Chapter 33

“I’m heading out.” I snapped my head up and saw Uno reaching for the main door. It was Monday morning and I didn’t have classes till 10 am. Uno, however had his first lecture in another hour. He’s back to being awkward again after our conversation last night and here I am trying my best to initiate any sort of conversation with him but he would hardly respond. He just shrugged his shoulders and continued to open the door. I rolled my eyes. Hear we go again with his drama. “What’s your problem, Uno?” I hissed as his hand stilled at the door knob, his back facing me. He was wearing a navy blue long sleeved shirt and a pair of black jeans. He looked so damn edible. “What do you mean?” he asked, turning around letting his eyes settled on me on the couch. “If we’re going to live together, you have to act normal and stop being a bitch!” I half yelled at him. “I’m being normal.” He muttered, frowning down at me. I stood up and his face was blank. I am used to being gawked at by men, to the point that it becomes annoying, but now it wasn’t happening, I was actually getting pissed. Though I was wearing a skirt, a tad shorter than permitted, exposing my legs and a button down blouse that could barely close around my supple breasts, which was I had two buttons unbuttoned, showing enough cleavage to attract his eyes, while still keeping it classy but he just gave me a blank expression. “Oh really? This is how you are normally? For your information, the normal is that you smile and greet me, and that you will talk to me more than one damn syllable!” I yelled and took a step forward, towards him. And that’s when he exploded. “No Ashley! This is how I fucking am! I was always this shy, a quiet antisocial nerd but you came in and fuck everything up! I am not myself when I’m around you. You bring out a side in me that I don’t like! It’s like I have no control of what I’m doing! Fucking hell, I made you come the other day with just my mouth and finger! The normal wouldn’t have done that!” he shouted with rage. I fell back on the couch, appalled. To say I was shocked at his outburst would be an understatement. “Uno---“ His eyes glowered angrily as he interrupted me. “No! I don’t want to hear it!” I kept quiet and looked down on the floor, his words ringing in my ears. It was silent for a few minutes but damn did it feel like hours. I knew that he intended to intimidate me by raising his voice at me, yet I couldn’t help myself from getting turned on. “But I want you, Ashley.” My eyes widened at his not so shy words. “What?” I hopelessly mumbled, still not believing my ears. “I want you so fucking bad! It hurts to be around you, talk to you, look at your smile or even your laugh.” He looked so conflicted. My cheeks tinted with pink. “There is no need—“ I began, but he interrupted me again. “Not talking to you is the only way I can avoid it.” he whispered. Not talking to me was the way he was dealing with his attraction to me? What kind of fucked up shit was that? “You have me Uno. Say it and I’ll willingly give it.” I got up from my seat and walked to his stilled form. Upon hearing my words, his eyes became hooded. He looked down at me, jaw locked as if having an internal battle. “Did you not hear a word I just said?” he asked, raising a perfect eyebrow. “I did. And guess what? You need to man up and face it. For how long do you think you can resist that urge? Resist me?” I whispered, my eyes wandering to his lips as they parted slightly. “Ash, you don’t get it. It’s fucking complicated with me.” I stifled a laugh. “You sound like every generic female main character from teen novels.” His gaze hardened and he took a menacing step closer to me, his face exuding pure frustrations and annoyance. I unknowingly took a step back. Was that a slight trickle of anticipation I was feeling? Angry Uno was always the hot one anyways. Not that he’s generally the hottest guy I’ve ever seen on God’s beautiful green earth. A muscle ticked in his jaw as he hissed through clenched teeth. “I’m glad you find this funny Ashley.” I almost moaned at the way his accent played with my name, making it sound like something exotic. The smirk on my face dropped immediately as I realized how serious he was. “Just give in, Uno.” I bit my lip and batted my lashes. “Just tell me and I could show you how breathtaking it can be.” “Don’t flirt with me, Ash!” he warned through gritted teeth, letting his gaze trail down my face and to my exposed cleavage only for a split second, but still long enough for me to notice. “Or else what?” I took a deep breath and the top buttons of my shirt threatened to burst. Exactly how I wanted them to. “When you make me angry, I want to.. I want to—“ he stuttered, slightly reddening. “Kiss me?” I supplied. He blushed all the more. He took off his glasses, wiping them on his shirt and put them back on, trying to act casual. “Yes, kiss you.” he looked me straight in the eye, waiting for a response.