Hard Love, Mis Understood [best story books to read txt] 📗

Like a predator spying on its prey. Like a hawk waiting to make his next move. And when I realize the assface was going to keep dancing with Lena. I was prepared to have my dance with her. She was heading to the corner of the room where our table was.

I quickly caught up to her,  grabbed her hand and gently tugged her towards me. She gasped and looked up.

“David,” she whispered  more to herself.

“Jazielly.” I sighed.

“What are you doing?” She asked looking around.

But the room was dark. And this corner was darker, no one would notice us.

“I wanna dance,” I took a piece of her that fell off her hairdo and twisted it around my finger.

“Why?”

“I’ve been wanting to dance with you since you walked in,” I admitted.

Then the perfect song played. “Latch” by Sam Smith, the acoustic version.  Without waiting for her answer, I intertwined our fingers together. I grabbed her free hand and put it on my neck. Then I wrapped my other hand on her lower back. I stepped closer and whispered some of the lyrics into her ear.

“I feel we’re close enough.”

She leaned closer. Our thighs touching, her breast are crushed on my chest.

“Now I’ve got you in my space, I won’t let go of you. Got you shackled in my embrace, I'm latching onto you.”

We moved side to side, slowly. I don’t think we were even on beat but I didn’t care.I finally had her in my arms. It felt like it was only us. And when she lifted her eyes and looked at me. It punch me right into my gut. I wished I was stronger, I wished I could forget about my reputation. And just be with her.

But I can’t. I am not strong. But I have her now. And I can forget for now.

My eyes flicked  from her lips to her eyes. I unconsciously leaned in. When she did, too, I didn't falter to put my lips upon hers.

Nirvana. She tasted like nirvana and strawberries. Her lips were so soft and smooth. I groaned, she tasted better than what I imagined. I pulled closer. So so close.

That I felt her curves against mine.

I felt her heart pounding the same rhythm as mine.

And I Felt her breath hitch when I touched her lips lightly with my touch.

I felt her go on her tippy toes when I grabbed her face lightly with my hands.

I faintly traced her lips with my tongue  wondering if she’s open up to me. And she did.

I kissed her with all I had.

I kissed her with so much passion. I tasted all of her. And when her tongue timidly touched mine, I moaned lowly. This felt so surreal. Our tongues danced slowly. Our lips got to know each other. And I couldn’ help but think that this was the best kiss I have ever had. I wanted more. I couldn't get enough of this. My hands traveled down her neck, to her shoulder, her sides and then her waist. I tugged her even closer that she gasped when she felt my erection.

Not wanting to scare her I pulled back. Her eyes was filled with arousal.

“I-uhh,” she tried to speak. Her lips swollen and her lipstick was almost gone. She looked down. I grabbed her chin wanting her eyes on me again.

“Yeah?”

“You kissed me.” Then she her neck turned red. She looked around, as if she forgotten where she was.

“I know,” I smirked. She tasted so good. I had to lick my lips just wanting a bit more.

“I-I Sh-should. Stacey might be looking f-for me,” she stuttered. She looked nervous.

“Hey, are you ok? Did I push you too far?” I felt concerned. It wasn’t my motive to do that.

“No, I… I actually liked what we did.” She looked at me from her lashes.

“Me, too.”

“Well, I gotta go.” She stepped back.

“Okay.”

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They finallllllyy KISS!! I can't believe I did it! 

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Chapter Fifteen: Unforgettable

Chapter Fifteen: Unforgettable

Jazielly's POV 

 

“It’s not good enough for me, since I been with you. It’s not gonna work for you, nobody can equal me. I’m gonna sip on this drink, when I’m f**ked up, I should know how to pick up. I’m gonna catch the rhythm while she push up against me, oh, was she tipsy. I had enough convo for 24, I peep’d you from across the room. Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo, But you are unforgettable, I need to get you alone. Why not? A F**cking good time, never hurt nobody. I got a little drink but it’s not bacardi.” -Swae Lee

 

 

*Flashback*

 

BEGINNING OF JUNIOR YEAR

 

It was my last period; study hall. I’m suppose to be in the cafeteria but I know better. It was a perilous risk to sit at the lunch table, when only about seven students had study hall with me. Students that didn’t do a thing when it came to Melanie. That is why I am sitting on the stairs behind the school. Reading a book for English and listening to music. Technically, I’m not skipping. Study hall is not even a class. You just sit in the cafeteria and study. Or you ask permission to study at the library. In my case, ask to use the restroom and come back five minutes before the last bell rings.

