Love and Lust

Chapter 3

Days passed, Hunter wasn't disturbing me anymore. But we always ran into each other once in a while, and we always just stared each other for seconds then we walked away from each other. Weeks passed, and I didn't know why I missed bickering with him.

One day at the cafeteria, during lunch time, Wilma, Nath, and I sat on our usual spot, the two of them seated across me. We were just talking about the up-coming prom, when I noticed Hunter with his football buddies across our table at a distance. I could clearly see him with yet another girl on his lap. I frowned when they started making out and shook my head. Nath and Wilma noticed me, so they turned to see what I was looking. They laughed, and looked at me.

"Why are you staring at him, S?" Wilma asked while smiling.

"You like him, don't you?" Nath added.

I looked at them both, they were both smirking at me. "I don't like him! He's so disgusting! He's a perv!" I said. Then I looked back to Hunter who were still making out with the girl. Suddenly, the girl broke off the kiss and stood up. Hunter looked on our direction and caught my eyes. I looked away, but I knew he saw me looking at him.

Nathalie sighed, "Tell me, S. How does it feel to be kissed by the s*x God?" she asked. Wilma moved forward. They were really interested to know.

I cleared my throat. "Uhm, well... I, uh, really don't know 'cause I was mad at him when I kissed him." I lied.

They both looked at me like they were judging my statement. So I interrupted they're scheming looks and asked, "Why is he like that? Doesn't he had any real, serious relationships before?"

They both looked at each other. They knew something, I thought. Nathalie speak up, "Railey said that he became like that because he wasn't getting any attention from his family. So I think, he seek lust to avoid the feeling of... you know, being unloved." she said.

I looked over at Hunter again, and he was still gazing at me. His eyes focused on me. Then the bell rang, so we stood up, and went back to our classroom.

During the entire afternoon class, I just kept thinking about what Nath said. Then I thought, deep inside, he was lonely. He made lust an excuse to his lonliness. But why lust? He could have just find love from others if he can't get love from his family. He could have just loved all the girls she met, and not just f**k them and leave them. Then suddenly, I realized that I was concern about him. It's like I wanted him to find love, 'cause everyone deserves to have one. But still, I didn't get why he kept on sleeping with girls instead of loving them.

The class ended. I walked through the door, said goodbye to Nath and Wilma, and about to turn on my left, looking down on my steps, when someone blocked me. I looked up and saw Hunter in front of me, just inches away from me. I tensed. I was just thinking about him, and now he's in front of me!

I cleared my throat, "You..." I said.

"You're blocking my way, Hunter. Move." I demanded, acting tough in front of him. But in the inside, I was shivering, and my heart was pounding.

He gave me a wide grin on his face, "Why were you staring at me at the cafeteria?" he said, while he crossed his arms.

I blushed. I looked away, "I-I wasn't staring at you..." I said, then looked back at him, "I was just scanning the whole cafeteria and saw you there... kissing someone." I finished.

"I bet you wanted me to kiss you instead of her." he smirked.

My mouth popped open, "Oh, please!" I shouted at him and looked at him disgustingly. Why does he have to act like such a pervert!

I turned my back at him and was about to walk away but he grabbed my hands, and turned me to face him, "S!" he said.

I was shocked, so I stood still and looked at him. He was still holding my hands while he said, "Here's a deal. Go out with me right now. Just for today, S. I promise, I won't bother you again." He sighed, then he continued, "I-I just wanted you to show the real me..." he said.

He became interested with me again. He stopped teasing me for weeks, then one day, he shows up and asked me to go out with him. He's really hard to read.

"Please, S." he begged. I looked at his eyes, and I could see that he was sincere on what he just said.

I pulled my hands away from his, and looked down, "Fine! Just this once." I said. I decided to go out with him so that I could understand him as well.

We went to the football field, and he led me to the topmost benches and sat there. He looked at me and smiled, "So... what do you want to know about me?" he asked.

I looked back at him and said, "Everything."

He chuckled. It was the first time I heard his chuckle. It was so good to hear. "So, now you're interested in me." he smirked.

"But you're interested in me first," I smirked back.

For the first time, in months, we had a good conversation. So, I told him my whole story. He told me his.

I learned that he really do have a painful past. Her mom cheated on his dad that's why he hated girls. The hard thing was, he was the one who caught his mom cheating at their own house. After then, their family was torn apart. It was only him in their house. He has a sister who's not living with him. His dad died because of depression. He was blaming his mom for it. He promised himself that he will never ever forgive his mom for what she did.

I patted his arms, then he looked at me. His black hair was shuffled by the wind, I could see his blue eyes, full of pain. "I'm sorry about your dad." I said.

Reluctantly, he smiled, "It's all good. I'm just really a guy with a bad fate." he said.

"Don't say that. I think you're just a guy in need of love." I said. Then he gazed at my eyes.

I cleared my throat, "It's getting late. We should go now." I said.

"Wait!" he said. Then, he held my hands, "Don't I deserve to know your real name?" he asked.

I smiled at him, "Savannah" I said.

"Your full name, please?" he raised an eyebrow.

I laughed and said, "Savannah Hastings."

He shook my hand, the one he was holding, and said, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ms. Savannah Hastings." then he kissed my hand.

I blushed, then put away my hands, "You too, Mr. Hunter Anderson." I said, smiling at him.

He drove me home, and parked his car in front of our apartment building. The lights were already lit in our unit. I decided to stay with him for a while and have some more chat.

I asked him, "Why do you f**k girls so much instead of loving them?"

He looked surprised. Then he sighed, "Because I never felt being loved. I used it to feel something, plus, I liked the pleasure of having s*x but, at the end of the day, the cold feeling just keep on coming back." he said.

"But, haven't you felt any love on the girls you slept with?" I asked.

He chuckled. "No, not at all. I don't know why. Maybe because I never felt anything but pain." he said. "But things changed. After you kissed me, and walked away that day, I felt something. I don't know what it is, but it's different. It's a good feeling." He added.

He turned to me, held my hands again, his eyes locked through mine, "I liked what I felt back then that's why I always mocked you. I wanted to be close to you. Plus, you're the first girl who intimidate me so much" he said.

I just stared at him, and didn't know what to do. Then he got out of the car, opened my door, and offered his hand. I held his hand and got out of his car too. He escorted me through the entrance of our building.

"I had a great day, S. I hope you will still talk to me at shool on monday." he said.

I smiled at him, "We'll see" I said.

I walked through our apartment, walked in, my sister's already there, and she said, "You're late!"

"I was just downstairs talking with my friend." I said.

I changed to my night clothes and lied down to my bed right away. I thought about him, and I realized his just a guy in pain. Being a s*x God was just a show to hide his pain. It was his divergence.

A thought came in to me. Why did he stopped bothering me for weeks? I am so going to ask him on monday, I decided. That night, I started to like him.