Bad Boy Isn’t My Type

” You are really obnoxious person I have met. You think everything runs on money? I am least interested in your money, and you specially. I would rather die than being with you! ”

Vincent eyes suddenly darkened, his fingers pressed into my skin painfully, reminding me of his sheer strength. I tugged my arm to set myself free, but it was useless. ” Let go off me!” But he didn’t.

He gripped my face, making me directly face him. ” Stop wiggling…… you know I can ruin you in a second. It’s that easy. How much ever you try…… you can never escape from me understand that.” He gritted out.

We stared at each other, time ticking for seconds, it was like everything muted around us. Why was he always confusing sending me mixed emotions?

I pushed him trying to pass through him, but he gripped me tightly, not leaving me to escape.

” Where are you going? I am not done cleaning you yet. Why are you acting all hasty now? Smile to me too, touch me too……”

You must be kidding me!!!

” I said leave me Vincent!! Stop acting like a kid!!” I wiggled from his hold but he wasn’t leaving me at all.

While pushing him, suddenly my feet suddenly slipped, but Vincent quickly caught me, pulling me up, preventing my fall. My heart almost popped up, terror eloping me, by sudden skid.

I looked at Vincent in horror in return, then everything came into halt. Vincent was dangerously close to me, my heart hammered dangerously against my ribcage, everything muted all of a sudden.

The water from the shower flowing freely against our bodies, completely drenching us. I could feel his broad chest move with every breath. His dark eyes staring intensely into my own making me forget how to breathe.

I tried to wiggle off but he hummed a disapproval reluctant to let me go.

His gaze was predatory, he looked at me as if I was his prey, drown in the moment.

His grip on my waist became tight, his face so close to me, I could feel his hot breath on mine. I tried to move but his grip made me to stay in place.

He slowly moved his hand on my drenched hair pushing my hair strands, intertwining his fingers on my locks, water completely flowing through my hair.

It was like time slowed all of a sudden, everything was like slow motion. He intertwined his fingers further on my locks, and took out a nooodle strand from my hair and dismissed it on the floor.

I feel the slight oxygen I had managed to get into my body rush out. I struggled to stand despite my knees going weak, not wanting him to see the way I reacted to him.

His fingers moving fervently on my locks, water gliding throughout his face, his hair getting damped. I could feel his muscles hard as rock as my hand was on his chest.

His hands then traveled to my neck, slightly caressing my skin with his thumb, rubbing the stains of food away.

I don’t want to admit it but it was odd how I couldn’t move, completely paralyzed by his touch, as if he had me under a spell and it confused me.

I’d never acted this before, no one had ever induced such behaviour from me before. Is this how a girl feels when she is with a…… I had never been this close with a boy…… in this situation.

His hand glides throughout my arm, brushing softly with his, creating goosebumps everywhere. He pulled me more to him, our drenched bodies dangerously touching each other, every part of my body pressed against his.

I look at his wet lashes as the water dripping from the shower, appearing darker, making his eyes look even more striking and my lack of oxygen becomes the last thing on my mind as his body presses even closer to mine.

He wasn’t budging at all, and he was taking my breath away. He was too close to me, for a moment his nose touched my cheek. I shivered, like electric current passed through me.

I blushed hard, and I quickly lowered my head and my gaze, preventing to show him what he is making me go through. My heart beating up wildly against my chest.

Vincent brushed my hair, removing food particles stuck in it, caressing my hair and I pant for breath, flustered completely, my mind completely foggy.

His hand then moves towards my cheek, slightly caressing it. He looked like he was lost in this moment, completely senseless to everything but me.

Short puffs of air escapes from us, his eyes suddenly flickering to my lips. Everything froze in me when his thumb caressed my lips gently.

His reverent touch brought me to heights I never wanted to go. His eyes fixed on my lips, something spark emitting from them. He leaned deadly close to me without any hesitation.

