Obey (Pedro Pascal)

Part 7 - Hazel

What. Just. Happened.

I mean I know what happened, he basically finger banged me but what the fuck. Is this something we should be doing? My heart says yes, but my mind says no. I grab my stuff getting ready to head home.

"So um.. what are we supposed to do now?" I asked dumbfounded. Aren't we supposed to date now? I don't want to be someone who just gets used for sex. I like him, and I would like to see where this goes.

"What do you mean?" He asks while crossing his arms.

"Like, what are we? - I don't want to just be a side piece.". Was that too forward? We pretty much just met each we other a few months ago. 

He looked at me smiling, walking over to me, grabbing my hands in his.

"Darlin' remember what I told you? You're mine."

"Yeah, I get that. But WHAT am I?" I explain trying to understand.

"Amelia, when I say you're mine, that means I want you and only you. You are mine, no one else's to touch. - I wouldn't do this with anyone else." He says still holding my hands.

"We aren't really supposed to do this. How are we going to go public?"

"I mean, we're not dating yet, but even if that does happen, we won't tell anyone." He says. "No one will find out. I promise."

"Okay." I say heading to the door until I realize something and turn around.
"Wait... Mr. Pascal, we never discussed the kissing booth!" I semi yell out. He lets out a laugh.

"First off, you don't have to call me 'Mr. Pascal anymore, only in class you can. Call me Pedro. Second, we'll discuss it in my office next week. We were too busy today." Pedro says while winking.

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Later that day I got home and laid on my bed. James wasn't home, he must of went out with his boyfriend - so I was here all by myself with my thoughts. I wonder what class will be like from now on. Will Pedro treat me different in front of everyone? Probably. I mean, who cares though, right? We aren't dating and even so, we'd get in trouble. I'd get kicked out of college and he'd get fired. Even though I thought these things, I think I still cared.

Shaking the thoughts from my head, I get ready for bed. It's 11pm and I have class tomorrow.

I woke up the next morning, looking at my clock as it read 6:00am. Grunting, I got up and started picking out my outfit for the day. I grabbed a pair of ripped high waisted jeans, and a dark blue v-neck crop top. Next, I grabbed my curler, curling my long brown hair.

After I was all dressed for the day, I grabbed my books, heading out for class. Walking down the hallway, I see a blonde with shorts on that are so short, you can see her ass all the way from mars. She talking to Pedro while fucking him with her eyes.

Rolling my eyes I walk right past her, pretending like I didn't see anything. Sitting down, I grab my pen and paper putting it down on the table when all of a sudden I feel a presence sit next to me. Looking over, I see Hazel sitting down next to me in James's seat.

"Hi... um what's your name?" Hazel says with her cali girl voice.

"Amelia." I say with a questioning tone, but because I was paying attention to her, I didn't see James standing next to us.

"You do realize you're in my seat right?" James says with a slight attitude. Hazel looks up at him with narrowed eyes.

She smirks. "Well, there's another seat over here. This one is taken."
James was about to say something but stopped. He must of been thinking about saying something awful but decided to stop himself.

"Anyways" she says "you see Mr. Pascal over there?"

Duh bitch, we've been in this class for weeks now. I decided to be some what nice.

"Yeah, he's our professor. Of course I see him." I say with a slight tone.

"Isn't he fucking hot? You think he'll go out with me. I mean, I'm hot and he's hot. It's only fair that two hot people go out together." What the hell?

I look at her dumbfounded.
"You do realize he's our teacher, and he's like 25 years older than you?" Speak for yourself Em. I giggle to myself hoping she didn't notice.

I might be a little jealous that she's trying to go out with him. - I'm trying to remember that me and him are technically not in a relationship. Even though he said he's mine and I'm his.

She looks at me, flipping her hair. Such a rich girl move.
"Why are you even telling me this. You didn't even remember my name before."

"I just wanted to rub it in your face. You're always alone. The only time I see you with someone is when your with this guy. No wonder you don't have a man. I see why your ex cheated on you" She says pointing at James. How did she know that?

James turned over to her, "excuse me lady. My name is James and I'm a bad bitch. So fuck off." I couldn't help but belt out a laugh.

"What are you laughing at? Don't be jealous because Mr. Pascal is going to fuck me when we get together, and you'll never fuck anyone because your unfuckable." She got up and left to go talk to Pedro. That was so fucking random. What the hell. Even though her words mean nothing, it still hurt and made me question why he's even doing this with me.

I watch as she struts her way all the way to his podium.
She starts talking and flipping her hair, talking to him. I'm starting to get a little nervous thinking that he's going to do the same with Hazel as he's doing to me. Sitting on his desk, and biting her lip, I see him say something. She immediately stands up, crossing her arms. Hazel stomps her feet, walking past me giving me a dirty look.

I guess it didn't go very well. I giggle to myself, feeling a bit better about the situation. Once class begins, I look down at Pedro. He looks up at me and grins.
That smile.
That smile gives me so many feelings.

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Hey guys! This chapter was more of a filler but I hope you liked it anyways. Thank you so much for reading! Love you all <33