Crush.

~His hand in between her legs made her forget the world.~

 

Arcane POV:

 

I couldn't sleep a wink last night. The thought of facing Xavier was haunting me. In the morning, I took a long warm shower and slipped inside an oversized black hoodie with blue denim jeans. If you are wondering about my taste, then I am not a short skirt and dresses kind of a girl. Jeans, oversized clothes and sneakers are my kind of thing. 

 

I tied my hair into a bun and grabbed my backpack. My Mom must be sleeping. She goes to the office late. So, I poured myself a glass of milk and spread strawberry jam over the toast. Since I was getting late, I had to devour it and went to school. It is a major relief that school isn't far from my place. I consider this 20 minutes walk a workout. 

 

When I arrived at the school gate, I met Abby, my friend. ''Hey, bitch." Well, she does not have a filter in her mouth. 

 

''Hi, good morning." I smiled.

 

"We have chem today, right?" She asked me and my mind was suddenly blown off. Chemistry class means... I have to take a class with Xavier. God, I am trying to run away from him but this sh*t keeps on snowballing. 

 

''Yeah." I murmured. 

 

The bell rang and Abby literally dragged me to the classroom. I felt lethargic and I felt my breath hitching the moment I saw Xavier. He walked inside, jeans, black shirt, his just-got-out-of-the-bed look caused the butterflies to go berserker in my stomach. 

 

He laughed enchantingly at something which Leo said to him. All I wanted to do was to jump at him and feel those thin lips against mine. 

 

'Fu*k. Fu*k my imagination.'

 

He must have felt my intense stares at himself. That's why he glanced at me and I instantly chickened out and avoided contact. I bit my bottom lip, my legs were shaking because of the anxiety. 

 

His intoxicating scent hit my nostrils when he walked past me and took the seat at the end of the class. I don't know how he does it. He never pays attention in the class however, he is a straight A student. 'Maybe some people are born to perfection.' 

 

Professor Donovan started the class. While my mind was still stuck on Xavier. 'I don't know if he is aware of the fact that I am going to be his  stepsister. I think he doesn't. Otherwise he shouldn't be this calm and composed.' The train of my thoughts was entrapping me. 

 

''Miss. Miller, I just asked you to solve this numerical on the board." Prof. Donovan was speaking loud to catch my attention. 

 

''Yes, what?" I do not have a slightest idea what is happening in the class. 

 

''Stop daydreaming in my class or get out of here.'' He harshly scolded me. 

 

''I am sorry, sir.'' I sighed. 

 

Suddenly, I felt my back burning. So, I turned my face just to find Xavier staring at me. Even though our eyes met still he never broke the contact. We have been in the same class for a year but he never even said 'hi' to me. This felt really weird.

 

I looked away as I felt hot. It is better not to look into his eyes. I feel like drowning into those blue orbs. 

 

'Should I talk to him? Wouldn't he get a scare of his life upon seeing me at dinner tonight?' I thought, 'Maybe I should speak to him.' I decided. 

 

The torturing classes finally ended. Abby wrapped her arms around my shoulders. ''Let's go to the cafeteria. I am starving." 

 

I wanted to go and find Xavier. The next class I have, he does not take those courses with me. However, I could not say no to Abby. 

 

''Okay, let's go." I picked up my things and went to the cafe.

 

The place was packed because it was the lunch hour and I looked around to find a seat for us. But when I saw the sight, I froze on the spot. 

 

This isn't the first time I have seen Xavier with some chick. But every time I do, I don't know why it hurts. A blonde was sitting on his lap and he was almost deep throating her with his tongue. Even from far, I could see their tongues moving against each other. She let out a moan when he bit her bottom lip.

 

I don't know when or how I walked towards him. He glanced at me while his tongue was still inside her mouth. ''I am sorry but I need to talk to you." I mustered up my courage as I said to him. 

 

He pulled back from her. The girl looked at me with disgust as I ruined their moment while his silky thick black hair was still in her grip. ''Who the fu*k she is? Someone you slept with last night?" She looked at me from head to toe and I swear I did not like her judging eyes, ''She doesn't look like your type, Xav." The blonde commented. 

