C8 Chapter 8

*Tom's point of view*

She suddenly came closer to me and with that sexy voice of hers, "like what you see?"

This girl dared to mock me with my own words. That sudden confidence and the scent of her shampooed hair in my nose did weird things to me. It has woken up a new side of me.

I couldn't stop myself as she started to move away. I wanted her close to me again. I want her closer.

I pulled her towards me until she was pressed up against me. Oh, the feeling of her soft, supple body against mine. I can't seem to get enough of her.

I pulled her face closer to me. How would those lips feel on mine? I brought my thumb to her lips to touch her there. It's so soft. What would she taste like?

"T...Tom?" She's trembling against me. I leaned in when I have left her for too long. But I don't want to scare her away. I will not kiss her just yet. And with all the control I had left, I licked her cheeks cheekily instead.

Hmm, she tastes like chlorine and a hint of some face cream.

I immediately let her go. But the look on her face has me laughing. I didn't know I affected her that much. "CChar, you should've seen the look on your face! You're all red. Ohmigosh! You're so cute."

She is this affected to me. All for me. Only me.

Then, she came to her senses again and this time her eyes turned sharp as she yelled at me, "TOM! YOU FREAKIN' ASSHOLE! You made me all hot and flustered for no reason?! HOW DARE YOU! Oh, you're so so gonna get it."

So she thinks that this is only a joke. A challenge. I know I'm leading her on but I like how she gets flustered over me.

She pushed me away forcefully and got out of the pool. I can't help but feel a little hurt by that. I don't want her to hate me but I let her go.

Because I'm afraid of my feelings for her. I'm afraid I will get consumed by my feelings and hurt her.

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(Later that day, in the evening)

*Charlotte's point of view*

"Charlotte Ruiz, stop daydreaming. Hurry up and eat your food. It's getting cold", my mum scolded me. Yea, I've been thinking about a certain infuriating person again. I hate his guts.

"Yea, mum. Sorry, just thinking. Hmm, this is really good." I said some more to stop her from lecturing me.

I'm currently having dinner at home with my parents. My mum cooked as soon as she got home. A simple meal of peas, stir-fried vegetable and minced meat with rice. A typical Asian meal for us. My mum is an Asian and that's what she likes to cook most of the time.

I retired to my room as soon as I helped my dad do the dishes. It's 8 pm and I'm tired out of mind. Courtesy of all the swimming I did just now. Thinking of swimming made me think about him again.

Tom might as well have kissed me. I feel just as affected by his touch and he hasn't even kissed me yet. His touch felt so intimate. How can that be a joke? I'm pissed at him.

Argh. The nerve of him.

I went to the restroom to wash off the chlorine as soon as I exited the pool. Leaving him in the pool by himself.

By the time I had finished, a good 20 minutes have passed. As soon as I walked out of the restroom with my towel wrapped around me, I heard laughter and splashing noises.

I couldn't help but glance at him once again. What I saw made my blood boil. With him was a girl around the same age as us with pretty blond hair. "Sammy! Stop! You know I hate it when you do that." he whined and she laughed. They look like they are having so much fun.

He'd already found a new plaything. So, I really was just a joke to him.

Whatever. Sammy can have him all to herself. I don't even care. He can do whatever he likes with his life. He doesn't know what he's missing.

Then, my phone suddenly rang from my nightstand. A message from Facebook messenger from Thomas Morales.

Ugh. Not him again. I don't want to talk to him. So I opened up a chat with Megs to tell her about the thing that happened earlier that day, I am in need of some consolation. Her dramatic manner is the best thing for me right now.

But in between my texts to my best friend, he messages me non stop. Fine, I'll just put him on mute.

After I did that, I continued chatting with Meg. Not a second later, my phone started buzzing from an incoming phone call.

GODDAMIT! He just wouldn't leave me alone.

So I answered the phone. "What do you want, Thomas?"