Please Don't Touch

5. Confession Is Good For The Soul

Theodore's POV

I wake up to find Quensilla all wrapped up in her sheets. There was this loud knocking at the door and she didn't look like she was about to get up to check it being deep in slumber and all.

Grumpily, I climb out of bed and yank the dorm room open to find that imbecile who was talking to my girl.

"Hello." He greets and I raise an eyebrow to which he crosses his arms.

"I'm sure you know I'm not here to see you."He states and I send him a fake smile.

"Back away Salty."

"Salty?"

"Cause your name is Ocean."

"Oo, I see what you did there."

"Right... Anyway, Silla's asleep. Come back never. Good day." I move to slam the door but he pushes it slightly.

"Can you tell her to meet me at the coffee shop?"

"Sure will." Not.

I roll my eyes as he leaves and turns to find Silla rubbing her eyes adorably.

"Mm, who was that?" She murmurs sleepily the sheets draping helplessly across her barely clothed chest.

"No one special."

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tomorrow, why do we even have to attend an actual class?

the wall and watch as Silla sits on her bed, writing some mumbo jumbo, completely ignoring

I sigh and walk over to her, throwing

lets out.

her

kisses onto her face and she sputters with rage, pushing me off her and straddling me. She places

you think you are but don't you ever put your revolting pig lips on me again okay? Like what in the

you stay in this position and call me daddy." I wink and she blushes swiftly

away from me." She nearly yells slipping on her shoes

Welp. That went

Quensilla's POV

so

all quiet and by themselves then they're all

Disgusting.

That's what he is.

the haunting memory, I Sit on one of the benches and stare at the happy

a sunny day too.

just love to pop their bubble.

catch sight of light brown hair. I find my mood lighten as Ocean stands in front of me.

"Ocean!"

and it doesn't feel right coming from him....it

I stand and he pulls

is it with

"How ya doing?" he asks grinning

"I'm pretty okay."

pretty, that's one thing." He mutters softly playing with a lock of

"Thanks."

get my message?" I furrow my

message?"

to come to see me at the coffee shop."

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