Her lips are warm. I want to taste them.

Shut up, idiot. Don't forget why are you here.

After a few moments, she sighed quietly. She moved a little back and glared at me furiously.

Did I make a mistake again?

"Are you crazy? What the hell do you think you were doing? You could have fallen down. Now take my hand and come over carefully." She instructed angrily.

I put one hand on her shoulder and with the other, I was holding the railing. It didn't take much effort.

She led me into her room. It was the first time. She has a beautiful room. We sat on her bed. We had a good 2-meter distance between us.

I can do it. I will explain everything to her.

I took a deep breath and faced her.

"That day, it was really, really not like that, what you saw. Sam is my classmate from a previous school..." I was interrupted by her.

"Her name is Samantha." Anna said irritated.

How did she know her full name? Sam has never introduced herself as Samantha.

"Yeah, but she never let anyone call her by her full name. She didn't like it." I told her.

"You should not care either she likes it or not. We only use nicknames for the people, we are close to." She said frowning.

Is it a big deal? Why she is behaving so moody?

"Okay, okay. Samantha's dad is friends with my dad, who is an advocate. He helped us with Marcus's case too." I told her.

"I get it that her dad helped you, but then why she was in our school? And what the hell you were doing with her?" She said looking out of the window. Her eyes were blazing with fire.

"Sam has always...." I tried to say.

"Samantha" Anna interrupted me again.

Why saying her name is such a big deal to Anna?

"Samantha has always liked me. I knew it but..."

"You knew and still you let her come near you?" She asked in disbelief.

"Will you let me complete? I wasn't expecting her to just suddenly kiss me. I thought she just came to talk. I was just..."

"Who the hell talk in the corner of a corridor?" She roared at me.

"Anna, baby... Can I talk?" I requested her.

She frowned and stood up and went to the window and stood there.

"She came looking for me when I was in the changing room. She was already there when I get out of the room. She said she wanted to talk about something. I knew how she felt about me but I always ignored it because I never felt like that. But her father just helped me big time so just in consideration I talk to her." I told her. I was thinking about what to tell her or what to not.

"Then what?" She asked quietly.

"She just told me, how I should not fight and not get in trouble all the time. That she doesn't like it when I get hurt. Then she said that she likes me but I clearly told her that I don't feel that way."

"It didn't seem like she understood your language." She said in between.

"She started crying and you know I can not handle crying girls. I thought, if someone had seen her crying, God knows what they would have thought of the situation." I tried to make her understand.

"Oh!! So seeing a crying girl would have been bad, but not seeing that girl kissing you. You know what, I am starting to regret saving form falling." She glared at me.

"No. You know that's not what I meant. I just comforted her. How could I guess that she would kiss me?"

"You hugged her?" She asked in a way that I felt like I committed a crime.

"I didn't exactly hug her, I just patted her shoulder so that she could stop crying. But she suddenly came closer and kissed me." I tried to explain.

"It didn't seem forced. You were not opposing it or anything." She added.

Why the fu*k it so hard to explain? She is getting angrier and angrier.

"I was too shocked to react at that time. I didn't see that coming."

"How could you didn't see that coming? That's bullshit. She said she likes you and then you hugged her, obviously, she would have thought that she still has a chance. You can"t be this stupid to not understand the situation?" She scolded me.

"I didn't hug her. You are ignoring other things. I rejected her and I didn't want to get into trouble, her dad is an advocate and my dad's friend. I could not just let her cry. Right? And I did push her away but you already..." I sighed. I went up to her, I took her hands in mine.

"I am sorry for hurting you. Please don't hate me. You can punish me as you want but just talk to me. I was not able to sleep, eat, or even breathe properly for the past days." I said.

She sighed. "You are worst at explaining yourself. I knew already but I wanted you to tell me so that the pain I felt could be eased but you made me angrier." She said. She was not looking at me.

"She came to me today after school ended. She told me what really happened. That she was the one who initiated it. I felt so bad that I mistrust you again. I wanted to talk to you." She said quietly. Then she turned towards the window and put her elbows on the edge of it. Her back was towards me.

I put my arms around her waist and was hugging her from the back. It felt good. After so long, now I could breathe easily.

I put my chin on her shoulder. Then I suddenly remember something. I turned her around so that now she was facing me.

"Who was that guy?" I asked sternly.

"What guy?" She asked confused.

"Victor guy." I asked

"Oh!! A friend."

"What friend? From when? You never told me about him."

"He is my best friend. He returned after one year. He is a Navy officer." She replied with a proud smile. Which made me mad to no limit.

"You will not talk to him anymore." I told her.

"Yeah...yeah." She said scoffing.

Why the hell is she not taking me seriously?

"I told you. You will not talk to him or go anywhere near him. I don't like him."

"He is my best friend, Xavier. He is like a family."

"He is a guy." I reasoned.

"He is like a brother." She said.

"He still is a guy." I retorted

"We are childhood friends." She said again.

"That doesn't change the fact that he is a guy and you two are not blood-related so the answer is no. You are not going to talk to him."

"You are being childish. I will talk to him and will spend time with him too. In fact tomorrow we are going to watch a movie. Do you want to come with us?" She asked smiling.

But it irritated me. I pushed her against the windowsill. I lowered myself on her. Our noses were touching. I saw her eyes went wide. I brought my lips near her ears.

"You will not go with him. I will take you." I whispered in her ears.

"You are too much Xavier. He is very important to me and I am not going to break it off just because you are jealous. You have to keep your possessiveness in check." She scolded me and made some distance between us. She looked down frowning.

What had happened again?

"You tell me, what should I do? If you want me to never talk Sam...antha. I will never see her again. It was a mistake." I said.

"It was not easy to forget when I saw you with her but still I let you explain. That scene still hasn't left my mind. It hurt badly when I remember that moment. But I didn't let my emotions come in between. Yes, I was hurt, I still am but I can't do anything about it. It's your life, you can do whatever you want. Like I will do whatever I want." She replied.

She looked so hurt at that moment that I could not control myself.

"If you can't forget that moment then remember this from now on." With that, I took her chin in my hand and tilted her face towards me.

I bring her face closer to mine and kissed her. I felt her shiver against me. She had her hands on my biceps. She froze in her place.

It started as a peck and charged into full-on make-out session.

This will change our equation in a good direction.