His Love ✔️

Used to Be

Chapter 4

"let me ask you something." He stared at me weirdly. "okay?"

"Every boy on this campus wants you." I glanced at him confused, what is he getting at? "they don't but go on." He rolled his eyes continuing, "But yet you just stay in your apartment and do..." he looked around "nothing."

I scoffed "I don't do nothing...I write, I clean, I watch The Vampire Diaries-" He raised his eyebrows "Right." I let out a breath "And every girl on this campus already, wants you but look where you are, protecting a defenseless girl you just met from her toxic ex, in her apartment, in which she does nothing in."

Something about what I said he found amusing because he slightly smiled. Yes. Smiled. "What's so amusing?" He just shook his head shrugging. "Just thought you'd remember me by now."

Remember him..."Im confused..."

He sat down on the couch next to me, "Let's see here..."

Kings POV
Flashback.

I hate crowds. I hate people. Parties are a mix of two things I hate. There's drunk girls everywhere, barley even clothed. Yuck. Some girls do it out of confidence, others for attention, specifically from me and my boys .It's pointless I don't want a whore.

My dads here on a business trip, looking at possibilities of us moving here. Little does he know there's no us anymore.

A girl from across the crowd caught my eye, she obviously caught everyone's eyes. The way other boys stared at her dancing with her friends disgusted me.

"Bro what the fucks wrong with you."

"What." I snapped out of a trance I didn't realize I was in. "Stop staring, our girls are getting mad." Cole said referring to our groupies that follows us everywhere, fucking annoying. "I need air"

I don't know that girl just...you could tell she wasn't there for any of the guys attention or validation, she was there to have fun, she didn't even glance at any of the boys who hit on her.

As I made my way to the door someone tripped and fell into me, I looked down and saw the girl from earlier, extending my hand. "You should be more careful, some guys aren't as nice as me." She grabbed my hand chuckling "Not as hot either...I didn't mean to say tha- I have to pee." I  smirked at her attempt to recover herself. "Seriously though beautiful, be careful out there, you never know who's around a corner." I winked walking away.

Present time

Yes. I have been thinking about her ever since then. It pisses me off too, I never feel anything for a women, not after my mom. What was there to feel?

She raised her head from looking at the ground "How was I supposed to remember, I was black out drunk!" I shrugged keeping my face emotionless.

I was taught showing no emotion left you unpredictable. Through all my experiences, it does.

I'm not a good guy. I used to be one of those guys who called girls for sex and shattered their dreams by morning. The guy who doesn't even remember the girls name. Used to be. It gets boring after awhile.

I caught her staring at me out of the corner of my eye, something she does more often then I think she realizes. She played with her ring before looking back up at me, "Do you ever think that if I wasn't all...ya know completely wasted...what could of happened the night?"

I thought for a minute, I knew what she was referring to, I knew that I wanted so much more to happen that night. But it didn't, we both walked away and didn't look back, I wish I did look back though...