Chapter 4.

School begins today after such a heavy weekend. From Zo's endless disappointed stares and getting used to the campus, I'm pretty hyped for class. I get in and choose a seat somewhere in the middle but good enough to hear what the lecturer will be saying.

Some guy sits next to me and he's really good looking like amazing! He's got nice, actually perfect sharp cheekbones, beautiful eyebrows-bushy like. His lips are just wonderful and I wonder how great it would be to kiss those. Wait why I'm I thinking like that...I'm attracted to Ian, YES I AM.

His hair is properly styled and looks very good...a guy who takes care of his hair is to be appreciated. He wears a grey shirt that says 'I don't like being looked at.' And I feel as if he's telling me because he shifted his body in order for me to read that. Jerk!

"Hi, I'm Rina," I told him with the most pleasant smile I could muster, I'm sure he can tell it's forced...

"I'm not interested," he said rudely.

"Interested in what?" I'm curious to know.

"In sleeping with you," he says without looking at me. Confusion contours up on my face, when did we get to that!

I fuel up and get really pissed, who the hell does he think he is really? What makes him think I'll ever want him to sleep with me! What an ass!

"Well I'm sorry that girls only want to sleep with you, but believe me I have no interest in sleeping with you, we share mutual feelings."

I see a smirk playing on his beautiful face "Is that so? Then why were you eye-fucking me not so long ago?"

I'm left speechless but I need to recoil "I was not! Aren't you one presumptuous ass?"

"No, I'm just observant and I know you want to ride me."

"You are seriously disgusting and arrogant! What kind of a girl do you think I am?"

"Like the rest," he said simply and shrugged.

"Get off your high horse cause not everyone wants to ride that, it would probably not even make it the whole way," I reply with a cocked eyebrow and satisfied smile when I notice his shocked reaction.

I face the front of the class to show that the conversation is over and I hear him mumble something about it going longer and faster.

Class ends so quickly. When I get out I see Ian leaning on the wall with his hands in his pockets. This posture just makes him look so hot. But I'm mad at him, he didn't call this weekend so I just passed him. "Ri! Wait up". I carry on walking as if I can't hear him calling me, he grabs my wrist and turns me around "Hey, didn't you hear me calling for you?" damn him he looks so hot I can't be mad.

"I just ignored you." I shrugged one shoulder.

"Why?" He asked confused shaking his head and his locks covered his eyes, he pushed them back with his fingers and I almost gave in.

"You didn't call or text me. I'm not insecure about things but when one says 'I'll see you' I expect a call saying 'hey, I want to see you'," I said annoyed.

He laughed and I swear my heart dropped, in a good way "C'mon, I wanna show you something," he pulled me.

We walk together, I mean him pulling me even though he doesn't have to anymore because I would follow him anywhere. We finally reached wherever this is, I was tired of walking.

He comes behind me and covers my eyes with his hands. "Walk on, I got you."

I trust him so I walk on "Stop." He said and removed his hands, "Keep your eyes closed, no peeking" and I do as he says...damn I'm so submissive.

"I hope there won't be men dressed in black all pointing their guns on me," I said as he shuffled around the room, I heard him laugh and I smiled.

"Okay, open," When I do, the sight that welcomes me has me smiling so widely that I look over to Ian and see him looking down on me. "So what do you say?" He asked knowing full well what the answer is...

"Yeah!" I replied that my cheeks hurt even more.

I stare at the canvas with a painting of me and him staring at each other. It was the day I first met him. "This is why I couldn't call, I was making this for you...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."

I pull him towards me and stare into his eyes with a huge smile, "Shut up and kiss me," I said. He doesn't need to be told twice and I sure did miss feeling those lips on mine. This kiss is perfect for the moment. It's tender and sweet and I don't want it to stop. He's just so perfect and now my boyfriend.

"Who took that picture anyway?" I asked curiously because I didn't know somebody was taking pictures of us. Ian smiled and interlaced our fingers, we walked together into the hallway. It was going great until he saw his friend.

"Hey Khalil, come over here!" And the day just had to get ruined because Khalil is 'Mr Ride me' and he had his signature smirk on. I can't stand him. He's so annoying!

"Khalil, this is my girlfriend Rina, Ri this Khalil," Ian introduced us to each other.

"We already know each other," Khalil and I said simultaneously, his smirk grew and I rolled my eyes.

"Oh really? How'd that happen?"

"Well Mr Ride me here was an ass when I was trying to be nice," I pointed to Khalil glaring at him, he was still smirking. Oh, how I would love to wipe it off. Maybe with a kiss? What? No, shut up conscious!

"And your girlfriend was eye-fucking me," What the, did this ass just say that to Ian so bluntly without a care in the world? Somebody better hold me back because I'm about to jump him. You mean jump his bones. No conscience, why are you betraying me!?

"Hold on, look I've tolerated you long enough. I will not stand here and listen to you degrade me from what I am. I am not one of your chicks who fall at your feet just so you could sleep with them. I won't stand here and hear you talk shit about me you asshole!"

"Woah babe, relax...he's just joking!" Ian tried to calm me down and it almost worked until the jackass spoke again.

"I totally wasn't and I wouldn't mind sharing with you what exactly it is I do with my 'chicks'."

Argh, he's so infuriating! I just walked away cause I can't do this with him. I might strangle him to death...I heard Ian call after me and he said Khalil is just being an ass. And I think to myself that he's more than an ass with an amazing ass...shit what?

"Baby. I'm sorry for what Khalil said to you, he's just being an ass."

"I am really close to killing your friend...and it's just day one!"

"Let it go, he's being Khalil. Always been like that."

"I don't like him."

"You don't have to. Now look at me," you can hear the plea in his voice. I slowly raise my head and look up at him. He is so beautiful I'm jealous.

He puts his big hands and cups my cheeks, leans down and kisses me. It's different, it feels like he's claiming what's his and everyone should know it's his. Nothing could ever ruin this, it's perfect. Just like he is.