My Bad Guy

11. Dream On.

Sophia's POV.

"Why do you have my clothes?"

Clothes....these are his clothes. 

I looked at clothes and then looked at him. He started to walk towards me, carrying an angry expression on his face.

Oh my my, why I feel like I am seeing an avalanche coming at rapid speed?

"Ummm...well, are you sure, these are yours?" I said pointing a figure at his current attire and then at the piles of the clothes in my hands. 

The clothes he was wearing were very.....very interesting. A crop top and extra tight jeans. He looked extremely funny and feminine.

I tried to control my laugh as much as possible. Still, a bit, just a bit of laugh had escaped through from my mouth. 

He glared at me as if I made him looked like this. And for me, anticipating his next move is like solving the equations of quantum mechanics. 

Anyways, I am gonna enjoy this scene.

"Those....are mine." He pointed at my hands. I looked down at my hands. Oops.

"Did you entered the boy's locker room to steal my clothes?" 

"Why would I steal your clothes?" 

"I don't know, but right now they are in your hands." 

I blinked few times to understand the whole scene. His clothes were stolen and now they were in my hands. 

How did I get them?

*Flashbacks*

Returning from the library, I was confused and red. Not the shy red but the angered red. 

"How could that jerk do this to me? First, he kissed me, and second, ordered me to keep my mouth shut? What is he? Or better what he thinks of himself? He not the Dean of the college, neither any Professor nor my dad. How dare he ordered me?"

I don't like when the judges in the movies say, order- order, and here he is ordering. 

"I wish he gets his head hit." 

I was walking towards the girl's locker when three girls came from nowhere and continued there walking with me. I ignore them and went towards my locker.

I kept my books in the locker and when I was about to move, a hand rested on my shoulder. 

"Yes?"

"Will you keep them with you for now, please?"  The first girl said with a smile on her face. I looked at the hands which were covered with men's cloth.

But she said with such a smile, I just couldn't deny her. "OK," I said and immediately she gave me the clothes. 

"If we or any one of us didn't return to you after ten minutes and then go to the boy's locker room. We will be there."

I wanted to ask her that what she would be doing in the boy's locker room, but she went out with the other three girls.

I waited for them for ten minutes, but they didn't come back. I started to walk towards the boy's locker room. 

As soon as I reached the boy's locker room, I saw Rick standing in his small, sexy, and tight-to-butt clothes. 

*End of flashbacks.*

"Three girls gave me these clothes." I explained to him.

"And who were they?"

Fuck. I don't know their name.

"I don't know. They all looked decent and said that,.....NO, they requested me to have these clothes." 

After finishing the sentence, I felt proud of myself. I smiled at him and then forwarded my hands towards him. I tried to signal him with my eyes to have his clothes. 

He holds my hands and pulled me towards him. I was shocked at the moment but then relaxed knowing that he won't harm me. Won't he?

"You wanted to see me naked?"

Whattt????????

How does the conversation lead to this result? I blinked at him thinking if I had heard right. He narrowed his eyes and ran his thumb on my lips.

"Ri..Rick?" 

No words came out of my mouth even if I wanted to give him a full speech that I don't wish to see him naked.

"Shhh...Professor. Don't you remember? You have to call me Professor."

Well, it should be creepy  Professor then. 

He stroked my chin, cheeks and then his thumb again rested on my lips, talking with them in his own ways. I felt like I was hypnotized again. His eyes were the most attractive feature in his whole body for me. 

Deep, dark, intense. Dark like night. I wanted to lose myself then and there but I was in the boy's locker room. If someone got to know about it, then I would get in trouble.

"Ri...Professor, I..need t-to goo." I gasped when his hands went on my waist and grabbed it in force. He leaned towards me. I felt his breath on my neck and then suddenly, I was pushed.

Stumbling, I lost my balance and fell to the floor. I looked up to him and found him staring at me gravely. I wanted to ask him the reason. 

Why he pushed me so hard that I fell on the floor? I wanted to scream at him. But the next moment, he bent, picked up his clothes, and went inside in one of the bathrooms.

Tears started to fell from my eyes. I couldn't understand why he did that to me. I got up quickly and moved out. 

Outside, I saw those three girls who gave me the clothes. I ignored them walked but one of them clamped my hand. This was the same girl, who had given me the clothes. I looked at her and she smirked.

I got confused by her behavior and others girls laughed.

"Aww, just look at our poor little girl. She was crying. Did he pushed you so hard?"

Her behavior, which I thought was decent a few minutes ago, had changed completely. Her smile doesn't look genuine. And the other girls had the same attitude as well.

"You...you did that on purpose. You knew it was Rick's clothes. Why you did this with me?"

"Shut up b***h. And he is your senior and me too. So better show some respect. And yes, I knew it was his clothes. So what? Didn't you have taken advantage of his name earlier in order to submit your assignment? And not just assignment, you even said that Rick is your boyfriend, that too in front of your HOD."

I heard her and at that time, I wanted to slap and punch her. I had taken training in martial arts. Beating them and teaching them a little lesson would be like making pancakes. 

Very easy.

I gritted my teeth and said, "What was your motive?"

She raised her eyebrows at my direct question. "Oh! you are really wanna know? I did this because he is MY BOYFRIEND. SO STAY THE f**k AWAY FROM HIM."

"As for as I know, he is single and no one knows you as his girlfriend." I snapped at her. She wants me to stay away from him. Huh? Dream on b***h.

She came close to me and said, "I have been with him for two years. So you better don't f**k with us."

I smirked at her statement and the next thing I said was enough to make her crazy as hell.

"If he is really with you, then make sure your boyfriend is into you. But from where I am standing, I can't see him into you. It's like you are invisible for him."

After this, I knew I got her totally. She stepped forward and raised her hand to slap me, we heard an aggressive voice like thunder.

"What is going on here?"