Again, I’m not skipping. At least, that’s what I am trying to convince to myself. Plus, I’m getting good at hiding. I used to go to the library but let’s face it… I’m basically a nerd. And that is the first place Jason would look. I’m speaking from experience.

I’m so into my book, I forget to check the time. I see students walking out of school. I check the time and noticed the bell rang about ten minutes ago. As soon as I turn the corner, I hit a hard body.

I look up and see that is David. He drops and his phone. Instant dread runs through my body. If Dave is here, then that means Jason, Melanie, or Matt are around. His green eyes look at me with anxiousness, but it’s swiftly replaced with indifference.

 

“I’m s-so sorry,” I whisper.

He glances around the hallway; searching, seeking for something.

“What you need to be sorry for is not paying attention to where you’re going.” His voice his deep and filled with exasperation.

“You need to go before they see you.”

 

I looked at him confused. What does he mean by that? Since when does he care? I should’ve listened to him, instead of standing here trying to figure why he cares. Because that’s when Matthew comes around the corner.

“‘Dude, I’ve been looking-”

 

He notices me.

 

“Well, there you are. Y’know you’re getting good at hiding.”

He comes closer, and touches my loose curl. My breath speeds up and my stomach turns.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

 

I peek at Dave, hoping for him to distract Matt. But he’s typing furiously on his phone. He looks up to say something, I think. But a phone call comes in and he walks away.  Matthew steps closer and I take a step back. My eyes are  darting everywhere but his face. My back hits the lockers.

 

I’m trapped.

I have nowhere to run.
I’m feel like a helpless animal and my predator is looking at me as if I was a piece of meat.

The hallway is deserted. No one is gonna hear me.

 

His hands go on my hips. And he inhales me. He smells like sweat and something I can't decipher. My nose is starting to burn because my tears are begging to come out of my eyes.

 

“It’s weird how someone so unattractive can smell delicious enough to eat,” he says while his lips trace the side of my neck.

 

My breath quivered and I closed my eyes tightly. I tried to go to a happy place. But it’s hard when someone was invading your space. His wet tongue licks my earlobe. I stopped breathing. His hands ever-so-slowly go down to my butt. And that’s when I can’t take it. I sob.

“Stop, p-please.”

“But I’m just getting started.”

 

I notice his eyes aren’t normal. They’re dilated and unfocused. Which is weird because he knows exactly what he’s doing. He presses himself against me, I feel sick. And I let the tears fall. And I stare at him, other than my tears, I look at him emotionless. No one is going to help me, so I let go.

And when his left hand goes up to grab my breast, someone stops him.

“Matt, let’s go.” Dave says at the end of the hallway.

“But-

“Now is not the time to argue and let’s go!” He raises his voice.

 

Matthew sighs.

“Guess I gotta go but don’t be to sad. I’ll be back.” He taps my chin. With that, he saunters to David. I wipe my tears and walk home.

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Everyone was talking about Jason’s after party. And everyone was planning on going. But that didn’t mean they were welcome. As soon as you stepped in the house, and Jason didn’t want you there. You went bye-bye. If I was to even attempt to go the party when I was the old Jazielly, I would’ve been laughed at, that is just putting it the nice way. I’m pretty damn sure it would’ve been worse.

Dave and I went our separate ways searching for our best friends. Stace was nowhere to be found. I squinted to where we were sitting, but the table was empty. I looked in the bathroom. But all I saw was girls changing into mini skirts and crop tops. The light was on at the dance floor. There were only a couple of people conversing. No sign of Stacey. I was getting frustrated, because Stacey isn’t just suppose to disappear on me. And if she does, she should at least give me a heads up.

 

‘Where could she be?’

 

I decided to look outside. I checked the benches and picnic table, maybe she was sitting down waiting for me. Unfortunately, they were vacant. Everyone is leaving. The parking lot only has a couple cars.

 

Far from the school, I see someone with a white dress. Somehow I know it’s Stacey. She is not alone. She’s in a heated conversation with a guy. This certain guy has a varsity jacket on. The only guy Stacey knows with a varsity jacket is Matt. Something tells me that she’s been with him for a while because I see Davis running towards him. His hands are up in the air, as if he’s annoyed. I paced towards her and heard David say to Matthew where has he been.

 

“Stace, let’s go,” I say when I get to her.

 

Her eyes open wide. And she looks around the parking lot as if she just recognized that we're almost the only ones left in the school.

 

For the first time, I feel very angry towards Stacey.

 

'Why is she with Matthew? Has she