BAD BOY IN LOVE - CHAPTER 11&12
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Delilah looked at Aaron, her eyes red and swollen from crying. Sniffing audibly, she walked closer to him. “Can you lend me your chest again? I just need some comfort,” she said, her voice trembling. Without waiting for his reply, she gently rested her head on his chest, seeking solace in his embrace.
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Aaron stared at her in confusion and quickly broke the hug. “Who told you to hug me anytime you’re feeling down?” he asked with a cold expression, making Delilah move back quietly.
“I’m… emm… sorry,” Delilah stammered.
“No need to be sorry. It’s already morning. You can find your way home now,” Aaron said.
“Ohhh… that… actually, I’m your neighbor,” Delilah said, making Aaron confused. “Thanks for yesterday,” Delilah said and ran out of the room, forgetting to pull on her slippers.
Aaron watched her, amazed, wondering if she truly meant what she just said about being his neighbor.”neighbor”He recalled before going to dress up in his room.
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Delilah displayed some madness through the weekend, thinking of a way to overcome her phobia. She would turn off the lights to see if she could truly overcome it, but all was fruitless. She couldn’t spend a minute in the dark.
There It’s Monday, and she made sure to dress up like a doll. She styled her hair in a way that would make any man lose his breath.
She wore a stunning black leather gown that hugged her curves and showed off her figure.
She had made up her mind to forgive Raven if she apologized today. She couldn’t afford to lose her as a friend.
She drove into the school and parked her car roughly in the parking lot.
As she stepped out of the car, all eyes nearby fell on her. People began to murmur among themselves, but Delilah played it cool.
She closed her car door and turned around, only to bump into a lady who was as cute and young as her. The only difference was that the girl wasn’t dressed as stylishly as Delilah. If only she dressed as hot as Delilah, they could have been mistaken for sisters.
Delilah stared at her for a second, wondering what she was doing right behind her.
“Hi,” the girl waved while smiling. “My name is Lina. I’m going to the Management department. Do you know how to get there? Can you show me the way?” she asked.
Delilah stared at her, and it reminded her of the day she met Raven. This is exactly how Raven welcomed her, with a warm smile. Delilah released a breath before opening her mouth to speak. “Actually, I’m not sure how to describe it, but I’m also going to the Management department. Do you want to follow me?” Delilah said, without waiting for her to answer. She turned back and started walking away.
Lina stared at Delilah, amazed at how God could create such a wonderful soul with a bright heart. She had been asking some students for directions, but none of them answered her because of her different dressing style. Lina smiled and quickly ran towards Delilah.
When they entered the classroom, it was already full of students, and the lecturer was already seated. All eyes fell on them, including the male lecturer.
“Delilah, why are you just coming now?” the lecturer asked.
“Um,” Delilah said, not knowing what to say.
“I’m sure she’s still recovering from what happened to her on Friday night. I mean, she almost died,” Raven said from where she sat.
Delilah looked up and saw that the statement was from Raven. She nearly wanted to fall. She had hoped that by now Raven would have regretted what she did, but no, it seemed like she was becoming her enemy. Delilah gathered herself and looked up, even though her face was filled with tears, she still put on a weary smile. “Sir, actually, I wanted to keep this a secret, but I don’t think I can. I went to visit my dad’s friends, who happen to be the owners of this school. You know, our families are so close, and they wanted me to spend the weekend at their house.” Delilah said, snatching a gasp from all the students.
“Oh! Are you close with the Sweetwater family?” the lecturer asked, and Delilah nodded proudly.
“Yeah, I’m close. I attended the same school as Aria, their eldest child,” Delilah replied with confidence.
“Okay, that’s good. Find a seat for yourself,” the lecturer instructed, facing the other students.
Delilah looked around and saw that all the seats were taken, except for one in the front. She had a strange aversion to sitting in the front row.
“Are you still looking for a seat? You can sit on my lap,” someone in the front row said, and Delilah turned her attention towards the voice, only to find Jace glaring at her.
How on earth were they in the same department?
“You don’t have to crack jokes like that in my class,” the lecturer scolded Jace.
Delilah shot Jace a dirty look before finding a seat for herself. As she sat down, she noticed that the person next to her looked familiar. She furrowed her brow, trying to make sense of what was happening. Was the universe conspiring to make her uncomfortable for the next three years? How could she end up in the same class as her two enemies?