 

''Shut up, Ashley." He grumbled. My legs trembled at the tone of his voice, ''Speak."

 

''In private." I fiddled with my fingers. How can I talk to him about the fact that his Dad and my Mom are getting married in a month and we are going to be step siblings.... when there are people around us? 

 

''Arc, why are you here? I have been looking for you." Abby called me from behind. Damn!! I almost forgot about her. 

 

Before I could make an excuse, Xavier pushed the blonde named 'Ashley' and she barely kept her balance and stopped herself from landing on her ass while Xavier held my wrist and dragged me out of the cafe.

 

Many eyes and gasps trailed me when I left the cafe with him. Well, he is a big shot. A captain of the ice hockey team, prince of ice, a perfect model student, playboy, tall and muscular, while his looks do not need anything to support his demeanor. 

 

He harshly pushed me against the wall in the corridor. It was a massive relief that there weren't many people there. ''Speak." He spat one word. 

 

Okay, now I am really scared. I cleared my throat and looked at his expensive Nike while my mind made an effort to pull my thoughts together. 

 

''I don't know if you are aware...." I started and closed my eyes. I can't dare to look into his intimidating blue eyes, ''Our parents..." I exhaled loudly, ''They are marrying-" 

 

''And what does this have to do with me?" His sharp and piercing voice caused me to open my eyes. I looked at his well defined features, his jaws were ticking while his eyes were as deep as the ocean but they looked like a calm before a storm. 

 

''Listen, I don't know what your name is-" he trailed. My eyes stung at his oblivion. I spent multiple sleepless nights because his thoughts keep me awake and he does not even know my name. My heart ached at the ruthlessness. "I don't care what my Dad does. That's his goddamn life. As long as I can have fun and a luxury life which I need, it doesn't matter." He paused and stared deeply into my eyes, ''You and your Mom, both of you are going to be a mere addition at my home. Live quietly, that's all I am gonna ask for." 

 

He said what he needed to say, ''If anyone will get a whiff of what you are going to be... Trust me that will be your last day in this town. I will show you a true hell.''

 

My lips parted. I literally had no idea he would react this way and why is he treating me like all of this is my fault? At the same time, he made me wonder if it is only me who is overreacting because my mother is marrying, otherwise, this is a normal happening. But the sharp pain in my heart was telling another story. Without his knowledge, he coldly stepped on it. 

 

'Why does it matter to him? Yes, he is right. He does not have feelings for me. He doesn't even know my fu*king name.' I thought. 

 

I saw his lips moving but I couldn't hear a word. The ringing in my ears got louder and later all I could see was his retracting figure. He moved his fingers through the threads of his hair and walked like he owns the world. But he destroyed mine. 

 

I don't know how long I stayed there. It was until when a boy stopped and looked at me, ''Are you okay? Is something wrong?" He was asking with concern. 

 

I forced a smile, "Yes, I am fine." 

 

"That doesn't look like a case to me." He walked closer and wiped the tears which I don't know when they left my eyes, with the pad of his fingers and showed me, ''oh, you must be sweating from your eyes." He joked because I felt my cheeks on fire. 

 

He was good-looking. Tall, lean with the perfect amount of muscles bulging out from his T-shirt while his bronze hair was falling on his wide forehead roughly. He can swoon over any girl but not me. My heart was already wounded badly. 

 

''Thank you." I could not even smile this time, ''Excuse me, I have to go." His black eyes made me anxious. I felt like he was looking through me and I don't want anyone to know how heartbroken I was. 

 

He called me but I did not stay there and walked out of there. I texted Abby that I am going home before leaving school. Whole way, his words echoed through my head. 

 

'I don't know what your name is-'

'You and your Mom, both of you are going to be a mere addition at my home-'

'Live quietly-'  

'I will show you a true hell.'

 

I had a mental breakdown and sat on the footpath. Soon, my sobs resonated in the air. "Why? Why?" There were so many questions in my head and no one had answers to them.