Eight | "I love it when you say my name. "

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so, if you read this chapter before I posted it today, that means Wattpad was being stupid and decided to just randomly post my unfinished chapters.😐

srry guys :(

Kehlani.

The final bell rang for the day, and I happily rushed out the classroom and towards my locker, to pack my final things and leave this hell for the day.

I closed my locker and headed out the school, only to be stopped by someone grabbing my arm.

"Kehlani, I wanted to talk to you, remember?"

I shrugged my arm away from him, but he grabbed my hand and led me outside.

"We're going to my house. " He ordered.

"Ok, so you can walk.  " I rolled my eyes and walked to my car, but Chance kept following.

I tried to ignore him but when I finally got in the car, he followed suit, buckling himself in.

"Chance get outttt," I spoke annoyed.

"Nah. "

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"This is not making me want to talk to you more. "

"I don't really give a fuck." He shrugged and kissed my cheek, and I rolled my eyes.

"You can drive now, sweetheart."

I sucked my teeth and pulled out of the parking lot, driving towards his house.

"Asshole. " I muttered after turning the first corner.

Chance just laughed at my annoyance and sat back in his chair, as I drove in silence.

I soon arrived to his house and we got out, walking into his room.

I stood by the door as Chance sat down and got comfortable.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you, Lani. "

"Are you?"

"Yes. I just miss talking to you and-"

"I don't. " I interrupted, bluntly.

Chance just laughed, knowing that I was acting off my emotions.

"Can you let me talk, please?"

"When I wanted to talk, you didn't answer my calls. So no. "

He got off the bed and slowly walked over to me.

"Kehlani. " He spoke with a playful grin on his face, still thinking this shit was funny.

I rolled my eyes.

"Chancelor."

He wrapped his arms around my waist and whispered in my ear.

"I love it when you say me name. "

We both broke out in laughter and I pushed him off me.

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