Shaking her head, she pulled out her book and tried to focus.
After a few hours, the lecturer finished his boring class and made a final statement, “Don’t forget the assignment I gave you. I will send the list to your class representative, who will assign you to groups.” He clarified his words before leaving.
As soon as the lecturer left, Delilah stood up, slung her bag over her shoulder, and turned to leave. But someone’s hand stopped her.
“Hi, can we be friends?” Lina asked, but Delilah only glared at her with hatred before pulling her hand away.
She had made up her mind not to make friends with anyone again. Raven had shown her the true meaning of friendship.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be friends with you,” Delilah said and stormed out of the class, with Lina running after her.
“Please, just keep me by your side,” Lina pleaded as they stepped outside together.
“I already told you, I’m not interested in being anyone’s friend,” Delilah replied, making her stance clear. She opened the car door, ready to get in, when a loud voice caught her attention.
She turned around to see Raven and Haley standing there, smiling mischievously. Delilah wanted to ignore them, but she didn’t want it to seem like she was running away, so she decided to wait.
“Is this your new friend?” Raven asked, folding her arms across her chest as she walked closer to Delilah.
Delilah shot a glare at Lina, understanding what Raven was implying. Lina had a tough and dirty appearance, but her face was still clean and pretty.
“Why? Do you think I can’t be friends with her?” Delilah asked with a smile.
“I mean, she looks a bit rough. Well, she’s the only one who can handle your proud behavior,” Raven remarked.
Delilah nodded slightly, contemplating what Raven meant by her pride. But it didn’t matter. If Raven labeled her as proud, then she would show her just how proud she could be.
“Yeah, I am proud, and I make friends with those who can accept my pride. If you don’t like that, well, find your nearest transformer to hug,” Delilah retorted and turned to leave, but Harley stopped her.
“Did you really think that making this girl your friend would solve anything? Should I remind you of something? You’ll always be that scared fool who’s afraid of the dark,” Harley sneered.
“So what if I made her my friend? Don’t you think her face is cleaner than your future? Besides, this school isn’t a scholarship program, so her presence here means she paid the same amount as you did. Get it? If you don’t, you can always visit the counselor for some therapy,” Delilah fired back, entering her car and driving away in an instant.
“She’s crazy,” Raven remarked.
“It suits you well,” Lina replied, running away immediately.
“Birds of a feather,” Harley muttered, glaring at Lina.
“Let’s go,” Raven gestured to Harley.
Throughout the entire drive, Delilah couldn’t get Raven out of her mind, wondering where things went wrong. She had chosen Raven to be her best friend, but it turned out that Raven was her worst enemy.
When she gets home, she finds Harper waiting for her with her luggage outside.
“Hay, Lilah!” Harper exclaims, running towards Delilah and engulfing her in a tight hug.
Delilah returns the hug and gently rubs her hair, just like a baby.
“I told you to come in the evening,” Delilah scolds, and Harper pouts her lips.
“It’s almost 3 pm, so where’s the evening again?” Harper asks, and Delilah chuckles.
“Let’s go inside,” Delilah suggests, and they both walk in together.
Delilah opens the door, and Harper excitedly jumps onto the couch, immediately flopping down. “Ohh, I’m tired,” Harper sighs.
“I’ll be right back, let me change my clothes,” Delilah says, entering the room and helping Harper with her luggage too.
It took her a few minutes before she emerged wearing a cute bra top and a pink bum short.
She walked into the living room and found a seat for herself, grabbing the remote control.
“Ooh, sister, you look so hot,” Harper complimented.
“Is that another way of begging me to give you the outfit?” Delilah smirked, and Harper smiled.
“Sis, what about your friend that you told me about?” Harper asked, not noticing Delilah’s expression.
Delilah smiled dryly and was about to respond, but her phone vibrated, interrupting her. She checked the messages and it turned out to be a group message.
The group was for an assignment given by their lecturer. Each member had to choose a date and spend the week together, going on various hangouts. They would then share how the date went in the following weeks.
Delilah checked her group, which was the 10th group. Some of the group members were already chatting. Delilah read their conversation and it made her smile a lot. They were talking about how their dates will went and the probability of ending up falling in love with their partners. It was quite heartwarming.
Harper couldn’t help but jump on Delilah and snatch her phone from her. “What are you reading?” Harper asked, going through the chat.
