Tangled Love

CHAPTER 10

Once I'm satisfied we aren't going to be seen, I spin around, forgetting that I was badly beaten this morning.

My hand immediately presses against my stomach in an attempt to decrease the pain. Jake's eyes darken and he takes a step forward towards me. His hand reaches out, landing on my waist where he holds me cautiously.

"What's wrong?" He questions, his voice a low rumble. I grit my teeth, blinking back tears. Even through the pain, my body flares up in heat from his touch. I silently curse myself for reacting to his simple action. I look up at him, masking over the pain in my eyes.

"Girl stuff," I shrug off, leaning against the wall casually. I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from crying out in pain. Jake searches my face silently and I know

instantly he doesn't believe me. He shakes his head, dark hair falling over into his eyes. I focus on the wall behind him so that I wouldn't stare.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" I ask him, a blush creeping up my cheeks. I can feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach with nerves. Is this when Jake confronts me over yesterday?

"I want to apologise."

My head snaps back so I'm looking directly at him, at his eyes. I swear, my mouth actually drops open in shock a little.

the shock evident in my voice. He doesn't reply but instead nods

Big Bad Jake apologise?"

the corner of his lips twitching up. Huh, he's cute when he smiles.

not what people call me. That

my hands. Jake glances at me from under his thick dark lashes, blue eyes searching mine. I feel my stomach somersault, my heart beginning to pick up pace. I drop my gaze to the floor and clear my throat, angry at myself for reacting to him the way I do. I can't help it, the boy is beautiful despite being

"I want to apologise for yesterday. I wasn't watching where I

blink in surprise, glancing up at him. He sighs in defeat before

smoke in your

hand is permanently

to sit

remembering how Jake noticed the fear in my eyes yesterday. Why is he acting so apologetic?

Jake care about what other people think of him?

giving him another smile. If we don't end the conversation soon, I'm scared I'll end up passing out

thing because that's simply disgusting. Do you know second hand smoke is just as dangerous as

face. Humour flashes through his eyes and he smirks, his eyes dropping to the floor. I look at the floor sheepishly but realise I've made a

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