Cassandra's POV We look at each other under the moonlight. It has stopped thundering inside my heart. The way he looks into my eyes makes it clear that we weren't imagining things of our own. What is this unexplainable thing?"Do you...?" I believe the next question wouldn't make sense. Something like rebirth doesn't occur to mankind anymore. We are, however way too tainted as souls to talk or even think about rebirth. "I think we're too tired." He jokes it off, something that I don't like. He quietly pinches my cheeks and smiles. This side of him, I've never seen him wear such a skin too. He looked cute and mature to me. He was being a sweetheart, the one who softens everyone's eyes and makes them smile deep from their hearts."You're overthinking again." He points out, I smile guiltily. Well, I should be sleeping today to revise a few topics for tomorrow and as well attend online classes too. They will announce the procedure of class conduct tomorrow, or maybe later but for now, I
Reality strikes him. I stare at his eyes widened face and a dropped jaw. What was he thinking about?"I... I just made an underage cum for me." He says bluntly. I couldn't help but burst out in laughter. This was what made him make that face huh?"It's okay! Really! I'll call you Zayn for all that matters, okay? Besides..." I bend down to whisper in his ear."People won't know about it unless we tell them, right?" I say to him."You're wrong there, Cassandra." I jump at a familiar voice coming from the door. It was my brother who must be the last person to walk in to our shit. Quickly dispersing myself away from Professor Zayn, I guiltily stand in the middle of my room. Thunders were barking at me for losing my dignity in front of my brother, my Professor and my best friend."I- I didn't mean to.""Did he force you?" The next question arrives to which I confidently shake my head. Professor Zayn sighs and apologises to Louis without reason. That drives me nuts. I don't care if I'm brin
A little while later, Zayn lets me sleep on his chest. I was still high from another blast of my orgasm. This time, I was successful enough to make him loosen the knot in his stomach too. He felt great, he said. He had fun, he said. Well, I'm glad.But an unexplainable kind of feeling resides in my heart which makes me feel empty within. I know that he's right beside me, cuddling me up, but there's something else that tells me I'm going to lose him. To someone else, or God... I don't know."What is your pretty brain thinking about?" He whispers in my ear, deliberately trying to remove my thoughts."Nothing..." I say softly, pushing myself closer into his haven. He strokes my semi-wavy yet soft brunette hair as he sniffs it. Oh, shoot. He shouldn't have inhaled even a piece of my hair. I stink like a pig-"You stink like a pig. Oink oink." My jaw drops to the pillow. "Meanie!" Screaming aloud, I try to detach myself from the human slug. Yet he offers greater resistance and at once pu
"Mr... someone's calling me." I tell Ravine. She raises an eyebrow but eventually leaves me be. It was the end of the day, as well as the day for a weekend. I was all alone in the room as I stare at Ravine totally disappearing from my sight and pick the call."Yes... sir?""Meet me at the park on the way to your house. I'll be waiting there. You know we need to talk." The man speaks in a tone I could believe was serious. I wanted to convince him to speak to me over the phone and not face to face. I'd be damned if I have to talk to him directly."No. Please you don't understand-""I have nothing more to say. But please." I hear him say as he cuts the call almost instantly. Sighing, I might as well think of something to give a viable reason to my lovely protective best friend. "What are you sighing about?" I jump in my shoes."Ravine!" Banging the table top, I irritatedly pack my back. It was haphazard and poking my back once I slam it against myself. "What!? What did I do!?" She gasp
Cassandra has her jaw dropped to the floor. The man in front of her was dead serious on making her his girlfriend. Little did she know, that once his family finds our about his affair with an underage girl, he will face questioning and consequences worse than a prisoner."I- I like you too, professor—" Zayn shuts her mouth with a chaste kiss. Her eyes wide and her limbs frozen, Zayn chuckles as he pushes her spectacles up on her nose."I'm not saying I'm attracted to you sexually. I would become worse than a pedophile in that case. I'm saying I sense this odd kind of familiarity from you that I would definitely explore through this relationship. Indeed, we have similar kind of interests, but I will be glad to be called as Cassandra's boyfriend than anything else." He says to her.She looks down on her lap, incredibly shy. Lifting her head, she gathers the courage to utter a few words that makes his eyebrows jump."Boyfriends don't give just a small kiss while proposing." She says. Her
Cassandra kept listening to her friend vent for another three hours. She was beginning to feel very bad for her new boyfriend. The man has been stationed in her bathroom for way too long. Cassandra's mind was never on Ravine, rather on Zayn and worrying if he was tired or hungry. She wanted to take care of him like her husband, the very thought making her blush at instances."Why are you smiling for, asshole?" Ravine brings her back to reality for the umpteenth time today. The sun was setting as well as Cassandra's amount of patience. She wanted Ravine to go to her house right away for the first time in her life. She wanted her gone."Are you even listening to me?" The friend slaps her arm, annoyed by Cassandra's lack of participation."Huh? What?" "You have the right to disappear from this world. I'm going to the bathroom." Says Ravine, jumping off the bed and heading towards where their professor was hiding. "Wait!" Cassandra yells, almost forgetting the souvenir she was hiding i
