49. BITCHY.

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GABRIELLA'S POV:

"Just two more minutes..." He said and pushed me to the wall and his lips crashed on the exposed area of my upper chest. I pushed him away.

"No. I-I-I-I have a lot to do." I started buttoning up my shirt....again.

"Liar."

"No I'm not."

"Are too."

"Are not!"

"Are too."

"Are not!"

"Are too. I win. My prize, you. Now come." He held my wrist and dragged me closer.

"Let go of me." I aggressively removed his hand. "I'm not some sex object where you can play and drop at anytime. You hear me?" I rose my finger at him but he just bursted into laughter. I looked at him annoyed. "Which part of what I just said was funny?" I rose my eyebrow.

"The part where you said your not some sex object where I can play and drop at anytime. Which is totally funny because you technically are." He snorts.

I glared at him. "You have luck I have principles that I have to respect."

"And which are?" He snorted again.

"Not to hit guys...the same way I'm against the fact that some men hit women is the same way I'm against the fact that some women hit men. It's still abuse no matter what the situation is. But now, I'm thinking of dropping that principle." If looks could kill, Andre would have been dead by now. By me.

"Hmmmm, that's nice. I like that. I've not really seen a girl or a female say that before." He smiled but I just shrugged it off and wanted to walk away but he evaded my space.

"What?"

"I was just joking." He laughed as he cupped my cheeks. "Your not a sex object." He smiled at me but I just got irritated more. I removed his hands rudely.

"Don't touch me."

"Why?" He frowned. "What did I do? I told you I was just kidding with you."

"I know but don't touch me. You don't have the right to do that. And I don't like you close to me..." I shifted back.

"Since when?" He moved to me closer.

"From the very beginning we met." I kept on moving back as he came closer.

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Well...you know what I think?"

"What?" I rose my brow.

"I have the right." He got so close and in an instant move, I moved back not knowing I would come clashing with a table and I have no idea how it happened but I then lost my balance and fell to the ground on my butt.

Ouch.

He bursted into laughter and I couldn't help but groan in annoyance at the pain...and at him.

"Stop laughing!" I ordered but that just increased the laughter and I sneered at him.

In cliché movies, usually the girl hits the wall with her back but in my case, it different! And painful!

"I'm.... I'm.... I'm s-s-sooooo HAHAHA...." He tried to speak but the laughter got the worse of him.

"Are you done?" I folded my arms on the floor I sat on.

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