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

He looked drained off with his now appearance. Making his way inside the room with a small smile in my direction, he was soon standing beside me. Draping a hand around my shoulder, he said. "You should leave. I'll take care of him. Mom's crying a lot from the whole ordeal."

"Yeah he's right." Troy Boy agreed sitting up straight.

"Well, I brought few Skittles for you." Troy said with a slight smirk in my direction.

"Like seriously? I'm the one on the bed. If someone's going to have them, that's me!" Spoke the epicure self.

Shaking my head while heaving few chuckles I stood up and left a small kiss on Harry's cheek. "I'll leave you two parrots alone." I said recalling Xaviar's mock.

They both just blushed turning all deep red. Leaving them behind I left the room quietly.

Not able to wake up early, I again missed my School. It was around 12pm when I woke up being called by my mom.

Chapter 125