What are we?...

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"Sorry, I just can't contain myself, especially seeing you with this" He brushed his fingers on my chest. It felt like electricity in me... his soft fingers on my chest... his touch was something I was too weak with...
I push him off of me and give him a little peck on the lips.

"Come on let's go outside" I grab his hand and guide him outside.

"I-is that you dad?" He stutter. I can sense him pretty nervous , and i giggle putting my hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, he's cool don't worry" I have him a confident smile and it seems like he kinda calmed down.

"Dad, this is Ondreaz, Ondreaz, this is my dad, Chris" My dad gives him a little glare but Ondreaz stayed calm.

"Nice to meet you Ondreaz" my dad still has the same expression.

"Nice to meet you Mr Grande" Ondreaz cleared his throat, even more nervous.

"Feel welcome" My dad then smiled and patted his back.

"Thank you" Ondreaz smiled. I wrap my arm with his arm and sit down with his under the big tree.

"You have a nice home" he looked around amazed.

Thank you!" I smile. I rest my head on his shoulder and looked down at my feet.

"Ondreaz" I said in a soft voice.

"Yes?" He kissed the top of my forehead, which made my stomach feel funny.

"What are we? Like we have been kissing and acting like a couple... but we're not.. and we've been hiding it... are you embarrassed of me or something?" I look up at him and he stiffens at the questions.

"Bella- no- it's just that-" Ondreaz barely speaks.

"What?" I say concerned barely understanding him.

"C-can I g- go to the bathroom?" He stutters looking anywhere but me.

"Upstairs in the hall in your left" I coldly say to him, I walk away annoyed and I go back to the girls.

Ondreaz Pov:
I rush to the bathroom and lock it behind me, looking at myself in the mirror... I'm such a dumbass why did I never think this thru. I can't tell no one that I have strong feelings for Bella, I'll loose the bet... but I don't want to hurt her.. she doesn't deserve it... but maybe she will fall for Tony or someone else, I'm to scared to loose her... I just want her close to me..

Fuck.

What should I say to her.. that we should keep it a secret for awhile to have some alone time....

That'll work.

Bella's Pov:
"What happened? " Avani pulled her glasses up looking at me.

"N-nothing, just Ondreaz went to the bathroom t-that's all" I say with my weak and shaky voice.

"Are you sure, you don't sound great..." Charli asked concerned.

"No girls, I'm fine" I put on a fake smile, but the obviously notice.

I see Ondreaz in the door not sure about coming outside again. He notices my gaze and finally decided to come out.

"Hey girls.. can I steal Bella for a second?" He rubbed his hands together nervously. I look at the floor and back at him, I decided to speak to him since he had some explaining to do..
We go inside and I guide him in my room.

"I totally get it Ondreaz don't worry" I sit in my chair.

"You do?" He sat down on my bed

"You don't want anyone to see you with Bella Grande, because you got your fuckboy reputation to take care of" I snap back at him.

"No no Bella.. I really do have feeling for you" he gulped "but I think we should make it secret for a bit to have some alone time for us.." he pointed out...

"See ! You just don't want no one to see you with me!" I get up and laugh sarcastically

"Bella please that's not what I me-"

"You fucked everything up! Get the fuck out! I'm not dealing with your bullshit" I point to the door for him to leave me alone.

"Bella that's not what I meant,I meant-" I cut him off again.

"I said get out! Leave now!" I shout.

"Not until you hear me out!" He shouted back at me. I turn around not wanting to see him. Suddenly he grabbed my arm and connected our lips. I was too mad to even enjoy the kiss so I push him with all my strength

"I said get out!" I yell at him. He looks at me with no expression but then gives me a hurt look.

"You should be grateful that I even gave you a chance " I look at him up and down and close the door has soon as he leaves the room.

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