Fighter Boy

The End

"Hey." Sebastian dropped down onto the seat next to me, giving me one hell of a surprise.

"What on earth are you doing here? Don't you have a tutorial now?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Nah, it's not on this week so I thought I'd sit in and see if linguistics was really as fun as you say it is."

"Really." I wasn't buying it. "You do realise I'm not going to be able to talk to you or anything, right? I need to take notes."

"Yep. Got it. I will remain silent and not interfere with your learning." He nodded and made the motion of zipping his lips as a promise to not talk.

Shockingly, his promise lasted about 10 minutes into the lecture when Sebastian slipped a little note onto the corner of my desk.

This is way more boring than I had originally thought.

Dear lord, this boy was annoying. Sighing, I scribbled back hurriedly.

Why did you come then? 

Because one of my friends did this for his girlfriend and it seemed like a cute idea at the time but now I'm regretting it. Right in the corner Sebastian had added a sad face.

I'm trying to focus and you're being distracting.

Okay, I'm going to sneak out. Are you coming to my match tonight?

I glanced over at him to see a hopeful look on his face. Rolling my eyes, I nodded and then shooed him away. Obviously though, nothing Sebastian ever did was subtle as he stood up and managed to drop his phone on the cold hard tile. Everyone in the lecture theatre turned to look at us and, on cue, my face began burning bright red. Did Sebastian care though? Nope. Instead he grinned at me before I put my head down to focus on my notes and blocked out everything till I heard the heavy groan of the door opening and shutting.

Even though it had been a while since I had been to one of Sebastian's matches, what with university and life getting in the way, I still knew the place like the back of my hand. I headed straight for his dressing room, not bothering to knock.

"Oh, hey," I was caught off-guard by Sean sitting on the couch. "I didn't realise you were coming tonight."

"That sounds really welcoming, Alexa, thanks." Sean grinned, standing up.

"No problem." I gave him a huge hug. "Do you mind giving us a minute?" I motioned to where Sebastian was sitting, staring at me curiously.

"Sure, see you out there. Good luck," With a nod in Sebastian's direction, Sean left the room, shutting the door behind him.

"You're wearing red lipstick." Sebastian stated casually.

"Yes, and?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You know I love it when you wear red lipstick." I watched as the suspicion grew in his eyes.

"Well, I just thought it was only fair for me to provide a little revenge," I shrugged.

"Revenge? What for?"

"Do you remember, not even five hours ago, when you came into my lecture and promised me something?" Walking over, I straddled his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Not to distract you?" Sebastian said meekly.

"But then what did you do?"

"Distracted you." He replied with a grin.

"Exactly. So I thought, why not do the exact same to you?" I let part of my hoodie that I was wearing slide down over my shoulder, revealing the strap of my bra.

"Please tell me you're wearing more than that under there," Sebastian groaned, dropping his head into the crook of my neck.

"I'm sure you'll find out later on." I stood up and turned to leave, but not before looking back with a smirk, "Good luck."

The match started only a few minutes later and, as they walked into the arena, I caught Sebastian's eye as per usual; only this time I tugged at the zip of my hoodie, revealing a little more of my cleavage. I watched as Sebastian gave me a warning look which I returned with a wink.

Normally I stood somewhere in the middle, not too close so that I had to smell the sweat and blood, and not too far away that I couldn't see over the people in front of me. However, today I was right at the back where Sebastian could clearly spot me but everyone else had their back to me. It was the perfect place to tease him.

The match started and, for a few minutes, I forgot my initial plan and just watched him fight. As always, the crowd was cheering and I couldn't help but cheer with them. But when the first bout ended, I remembered what I had come here to do.

I could feel Sebastian's eyes on me so I decided to give him a little more incentive, opening my hoodie even further so that there was very little to hide. No one else was looking at me, except for him, and so I had absolutely no qualms about being so daring. I knew that Sebastian was more distracted now, he wasn't hitting as cleanly, and his opponent was getting some more punches in and I couldn't help but be gleeful. Eventually though the round finished and I took the opportunity to fully unzip my hoodie and slip it halfway off my shoulders. Sebastian's eyes widened in horror and I laughed to myself as he tried to look away. Revenge was sweet. This time, in the middle of the fight, he looked at me in a moment of distraction and got dealt a pretty hefty blow to the stomach. I winced, as did half of the people in the room, but I had a mission to complete and I was going to teach him a lesson.

When he next glanced my way, I began unbuttoning my jeans and making a move to shimmy them off. I had to stop though because Sebastian got knocked on the floor and I figured that he had probably had enough payback for today. I redressed and began making my way forwards into the crowd, giving Sebastian a smirk when he saw me. Clearly, he had enough because the next round it was clear who was dominating as Sebastian went to town on his opponent until the referee stepped in and stopped it. I didn't even wait for Sebastian to be announced as the winner, already walking towards the exit.

"Did you know that after I win, I kiss the prettiest girl in the room?" Sebastian's arm slipped around my waist and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"How did you ever get that line to work? You are quite literally dripping sweat," I commented, pushing him away from me with a grin.

"It worked on you," Sebastian pulled me to face him, a huge smile on his face.

"Do you have something to say?" I asked, an eyebrow raised sternly.

"I promise never to distract you again." 

"Good." I nodded before turning and walking away.

"That's it? No kiss at all?" Even though I couldn't see him, I knew he was pouting.

"You can have a kiss after you shower!"

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Oh my god, do you guys know how much it has annoyed me that I never properly finished this goddamn story? So here's a proper ending.  I literally started writing this in like 2013 so four years later and I'm done. I love all you people who read this and I love reading all the comments so thank you! Okay, don't really have much more to say... Goodbye Selexa, I guess? 

Love, Elizabeth.