“Wow, so you guys are going on a date. Let me check your partner,” Harper said, scrolling through the list. “Ohhh, Delilah Morgan and Jace Hunter,” Harper read, gasping. “Wait!! Jace Hunter? Jace Hunter!!! The member of A^J band,” Harper exclaimed loudly.
“Did you know him?” Delilah asked, taking her phone back from Harper.
“Yes, I know them. Jace,Axel and Asher, I love them all. They’re my celebrities,” Harper said dreamily, and Delilah scoffed.
“Celebrities, my foot,” Delilah said, rolling her eyes. She started reading the messages, but a knock on the door distracted her.
“Who is that?” Harper said, standing up. She walked to the door and found Aaron standing there. “Aaron!” she called out, surprised.
“Harper,” Aaron replied, not expecting to see her there.
“Who is it?” Delilah asked, standing up and walking towards the door. “Aaron,” she called out.
“Sis, you know each other?” Harper asked, raising an eyebrow, and Delilah smiled awkwardly.
Aaron swallowed hard when he set his eyes on Delilah’s body. Her skin was silky, and she looked so segzy and hot in her simple dress that it nearly blinded his view. He quickly stretched out the slippers he had brought for her, ready to run away at any moment. “Here, I brought your slippers. You forgot them at my place,” Aaron said, trying to regain his composure.
“Ohh, thank you,” Delilah said, collecting the slippers from Aaron. And he left instantly.
Harper gave Delilah a questioning look, as if expecting an explanation.
“It’s not what you’re thinking,” Delilah said nervously.
“What do you think I’m thinking?” Harper asked, moving closer to Delilah.
“I mean… everything. Every single thing that you’re thinking,” Delilah replied.
“Are you dating Aaron?” Harper asked, shocking Delilah.
“Dating? Aaron? Why would you think I’m dating him? And how do you know him?” Delilah questioned.
“Why wouldn’t I know him? He’s the one my family wants me to marry,” Harper explained, and Delilah widened her eyes.
“Marry?” Delilah recalled, and Harper nodded.
“So, tell me, what is he doing here?” Harper asked calmly.
Delilah wanted to explain, but her phone rang, interrupting her. Even though she h@??d the caller, she would rather pick up the call than answer Harper’s questions.
“I have to take this call,” she said, quickly running to her room and slamming the door shut.
She checked the caller ID again, and her mind told her to curse him, but she swallowed her anger and picked up the call.
“Hi, pretty,” Jace said from the other line.
“Hello, ugly,” Delilah replied.
“Can we meet right now? I have somewhere to take you,” Jace said.
“Meet? Who are you to meet me?” Delilah asked furiously.
“Because I’m your date for one week,” Jace replied, smiling loudly.
Delilah couldn’t help but feel a mix of anger and confusion at Jace’s words. She took a moment to collect her thoughts before responding.
“So? Did you think you can act friendly toward me after embarrassing me?’
“But Delilah, I have been begging for your forgiveness since Friday night. Why are you bringing up the matter again? I said I’m sorry. Did you know you’re the girl I would first apologize too?” Jace asked
“So? Should I start laughing? I’ll forgive you if you’re ready to apologize in public.'”Delilah responded.
Jace hesitated for a moment before responding. “Okay, I’ll do it. But not right now. Get ready and meet me. It’s important.”
“Why now? What’s the rush?”Delilah questioned his urgency.
Jace’s voice turned stern as he thr_@tened her. “The instructions said the date starts tonight. If you refuse to come, I’ll have to report you.”
Delilah’s eyes widened in surprise. She didn’t expect Jace to resort to such tactics. She took a deep breath, trying to keep her composure.
“Fine. I’ll meet you, but only because I want this drama to end. Let’s meet at the park in 30 minutes. Don’t make me regret this,” Delilah replied, her voice filled with determination.
With that, they ended the call.
Delilah’s frustration grew as she threw her phone onto the bed, but her curiosity got the better of her when she heard a beep indicating a new message. With a quick grab, she retrieved her phone and unlocked it to see an unknown number had messaged her.
Her heart skipped a beat as she read the message. “Get ready for our date tonight, the lecturer linked me and you.” Delilah’s confusion deepened. How many people were they trying to set her up with now?
Unable to contain her curiosity, she clicked on the profile of the person who had messaged her. What she saw left her completely shocked.
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