ErzaLockhart_8373

Felon
/fè-lun/
Cruel; Wicked. 


I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. 


"Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. 
[I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.]



I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. 



"You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. 



"I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. 



"But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cruel; Wicked. The Felon

Is that Celeb who came into my room and kept the letter?

Sensing my misgiving he dropped his gaze and plastered his face with a flirty smile followed by a wink in my direction. I didn't responded and turned my head in Elliot's direction.

"I didn't expected these many people" I said to start a conversation.

"Yeah! Most of them are our senior."

"Yeah, they all are Celeb's friends.

Since he dropped the school for almost three years. " He replied meeting my eyes.

"What? But why?" I inquired knitting my brows in utter confusion.

He just shrugged his shoulder and turned around not meeting my gaze.

Sensing he might not want to answer my question I left the matter there only, but my eyes adjusted on now laughing Celeb. Now that I realised he did looked a bit older than us.

Chapter 89