38 | D A I S Y

Just a few tables away, Keith and his new girlfriend were intensely making out. She was sitting on his laps and grinding against him. Her back was to me and Keith was facing me. As they kiss, he rubs her backside against his front. His eyes were open and directly staring at me with a devilish glint in his eyes. He wanted to make me jealous and regret leaving him but my expression remains blank.

Long story short, he found out about my pregnancy and who the father was. He was beyond furious so he decided to use some cheap bitch as comeback at me. Nothing seems to bother me though. Except my stubborn best friend.

I still haven't figure out what was wrong with her. In fact, she has completely vanished and left no trace of her. She might be my best friend but if she wants her space. I'll give her.

I was eating my lunch with a book laid out in front of me. My friends were sitting next to me chatting about the upcoming events. I couldn't believe we have only two more days before exams starts. I promise to make myself proud about the results. I'm working my ass up to fulfill this promise.

"Daisy Coleman?" An unfamiliar yet deep, husky voice said from above me.

I look up to find the tall new guy, Tyler standing before me with a flicker of curiosity in his hazel eyes. There was no doubt he's one of the most attractive guys I've ever met.

With well defined sharp jaws and angular cheekbones, he has very handsome, manly face. His pale skin made him look devastatingly handsome. He was well over six feet with a very muscular body that made his shirt clung to his body. His rich dirty blond hair that had tousled griminess which promised finesse. And don't let me get started with the tattoos proudly displayed almost every part of his naked skin. He was the real definition of a bad boy.

"Hey, sexy." I jokingly fluttered my eyelashes on him, my lunch and book completely forgotten. Since his arrival this morning, all the girls were swooning over him except he's a very quiet one. "I'm Daisy."

He gave me a bewildered look, his perfectly arched eyebrows knitted. "You don't recognise me?"

It was my turn to be confused. I quickly searched through my mind for any information but came up with nothing. "Excuse me? Perhaps you'd like to remind me?"

Like a gentleman, he sat opposite me. My friends were gawking at us but I dared not say anything to them.

"I won the three thousand dollars countless times during the bike racing. You were in Cole's team, I was in Yoyo's team. That exactly two years ago." He easily said with a snicker playing on his lips.

My eyes went wide as I stared at him dumbfounded. I remember going to the race with Cole on a daily basis. It was there I learnt how to ride a bike. Cole was also a racer and always won. I tried a couple of times but I only won once.

"Wow! I'm sorry but I've never noticed you. It's being a very long time." I said with a kind beam.

"Yeah I guess but," he paused and inches a bit closer. "Why don't you tell your friends to stop ogling me because I'm fucking taken?" The grin on his face had already disappeared and was replaced by a glower. He sent them a deadly glare and my friends have never being more embarrassed.

I push my book and food aside and instead, focus my attention on my new interest. "Tell me who the lucky bitch is. Is she in this school? You seem pretty serious about her."

His hard hazel eyes softened as if he remembered something. "Why should I tell you about my girl? I don't like people stalking my girlfriend. You included."

I weakly chuckled at his remark. "You think I'm one of those girls? Girls are that eager to fuck you? Wrong. Maybe then, I'd have agreed but now, I'm not stupid anymore. I don't think with my desires, I think with my brain."

He let out a demonic snigger. "Fine. She's not here. Her name is Kamilla and she's the most sweetest being I've ever met. She's beautiful and sweet. How about you?"

It sucks that he found his own happily ever after when I don't even believe in that nasty topic called love. I shrugged. "I'm almost four months pregnant and my dick of a baby daddy is right there chatting with my worst enemy. You can say I have a beautiful love story." I gulped down the rest of the water as I watch Zack and Jenna interact.

With his own group of friends surrounding them, it looks like they were having fun. Maya had pleaded with me join them but because Jenna was there, I refused to. Zack doesn't really care. He chose her over me and here we are, glaring at each other from the corner of our eyes. He was throwing jealous glances at my table and I couldn't be more satiated.

For a few seconds, Tyler stared at Zack's table with a questioning look. "The guy in the middle?"

"Yep. Zack Alan Hudson."

"Dick." I heard him mutter under his breath and I had to resist chuckling.

"But anyways, why are you here? It's just a few days to exams and I'm definitely you would write it." I was curious as fuck to find out about his sudden appearance. What kind of a stupid person comes at the end of a semester?

"My school exams finished last week. I'm actually changing schools because I got expelled for certain reasons I can't tell. It wasa mistake they made and they apologized but I've already decided my last year of high school will be in this school."

As I lean forward, I accidentally pushed my orange juice forward and it splatter all over Tyler's shirt. Out of reflex action, he got up immediately and tried to scrub it off to no avail. He was wearing a white shirt to make matters worse.

"OMG! My friend here is a bit clumsy. Why don't you let me take you to the restroom?!" Peyton offered with a snicker as she rushed to him. She tried to scrub it too but in reality, she was just trying to touch what was beneath the pants. Dirty slut.

"No thanks." He pushed her hands off. "Daisy, do you mind taking me to the restroom since it's your damn fucking fault?"

I agreed but before I leave, I shot Peyton a warning look. We went to the boys' restroom. Tyler gave me a weird look when I followed him inside.

"Fine. I'm out." I said when he gave me a raised eyebrow.

I stepped out and stood in front of the wall, my back to the hallway. However, a few seconds later, I found myself being spin around and my chest met with a very hard one. I felt a heavy yet athletic body pressed against mine. His minty breathing was fanning my face and I soon realised just how close we are. His scent engulf my senses and threw away all my worries.

His hand gently glided through her hair and he pulled it back to get a better look of my face. My eyes met with his hazy chocolate brown eyes. His eyes were candles in that night, their light a spark of passion... desire. His hues are darker like I've never seen before. There is no smile on his lips, only the hot intensity of his gaze that we both know is the start of the inferno to come.

Goosebumps lined my skin as a small smile crept upon my face. It seems like something not only stirred in him but also took over his thinking. I closed my eyes as his nose tickled my ear. The feelings rock my head backwards as he kiss my neck and push his body into mine. I recognized the feeling of fetish desires and welcomed them. The next thing I knew, he had slammed his lips to mine and nearly knocked all wind from my lungs.

Everything around us faded away. The kiss was a promise of realness, of the primal desire that lives in us all. He pressed his tongue to the seam of my lips and, at my grant of access, delved inside my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, allowing our billowing breaths to mingle. A loud moan escaped my lips when his arms drifted to my hip and grabbed a hold, making me to wrap my led around his waist.

My heart fluttered in my chest at the feeling of his hard, muscular body. He licked my lips briefly before thrusting his tongue. I enjoyed every second of the kiss.

I wanted him.

"Are you guys supposed to be making out or going back to classes? Last time I check, the bell rang." When we ignored him, Tyler surrender. "Okay. I'm out." With that, I heard his footsteps as he left.

It was then that we finally broke apart but our foreheads were touching. We were breathing heavily, trying to find oxygen.

"What do you say? Class or washroom?" He whispered in a very husky voice enough to seduce my senses.

My fingers trailed down to his chest. "I thought you have a girlfriend?"

He gave me a smirk before leading me inside the boys restroom and closing the door behind him. Unfortunately, I'll have to dodge the next two classes.
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