Bella

The Next day, as I was getting ready to meet Aiden I chose to wear a sundress with baby blue colour, which was hugging me at my chest while flaring down my waist, ending above my knees. I decided to keep my hair down reaching upto my waist.

I looked at the clock and messaged Coop to be at entrance in 5 minutes as I reached downstairs. Jake had already left early in the morning with a clear warning for me to not go anywhere without Coop.

After sometime we arrived at school. I got out of the car and told to Coop that I will inform him beforehand when its time to pick me up. He nodded at me and drive off.

I was heading in the direction of library, when I received a message from Aiden; to meet him in the parking lot, at the same spot where we first met and I smiled at the memory.

When I entered the parking lot someone grabbed my hand and pulled me against the wall. I instinctly closed my eyes because of fear and opened my mouth to scream but a hand was placed on my mouth, eventually shutting me up. His hand was rough against my soft lips. He closed the distance between us, so now I was sandwiched between him and wall. He pressed his body to me and leaned his face closer to my ear, his hot breath fanned over my ear and I felt goosebumps arise all over my body.

"Bella"  one word and I relaxed instantly, I knew this voice, Aiden, he was so close to me that with every inhale of my breath I can smell him.
His smell is musky, like coffee while brewing with a little hint of citrus.

I have never felt like this before, what is happening to me? Why was I feeling so hot suddenly? I wonder if he would kiss me right now, will his mouth also taste like coffee?

God! Where did that thought came from?  I have never even kissed someone before.

'But you want him to kiss you' my subconsciousness said.

"Look at me" he said huskily, somehow his voice sounded more deep and grave.

I opened my eyes slowly, only to see cold and electric blue eyes were already looking at me with great intensity. I gulped.

"I wanted to ask you something before we get in my car." He asked with his eyes penetrating into mine. I nodded at him to continue.

"Do you trust me to go with me alone without telling anyone?"

I felt my head nodding in 'yes' already, before I even got time to contemplate his words.

"Words Bella" he growled.

"Y-Yes" I strutted.

"Why?" He asked while narrowing his gaze on me.

"I don't know why but I know that you won't  hurt me, not physically, if you had wanted that then you would have already done it."

"Maybe it was a foreplay to lure you into a trap." he said as his eyes searched my face for something. Did he wanted to see if I was afraid of him or not?

"I don't know why, but I know I can trust you with me, that you won't hurt me, not knowingly, I can see that in your eyes and if you wanted to hurt me you wouldn't be asking me this question." I stated while staring back into his eyes confidently.

I think he found what he was looking for because he nodded and stepped  back. I felt the loss of his warmth and touch against my body.

We got seated in his car and he was about to start the car when I looked in his direction and gasped. He had a cut above his brow but when I saw him yesterday he didn't had it.

"Wait" I said before thinking. He looked in my direction, confused and raised his brow at me.

"What happened to your head?" I asked with concern.

He shrugged at me and said " got it while training at the field."

"Field?" I asked confused.

"Yup, I am the Star Quarter Back of the football team."

I gaped at him and opened my mouth then closed it again. I was so surprised that no words came out of my mouth.

He chuckled at my reaction. "Should I be offended at your reaction?" He asked amusingly.

I shook my head at him. "Why didn't you tell me when I told you about Jake?"

"You never asked  about me before." He was right though.

"So now that I know, you definitely know Jake,  you must be friends with him."

"Yes, I definitely know your brother, but I am not friends with him, we just play in the same team; actually you can say exactly opposite about that." He said angrily. Why was he angry?

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

"Nothing, can we just go." He asked impatiently.

"No, we can't go like this" I said and looked into the bag for my butterfly bandage, I found it and held it out infront of him. "Firstly, we need to take care of your cut and then we can go." I tried to say sternly but it came out as a pleading.

"Are you kidding me?" He said as he noticed what I had in my hand.

"No, why?" I asked confused.

"Are you serious right now? What made you think that I will let you apply this fucking girly butterfly printed bandage on my face? What do you think how it will look at my face?" He said while glaring at me.

"You shouldn't care about what others will think, you are hurt and there is nothing wrong to put a butterfly bandage on it. I think you would look cute." I said as I shrugged at him.

He narrowed his gaze on me. "I don't care about others, I only think about myself.  But it will affect my image and made me look soft, which I am not in anyway. Everyone need to afraid of me."

"Then I won't go anywhere with you if you don't let me put it on you" I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest.

He sighed and ran his hand over his face irritatingly. "Okay then, I guess we are staying in my car whole day."

God, he is so stubborn and infuriating. This isn't gonna work I would have to think of something else.

"Please, I would do anything you ask from me in return. I can't  see anyone hurt." I begged him. His eyes softened a little and I smiled at him.

"Anything?" He smirked while arching a brow at me. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Um.. if it's not too much difficult to do." I said hesitantly.

"Okay, then."

"Really?" I asked surprisingly while beaming at him. He nodded at me while the corners of his lips tugged upwards.

I peeled the bandage and stretched my hand out for him to lean forward.
His face was close, so close that I felt his breath on my face. My hands were shaking slightly as I put the bandage on his cut because I knew he was looking at me. I was trying really  hard to not to look at his lips. There was a palpable tension in the car. He cleared his throat and I was snapped back to reality.

I straightened and scrambled back to my seat and put my seatbelt on. I knew my face was as red as tomato. He started the car and I didn't  dare to look at him again during the whole ride.