"Have some egg rolls. My chef cooks it really good." The caring boyfriend offers her his lunch box. The two were partially busy correcting papers for their class. The slip test was actually included in the marks too. "No, I'm good. You have a chef?" Cassandra asks sweetly, feeding him her own sandwich. The male nods, smiling. "I'm so plump and healthy because of her.""No. I'm worried." Her words makes his eyebrows come closer, "I thought your mom would make you food. My mom always makes my lunch boxes. If not, Louis can. He's a good chef." Says the 17 year old.Out of the blue, Zayn couldn't chew properly nor let it go down his throat. His bitter smile makes her realize she went too far with her comparison."I'm sorry... I didn't mean to—""No. I'm actually happy that you have people around you to make lunch. It gives me assurance that someone truly loves you. Cares for you." He says, stroking her hair softly. The girl felt absolutely careless about her own self. She shouldn't have
Each other's ice cream flavors looked appealing. They both stare at each other's hands holding their ice cream, wondering how it would taste. Or better, how it would taste when mixed.That's what they exactly planned to do."Come here." Zayn whispers softly, his lips inching closer. Cassandra stops biting her lips and closes her eyes.Inch by inch, Zayn was coming closer to quench his curiosity. Cassandra was awaiting for his sweet yet flavored kiss.However, there was a sharp mental image inside Cassandra where she saw an old man sitting in front of her. The image doesn't even last for a second. It was of an old man, she could say by his ancient looks and grey hair.Startled, she drops the cone of ice cream and concern sprouts in Zayn."Hey, what happened?" He holds her jaw, placing his cone on the plate. Cassandra was awestruck at the image she just couldn't unsee. The man looked vaguely similar. But she never remembered an encounter with that man. Suddenly. There was a commotion
I could see a person jogging towards us from the corner of my eye. Of course, I didn't pay any heed to the person because it was immaterial. But as the person's panting was much clearer as he was getting closer, I widened my eyes. No...this is the worst possible scenario I could have been caught up into! "Cassandra..?" I stand up at once, looking at Zayn. He is panting, and he adjusts his spectacles before sighing. "Hey, Klarksman. What are you doing here?" Composing himself almost immediately, Zayn asks Mark who stands up as well."Just having a jog before going back to town, professor. What about you? This is such a small world, isn't it? I just bumped into her before you got to us." Mark says the truth. Zayn turns to look at me, and I nod...forcing a smile. It takes a few seconds for Zayn to respond as he says,"I agree with that. I was walking to my house and happened to see you both. Wanted to show up and say hello, but it seems like you're busy by yourselves." Zayn makes a sna
"What are you doing here, Mark?" I ask the man who tilts his head to the side. He looks around us as if trying to come up with an answer. "I hope this is a public space, haha. It's a park, if you didn't know that." He responds quirkily. I shake my head vigorously and repeat myself once again. "That's not what I mean— Leave it. It's ruined anyway." Defeated, I sit back down on the metal bench. "Oh...I sense trouble. If you want to tell me about something, I'm right here." Walking around me, Mark takes the space on the bench beside me. I keep staring at him. He takes his earphones out, stuffing them in his pockets. This young man has more patience than I could ever have. He waits for a whole few minutes before I speak. I explain the situation I am in. Of course, I didn't dare reveal his name. But Mark is now aware that I'm dating a corporate middle-aged man as soon as I turn 18. He nods his head, understanding my situation. "Have you...ever been in a relationship?" I ask Mark. Some
His eyes widen. I was right all along. He was feeling indifferent towards Mark since the day he met him but I never knew it for sure...until now. I cross my arms on my chest and glare at him. "Don't look at me like that. That is completely natural for me to feel as if you have clicked with Mark. He seemed to pique your interest. And honestly, you're not the only one, sweetheart. I mean, other girls look at him too—" I cut him off quickly. How dare he!? He realizes way too quickly and tries to control the damage he's done. But I was already scoffing at him, trying not to raise my voice. "Zayn. What do you even mean by that? Do you realize how that reflects on ME!?" He stands up at my words at once! He tries to approach me, but I swerve from his touch swiftly,"Don't touch me, Zayn. Do you think I would be attracted to Mark just like all the other girls? How could you even think I would have eyes for another man while I've been waiting for you for two fucking lives!?" I scream at him
