I Wanna Be Yours (Jean Kirstein x Fem! Reader)

Thirty-Nine (39)

{Long Chapter Ahead - 6,680 words}

Memoirs of Greta S. Heinrich
(Page II)

- FrankIin Heinrich -

"I was only eighteen when I met Franklin Heinrich, and I hate him so much that I ended up loving him."

A frown is evident on Greta's face while she slow dances with Frank,

the man has his hand on both of her waists, while her hands are placed on both of his shoulders, of course, she's also holding 17 red roses, her second to the last dance happened to be Franklin. Much to Greta's annoyance.

She wasn't even informed that Frank is one of her 18 roses, she just learned about it earlier, one of the boys in her 18 roses wasn't able to attend, so Erwin asked Frank to stood in place for the absent boy in Greta's dance.

Greta's mother, Celine and her brother, Erwin, are chuckling while watching Greta frowning as the blond-lady dances with Frank.

Everyone can see that Greta is not liking Frank's presence, but they find it funny, because Frank keeps teasing Greta which only annoys the blond-lady even more. Mary, Felicia and Clarrise are also teasing the blond.

Greta raised a brow at Frank. "The dance is almost done. After this get out of my birthday party." Greta said.

Frank flashed Greta an annoying smirk. "Not gonna happen, sugar. I'm staying here until your party is done. I love parties, you know? And for your information, Erwin was the one who invited me here, so he's the only one who has the right to tell me to get out. And it seems like your mother don't mind. Plus, my mother is here, too. Won't it look rude of you to kick me out of here? Hmm? Pretty girl?"

Greta let out a frustrated sigh, she looked away from Frank and just roamed her eyes around, her brows furrowed upon noticing that Fred is nowhere to be found. Tsk...Where is that idiot? Can't he just pull his twin-brother away from here? This is so...

"So...any boys in your life, Greta?" Frank asked.

Greta rolled her eyes at the h/c man. "We're not close so don't call me by my first name, Mr. Heinrich."

Frank let out a small chuckle. "Aww...I like grumpy and strict girls. Do you want to date me?" Frank asked.

Greta's face irked, she stared at Frank. "Will you please shut up? Or do you want me to beat you up here? I don't care if auntie Loren is here. Or if a lot of people are watching." Greta said.

Frank puckered his lips a little, trying to stifle a loud laugh. "Well, I won't mind getting beaten up by a pretty girl like you. I don't mind at all, baby."

Greta clenched her jaw, she's so annoyed that she could just punch the man in front of her anytime.

"Stop calling me pet names, asshole. I'm not one your hoes." Greta said.

Franklin couldn't stop himself anymore and started laughing.

Greta groaned and looked around once again, hoping to find Fredrick.

The others are wondering why Frank is laughing but they still find it funny that Greta is frowning too much.

"My...my...aren't you a lady with a foul mouth and hidden violent nature?" Frank said, he smirked and leaned close to Greta's face, making the blond to move her face away, but stunned.