《learning to love》24
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I walked to our car with him following me silently. I sat in the car and was about to do my seatbelt when the door of my side opened and Samir pulled me outside pinning me to the car.
He had his hands on both sides of me, all this time I didn't look at him even once.
"Pihu" he reached for my chin and softly made me look at him. "stupid" he then hugged me and we stood like that for a minute. I gave up and wrapped my hands around him. "that girl's really pretty I just can't forget her" I punched his stomach as hard as I could and he pulled back holding his tummy while groaning and laughing at the same time.
.....
The car ride was silent, no one talked just some light music playing in background.
I opened the door and came inside removing my heels. I looked at my ankle.
"how did it?" I said to myself while caressing my ankle. Both of my ankles were red I didn't even feel the pain, not even once. The door opened and I started walking to my room without looking back at him.
He shouldn't have done that to me?
Why did he dance with her?
Why did he dance with her?
I threw my phone on the bed and walked to the closet still frustrated. Coming back with a t-shirt and shorts I went into the bathroom for a quick shower.
....
I want chocolate.
Placing my phone aside I went outside without turning on the lights and walked down the stairs. A loud scream left my lips as I twisted my ankle and fell down on my butt.
I groaned in pain and tried to get up, I hissed in pain and realized that I actually twisted my ankle real bad this time. I heard footsteps coming closer, WHY IS HE HERE NOW?
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"Pihu" I turned around, he looked at my feet and then up at me. "did you twist your ankle?" I just nodded. "what are you even doing here at this time? Can't you even turn on the lights? Are you still a kid? Stop doing these silly mistakes and grow up, you need to learn how to look after yourself" He continued on blurting while I stood on one leg not even paying attention to half of what he was saying.
"You know I'm hurt and you're not helping so please get out of the way" I said cutting him off to which he got mad and glared at me. I looked away and a gasp left my mouth when he picked me up.
He looked at me once and then started walking towards his room. I wanted to stop him and tell that we left my room behind but it looked like he knew what he was doing.
He opened the door and placed me on the bed. His room smells like him.
I swear if companies start selling this scent the demand will be so high. He held my ankle and started moving it making me feel sudden pain.
"Samir" I almost shouted which made him look at me. "Be gentle, it hurts" He sighed and sat next to me helping me sit with my back against the headboard.
He kept looking at me "still hurts?"
"Of course" I said like it was so obvious.
"don't think about it" He said and I looked away rolling my eyes at him for giving such a stupid advice.
"how can I not it hurts so much"
"I think I can help" I sighed and looked at him
"how?" I asked raising my eyebrows at him. He started leaning closer with his eyes closed and in a second I felt his lips on mine with one hand grabbing my jaw. I didn't know what to do with my hands so I kept them where they were.
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My eyes were closed and I was feeling weird. My heart was racing my whole body felt hot, my tummy felt weird.
I didn't know what was happening but one thing was for sure that I was enjoying it.
He pulled back and I couldn't look him in the eyes. He chuckled which startled me. "it did work" I looked at him who was licking his lips with a smile on his face.
"No it didn't" I said rolling my eyes once again trying to show that I was unaffected by his kiss.
"don't lie I can feel the heat coming off from your face" I looked away closing my eyes in embarrassment.
"Shut up" I said loudly trying to cover whatever he said. He chuckled and hugged me tightly.
"I love you" hearing these words from him my body stiffened he pulled back staring at me blankly I looked at him.
"I love you too" I said in a low voice looking away from him.
"what?" He asked leaning closer pretending he couldn't hear what I said "can you please repeat that?"
"shut up" I turned my head to other side not wanting him to see me being all nervous and he laughed.
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