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Chapter 55 - Fifty five

"What are you doing?" I asked him when he turned Casey's seat opposite to mine. He didn't answer me, he just dragged the seat closer till there was almost no space between the two seats.

He was directly facing me but I turned my face to the marker board, so it was my side view he was getting.

"Really?" I heard him after I turned away from him.

"You can't seat here, there are others here and you can see that," I said, still not looking at him.

"Are you mad at me?" He ignored all I just said to ask.

"No," I was a bad liar.

"You are, I could tell from the way you looked at me in the hallway. It felt like you could crucify me with those eyes."

"I'm not mad at you," I lied again. "Just leave?"

"No." I turned to him with a sharp look when he said 'no' like that, but I felt like his charming face would erase my anger so I looked back at the marker board.

"Julie, come on, don't look away from me like that." I felt his warm hand on my exposed right thigh, it messed with my senses for some brief seconds till he withdrew his hand.

I swallowed, almost forgetting what we were just talking about because of his simple touch.

"Do you want me to stop talking to her?" He asked, finally making me to look at him again.

So he knew. I didn't say anything, I just looked over his shoulder and saw Casey smiling excitedly about him talking to me. Oh, she was such a drama queen.

He followed my eyes, turning back to see Casey smiling at me them returning his eyes to me.

"If you don't like me talking with April, you should let me know."

"What? Are you really gonna stop talking to her if I ask you to?"

"Do you want that?" He replied my question with his.

"Maybe," I heard myself confessing.

"So you don't like it when I talk to her, why didn't you just say so?"

"Well, I kinda did... indirectly, yesterday, remember?" I looked at him, shyly shoving some strands of my disturbing hair to the back. I guess I felt shy because he was talking to me in front of all this people, and also because Casey won't stop winking at me with an overly lasting, excited grin.

"Oh yeah, I thought about that. I won't let her touch my hair next time." He told me and got a smile from me. I don't know why I smiled to what he just said, was I really that jealous?

"And what about talking to her? I mean you can't just stop talking to her, you guys are friends right?"

"Yeah, we are."

"Maybe give her some distance whenever she comes close to you, and don't smile too much when you are with her, she might fall for you like I did because of your smile." I gave my conditions and got a chuckle from him.

"She has a boyfriend."

"Doesn't change the fact that she could still fall for you," I let him know.

"Okay ma'am, will do like you said." He pinched my cheeks lightly.

"Don't do that," I pushed his hands away, not wanting anyone to see him do that.

"Move my hands away from your face again and I'll kiss you."

"You wouldn't," I said and got a smirk from him. Oh no, I just said something stupid, he surely would, he had done such before.

"Uhmm, Casey?!" I called loudly to get not just her but everyone around to look at me."Can you come over here?" I asked of her. Now, he couldn't kiss me like he wanted. I saw a smile light up his lips, it turned into a muffled laughter.

He stood up before Casey could get to me. I thought he was already leaving but he pulled me closer and whispered in my right ear.

"I'm still gonna kiss you before it's closing time." He left those words in my ear before leaving the class again.

"O.M.G, what did you two talk about?" Casey asked, excited still. "Did he ask you out?" Her eyes shone with more excitement when she asked that like she expected a positive response.

"No. Nick asked him to tell me something, that's all." I watched as her excitement died after I told her this.

"Oh." She wringed her lips.

"Yeah," I just said again, re-positioning her seat which Uche had turned to face me just to talk to me.

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It was almost time for school to dismiss us, Uche hadn't kiss me yet. Yeah, I know, it's funny that I tried avoiding him for most of today so he wouldn't kiss me but turns out it not that keeping him from kissing me, he's been super busy today. I thought I didn't want him go kiss me, scared as I was that he might do it in front of all the others but now that I haven't seen him since the last period, I wished he was seated at his seat and my eyes could just feed on him; his beautiful face and his pleasurable lips.

Okay, who am I kidding? I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to kiss me so bad. And it was crazy that I wanted other things too. I also wanted him to rub my thighs with those electrifying hands of his while he kissed me, maybe lift my skirt up a little and play with my small ass; grab it and squeeze it, not so roughly and also not gently...just somewhere in between.

I smiled as I sat there daydreaming about what I wanted him to do to me. I looked around to see if anyone noticed me smiling weirdly, no one did, gladly. I was about to resume daydreaming when...

"Oh my, who's Julie thinking about?" Casey popped out of nowhere, winking at me as she asked.

Urggh. I think she saw me smiling like a weirdo just now.

"No one." I lied but she didn't look like she believed one thing I said.

"Let me make a guess." She opted.

"No." I reacted quickly because I knew what her first guest will be but she went on guessing anyway.

"Kim." I heard her.

"Kim?" I had to repeat his name as a question because Kim? Why would she think I was thinking of Kim? Ew.

"Wrong guess? If it isn't Kim, it's Uche then." Was she serious? It was now she was mentioning the name I expected to first leave her mouth as her guess.

"Why would you mention Kim? Ew, don't mention his name." I had to tell her. I didn't know why but I felt irritated just by a bare mention of his name.

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