Woah woah…… This was taking unexpected turn. Is he going to kiss me!? My first kiss!? Oh god! Where have I got stuck…….

My heart started ringing madly, heavy with pressure that threatened me it would brust out any second. I bet he could hear my heart beat drumming madly.

He leaned deadly close to my lips, his breath tickling my lips, so closely, his eyes fixed on my lips.

Push him! Push him Jennie!!!!!

My mind was rambling madly, but I don’t why I was completely frozen, my body completely paralyzed, like I was in coma stage, his lips painfully close to me.

He looked into my eyes, devouring me in his gaze. He froze for a second, completely still, like a video buffering. I looked at him scared, gulping in fear. His eyes was dangerously close to me.

Suddenly then a glint of shock appeared in his eyes, his eyes widening in surprise and fear.

His grip suddenly loosened, his body shaking. I wasted no time and I stepped back immediately, covering myself with my hands, shaking uncontrollably. The rapid pounding of my heart deafening in my ears.

He looked at me shocked, and his eyes slid through me. I was all drenched, each inch of cloth of my camisole sticking my body and I barely managed to cover myself completely with my small hands.

He quickly averted his eyes from me as if he realised what situation I was in, his body shaking with unusual tension, his face getting bright red. He staggered little and his hand clumsily reaching for the door and he exited abruptly.

I was completely flushed right now, I couldn’t believe what just happened between us.

My camisole was completely drenched, it was of baby blue completely translucent, sticking my skin, making everything visible…… Even my br…… My face flared up, completely red tomato. Kill me! Somebody kill me please!Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

What I have got myself into…… I flinched when Vincent suddenly entered into the bathroom, rattling me to the core in shock. What the hell!!!

He was facing opposite of me surprisingly, he had set of clothes and a shampoo bottle and soap box. He handed me clumsily the clothes and the shampoo, not looking at me, showing his back.

” Wash yourself, nobody is going to come and wear these clothes, they are clean need not to worry. The soap is also new, just…… the shampoo isn’t. I will be waiting outside, clean up quickly.” He muttered and walked off clumsily without wasting time rendering me speechless.

He was mysterious and confusing me everytime I encountered him. Vincent was like a ticking bomb, ready to explode any second.

He was sometimes gloomy and sometimes…… I don’t know how to describe that. His mood was too volatile and unpredictable.

I cautiously looked around, was it ok to take bath here? Anyway he has evacuated the whole room. I can’t go out like this too, I better take it here itself.

I undressed myself and took bath, applying shampoo to my hair. I wore the clothes he gave me. It was his basketball jersey.

It was very huge and I almost drowned in it and it was so long I didn’t even need a pant because it reached my knee level, it was like a baggy frock.

But who knows what will happen…… for safety purposes I wore his pants too, it was completely baggy for me and way too loose. Is is he a giant or what……

I walked slowly, checking the surrounding cautiously, stepping silently and found Vincent rubbing his drenched hair with a towel, wearing a new black tank top. Even he took bath?

Everything came into halt when his eyes landed on me, making him stop drying his hair, completely still. His mouth slightly hung open as soon as he saw me.

His gaze piercing right through me, and my heart thumped madly. His gaze slid down to my body, and I felt extra conscious about myself, urge to run away became overwhelming.

His gaze was fixed onto one particular thing and followed his gaze to what……?

I looked at myself but my cheeks turned red. I had worn his jersey reverse unconsciously, his name ‘Vincent’ was right above my chest.

I stayed frozen my heart beating so fast I thought that it would pump straight out of my chest.

He started walking towards me, his eyes still trained on me. I gripped the hem of the cloth tightly, feeling all too nervous.

He was staring at the name and a small smile appeared on his lips, making my heart skip a bit. My cheeks turned even more red, I was wearing his jersey and name was right in front of my chest.

God! This is embarrassing!!! It was like I was branded by his name. He was taking large steps towards me, and I took a step back in return, feeling extremely nervous.