."

Dammit.

I held my breathe for him to continue but he didn't say anything after the 'so' and I was okay with pretending that he didn't say that.

I remained silent.

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5 minutes, 43 seconds, a few milliseconds later...

"OKAY SERIOUSLY?" He burst out suddenly and I almost jumped up a feet in the air.

Talk about being random.

...and loud...

(No innuendo intended)

"Are you that desperate, Hart? Going out with a guy who looks like he's in freakin' freshman's year to make me jealous?"

My jaw clenched as I comprehend what he said and I snapped.

How dare he talk about my Andy like that?

"EXCUSE ME?" I said, turning around.

When I turned around, I realized how close he was standing to me. My nose almost touched his chest and I gasped, backing away.

I took a few steps backs and he smirked.

Probably enjoying the fact that his presence affected me.

Jerk.

Hot hot jerk.

But still a jerk.

"What happened, princessa?" He said, huskily,"does my closeness affect you?" He moved closer to me. Slowly, in almost a teasing way.

I shook my head and said,"No!" Almost too immediately.

His smirk deepened.

He kept moving closer to me and I kept backing up.

One step forward, one step back. One step forward, one step back. One step forward, one step ba—

I gasped when my back touched the wall opposite to the main door and looked at him with wide eyes.

His eyes danced with smugness and amusement as he registered my expression.

He moved as close as he could to me and I could feel the warmth of his body against mine.

My wolf inside me started stirring with excitement and I myself couldn't stop the tingles that erupted under my skin.

He picked a strand of my brunette hair and twirled them between his fingers.

"I am liking this position," he whispered and his warm breathe washed over my face, filling my stomach with butterflies.

I do too. I thought to myself, guiltily.

I closed my eyes, trying to enjoy the moment, but he had other ideas. He lifted my chin up with his thumb and made me look directly into his eyes.

My breathe got caught in my throat when I stared into his beautiful grey eyes directly. I have never seen them from this close before.

His eyes were silvery grey near the pupil, and became darker towards the rim. From afar you'd think it's just grey. But if you look close enough, the area near the rim was deep blue and there were flecks of icy blue in the grey regions too.

My lips parted as I took in exactly how gorgeous my mate is.

I hate how painly beautiful he is.

Because it just makes it harder to hate him.

"I don't like it when you with that kid," he said and something inside me snapped.

I had forgotten about his words!

But now I remember.

Thanks for ruining the moment, Blockhead.

I placed my hand on his chest and tried to push him away. When he didn't even budged under my force, I growled.

"MOVE!" I said, threateningly.

He didn't move an inch.

I gritted my teeth and pushed him harder, ignoring the sparks in my arm as I touched his chest.

"MOVE GODDAMMIT!" I growled and gave him a final push.

This time he stumbled back a little, gaping at me in shock.

Oh honey, I have not even started yet.

"First of all," I said, almost too calmly. "I am not trying to make you jealous. Don't ever think I'd base my actions upon you. You are not the centre of my universe, jerk. And not everything is about you, okay? Get that through the thick skull of yours."

He growled at me because of the insulting tone I used. And because he is after all my beta, but I ignored him

"Secondly, Andrew is not a kid. Just because he doesn't go out whoring around like you and your friends, doesn't mean he is not a man."

I into his eyes and poked chest when I said the next words.

"Sleeping around, doing drugs and getting drunk, doesn't make you a man. A man is not someone who insults the weak. My Andrew is nothing like you all. And you know what? I am glad about it."

My breathe came out in pants as I stared at him, challenging him to say anything else.

His jaw clenched and he grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards himself. I gasped when my body collided into his but he didn't mind.

His eyes bore into mine when he asked, "So you are dating him?"

I opened to mouth to say that it was none of his business but the classroom door opened and in a lightning speed, The Blockhead moved away from me.

I stood there, shocked.

Why did he do that?

Oh, he doesn't want to be seen with me. He is ashamed of me. And that I am his mate.

A feeling of sadness spread all over my body and I stepped towards my seat.

Andrew gave me a questioning look and I shook my head, giving him a fake smile.

I sat down and pretended to do my homework but my mind kept on drifting away to the little moment we shared there.

My heart thudded yet again when I thought of how close he was to me and I bit my lip to prevent smiling like crazy.

Stupid mate bond. Stupid stupid mate bond.

•°•°•

Andrew was called by the teacher yet again and I am starting to think that the teacher has some sort of a twisted crush on my best friend.

I shook my head, amused as I collected my stuff and moved out of the class.

I was walking down the corridor, thinking about what all I'll do when I reach home but then my body felt a sudden jerk and before I knew I was being pulled away somewhere.

I opened my mouth to scream but a hand when to cover my mouth and my scream got muffled.

I was pulled into what looked like the janitor's closet and once we were inside, he locked the door.

My back was faced towards him and I started breathing heavily, feared as to what the kidnapper will do to me.

Just when I thought I'd pass away from fear...

"You didn't answer my question, princessa." Said a familiar voice and I choked on my own breathe.

Holy shit.

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