"Who was that, darling?" A gasp escapes my lips as I turn around to see Zayn entering the room. His eyebrows knot together, he closes the door behind himself. "Did I scare you?" He asks, chuckling...uncomfortably. "No, not at all! I was on a call with my um...friend. The new guy from England in our class?" I ask, feeling the tightness in my chest as I do so. What is wrong with me?"Uh-huh. Mark Klarksman. He had a splendid academic record on his mark sheet. What about him?" I hear him say and watch him approach me as he speaks. He now stands in front of me, arms folded against his chest. "About him...nothing special. He wanted to surprise me for my birthday yesterday, but since I haven't gone to school..." My words started fading as I couldn't express myself well. I hear Zayn sighing. It makes me lift my head to meet his gaze. "Please tell me what he's told you on the call." Sounding annoyed, Zayn asks me."He...wanted to hang out with me today since he would be leaving briefly to
Cassandra's POV The atmosphere around the room wasn't as awkward as I had expected. That made me chuckle and lighten the mood all the more. I'm pretty confident that Zayn would be able to handle his cousin for having a loud mouth!"He's the troublesome cousin you were talking about, right?" I lean towards Zayn, who had just sat down and asked. He adjusts on his seat, sighing his heart away. That gives me my answer. "Oh, the bread is really good." I felt the bread melt in my mouth before I commented. "That is our chef's favourite sourdough bread. He's become an expert at that!" Zayn responds to me. "It's so soft and warm and moist. Oh lord, I've never eaten a more delicious bread than this!" I exclaim, but looking at Zayn's pervy face, I roll my eyes. "I know what else is soft and warm and moist, baby girl." I knew that was coming from his mouth. The breakfast concludes quickly yet I'm full to my chest! It was so fresh, scrumptious and nothing but perfection. Although, I leave Zay
Curse my blindness. Cassandra and I look at each other and back at the door. The man who just entered has seen my junk and everything! It was such an awkward position as well! "I think he's seen all of it," Cassandra says, dangling my spectacles in front of me. I wear it, bringing myself back to earth. Was it Ronan, perhaps? He's probably the only one who hasn't met Cassandra yet. And they're almost the same age as well. He's just one year older, or I suppose. "Don't bother. He's just your cousin!" Chuckling as she wakes up, Cassandra assures me. Suddenly, her body intertwined with mine as she got on top of me, naked. "The door is still open, might as well remind you," I say, watching her adjust as I hold her waist. "And I don't care, might as well remind you." Cassandra sassily repeated my words as a smile just couldn't help but burst into a smirk on my lips. I cover her back with the sheets, covering myself as well."I like this confidence in you," I say, letting her take my spe
Cuddled up in our bed, I see the woman snoring softly under my arm. Her head rests on my chest. She looks so peaceful...We haven't done anything that she didn't want to do. Poor Cassie. She fell asleep right after we made out. She didn't even wait until I came back from the bathroom with a wet towel in my hand. I will remember this night forever.Well, we are still virgins even after what we did. I'm nowhere close to disappointment, although I can figure out that Cassie would wake up feeling upset. I will reassure her with all I've got. Thinking about assuring her while still smiling from within is going to be tough tomorrow. There is one thought that is keeping me up right now. No, it isn't directly about Cassandra or anyone I am familiar with. It's the new kid. He has been in my head since forever. It has been just one day, admittedly, but the way Cassandra interacted with him had thrown me under the bus. It made me realize.. that fate played a mysterious game once again and is
Zayn's POV "Come," one hand under her head as the other extends out to call for me. I gulp, excitement rushing through my body and quite literally where it is exactly supposed to go. I catch her gazing down at my manhood, her smile falls quickly. "Don't worry," I chuckle and say, "Its not going to hurt." "It won't fit for sure..." She says, her expression being surprised,"I will make it fit." That's it. I sound confident and it assures her the way it would. My bed is considerably huge. As a tall man myself, I needed something which coukd accommodate all of me. Tonight is the night I've dreamed of quite literally every time my head hit the pillow. Im ashamed to share it as it is, but as a teenager, I touched myself violently every night, right here on this bed, thinking of what I'd do to HER. The love of my lives, with Cassandra. I lay stomach down on my bed, the scent of her body engulfing me from all sides. I take a shamelessly deep sniff, making her chuckle. "You smell heavenl
Cassandra's POV I gulp heavily. Tonight...I had finally turned 18. I am a legal adult! The night of our union is close as I could feel the tension between us. Zayn and I couldn't stop touching each other for the entire party. Of course, no one could have known about it since it was just us, in our little sphere. I lick my lips, staring straight ahead at Zayn. It is dusk for the party, the vibe is fading around the backyard of the prestigious Johnson estate. "Mom, have a stay here. We can go back to our house tomorrow morning!" I insist mom as she looks at uncle Alex. I know their love story. I was Cassandra Johnson in their timeline. Zayn comes up behind me and steals me away from my mother and potentially my stepdad! "Whoa! What was that!?" I ask, trying to catch my breathe. We ran thriugh the corridors of his mansion, the Johnson Estate suddenly seems bigger than I remember it to be. "Don't tell me anything right now, Cassandra. You're finally mine. I can call you mine now..."