Define polar opposites.
She's the innocent kind, who's one step away of breaking apart. He's the charming new troublemaker, with a past that'll haunt him sooner than he thinks.
❝Somehow I stumbled upon the one who's supposed to be my first love, w...
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"You even decorated your plan? Cute." Angel bit down his lip so he wouldn't snicker,"Would you look at that, pink hearts drawn everywhere." He mocked cooed, aiming to pinch my cheek. But I slapped his hand away.
Giving Angel a sickly sweet smile, I scooted beside him now so I could explain my whole ordeal. Against his will at first.
"Where are we, in second grade?" He scoffed, as he folded my paper in half's and gave it back to me. "Man up, Kaitlyn. Walk up to him, and tell this phoney Lolo guy," I glared at Angel's creative choice of words, but somehow I ended up silently laughing with myself. "That you dig him."
"So you're telling me my whole plan is a huge no-no."
He pondered for a moment, before nodding. "We can say that."
My face went in shock for a second at his boldness, but then I laughed it off. Punching his shoulder. Which he didn't even flinched, and just smiled a toothy grin. "Jerk."
"You asked, and I gave."
"Oh, so if I ask for nudes that's an obvious big yes?" I teased, wiggling my eyebrows.
"Yeah, why the hell not?" This narcissistic a-hole is unbelievable. I gaped at him in response. "Treat me like a sex toy, and I'll be down."
Seconds passed, and Angel immediately erupted in a bark of laughter at my face. He quickly took his retro camera out, and placed it close to his right eye,"Say, 'Fuck Me'."
You could say I was resembling a gaping fish at the nerve of this guy, when the flash resounded.
"This picture is golden. " He commented with a mischievous smile, looking down at it.
Why even bother telling him to delete it, if I can already say that's he's not going to oblige.
I surrendered. "I'm done."
Slowly groaning, as getting up with my almost-healed foot still was a slight painful process. Whilst instead of helping me, Angle looked at my situation amusedly. Thank God, the bell rang. An excuse to leave, without feeling bad.
"No wait, hold on Kaitlyn." Angel within a second got up to take a grasp of my hand without hesitation, making me halt in my steps.
I raised a questioning eyebrow, not liking the weird sensation that I got from him physically touching me. But Angel being Angel, ignored my look and all amusement left of his face.
