King Of My Heart

Chapter 2 : Does he Meant It ? Part. 2

I put my team in position, now they making' a killin' 

The songs... Torres and the gang.

"Where are you gonna sit Torres?" David deep voices humming to Torres that stood arrogantly on the middle of the class.

"Of course, beside the girl that shoved me earlier," He said, plopped to the chair beside me and ogled at me. "Do you miss me girl?”

"Meh," Three of us replied and shook her head.

"Girls, you may said like that but I knew, one of you love me," He said and blinked his eyes at us.

How he talked actually provoking my curiosity like how'd he knew? But I realized, rumor spreading faster than oxygen in here.

"Stop flirting, your godfather is outside the class now," Betty said and all of us laugh.

He sighed and shook his head.

Yeah, economy class was the only class he could shut his mouth and obey all the rules.

My heart racing on the whole period. I love everything about him. I love him physically, how he look at people, how he keep his face straight, how he close his eyes and fall asleep for five minutes, how he smiles and every single things of him.

But the time was flying and the period ends. I sluggishly slung my bag on my shoulder again and forced my head to look straight.

I reached my locker and put some notebooks inside. I predicted a giant figure stood behind me. I stayed there for five minutes.

"Come on, how long you gonna stay there?" Matt voices entering my eardrums.

My hands tossed the locker, closed it sharply and turned around 180 degrees from my place.

I didn't realize students were crowding around us, mumbling and imagining what would gonna happen. They never tired of these kinds of amusement.

"What do you want?" I asked, my eyes glaring at him but inside, my heart beating faster and faster.

"I want to talk to you," he said.

"I-i have no time," I stuttered and sprinted out to where my chauffeur stood.

He was following me, like that was really important things.

"He keep following you ma'am. Maybe it's better to talk to him," My chauffeur said. His tone was stern but his eyes was afraid. "My phone is on if you need me."

I keep walking, behind him. Matt come and grabbed my wrist. "Please, I want to talk to you," He pleaded.

"What again? Today is enough," I barked and shook my head. But deep inside my heart was always different from what’s coming out from my mouth.

"Please..." He pleaded; he got his puppy eyes that never fail to manipulate me.

I meant I wanted too. I wanted to stay there, talking with him, enjoying the light breeze on the forest while watching group of birds, chirping.

But half of my heart said no. Today was the first day of me being a center of attention like Cara Moore, my name mentioned in every gossip. I meant, being popular wasn't as fun as I thought before.

My savior, my phone was buzzing.

"Well, it's my dad. Sorry I must go home now," I mumbled. He loosely released my hand from his grip and I ran to my car, which has waiting for me.

I entered my car still with confusion. My heart racing and I kept asking myself why I did this, again and again. I closed my car door heavily, he was still standing there, watching me with disappointment but trying to respect my choice.

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Matt P.O.V

I watched her as she got inside the car, leaving me standing here alone with my complicated feelings. In few seconds, her car left the parking lot.

Why she couldn't believe that I really meant it?

Why she couldn't trust me?

Because I was a bad boy? Well, that was unacceptable answer.

But, I LOVE HER.

"What are you doing dude," Royce smacked my shoulder softly and slung his hands on my neck.

I shook my head with fake smile drew on my face. I pulled the door of my Ferrari and plopped to the seat.

"Why so fast dude ?" Royce asked again, to he stood still beside my car.

I rarely went home on time, but for this time, I thought going home was the best choice. "I have something to talk to my dad, about college thingy," I lied and closed the door of my red Ferrari.

I started to drove, above speed limit. I was overwhelmed by stress. I couldn't think clearly. Until my sight started to blurry, I forced my right feet stepped on the brake and my car stopped, beside the road.

Luckily, there were no cops following me and no vehicles harmed by me. I grabbed my mineral water and drank it, to refresh my screwed minds.

That was disappointing, no girl dare to do that to me. They were hypnotized by everything I got. But my love, my crush acted differently. Which was unique, and made me love her more.

I respected her choice this time. I knew the attention and everything was new to her. She didn't get used to this.

I started to drive again.

How I could forgot about her if I pass her house every day. Not everyone knew she was Zack Miller daughter or else, they boys would've tried so hard to chase her.

I pulled off on the basement of my dad mansion and slung my bag on my shoulder. I paced to the elevator and found him stood in front of it when the door sprung open.

"Hi dad," I greeted with big smiles on my face. I missed him so much. I embraced him gently and we stood side to side.

"There is a party tonight on The Miller. Do you wanna come?"