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The Bad Boy's Sweetheart novel Chapter 7


I was aware that I had been staring at him quite a few times when he would go to his lectures or smoked in the empty hallways. It was the lunch break and I had to go practice but something allured me to enter the cafeteria.


"Is this real?" Alexa’s eyes broadened when she saw me, I blushed as her friends guarded me with their eyes, "no way, it's the first time you come to the cafeteria." She gasped and I gave a smile to everyone before sitting next to Alexa, who was too busy gaping at me.


"Don't be dramatic," I flatly said as my eyes assessed the red and white stripes on the walls of the cafeteria, "and I will practice more after school," I added just for her info.


"That means you can always come here during lunch breaks?" Her eyes widely sparkled at me.


"Nope." I grinned when she gave me an annoyed glare. Some people here actually like the way I play in the school events and charities. I felt blessed that I knew something so passionately because I thought of mom every time I played. !t was like every time I played the piano, she was there to listen, it was the only connection between us.


Tia, Daniel, and Vivian were Alexa's friends, who left nothing to the imagination as they gossiped at each guy and girl at school, I was beginning to regret coming here.


Tuning them out, my eyes found the amber ones that I had grown so familiar to as he walked into the cafeteria with a rude attitude that scattered across too many people as they directly averted their eyes from him. He had so much violence in him that it staggered me, how deep could his past be?


His muscles bulged out of the first few opened button of his white shirt and he was appealing to the eyes. He was dangerous and I knew better than to stay away from him. My mom would have wanted that.


He was walking behind Daniel in rushed strides that got me intrigued. I kept my eyes on him as he stormed out to the school's garden.


"I will be right back," I told Alexa but then rolled my eyes when I found her busy texting someone else.


I paced to the back door of the cafeteria and into the garden. He was so distressed that I wanted to give him a hug but clogged in my place when I saw him talking on his phone.


"I don't give one single fuck about him, let him stay there." He shouted on the phone as he pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. He has yet to notice me behind him, the garden was empty and Ryson stood still when he realized that there was someone else.


Facing me, his amber eyes darkened and I took a step backward because I thought he was going to beat me but his eyes flicked a tiny speck of hurt at my reaction before changing to his normal cold ones.


I was fidgeting, again. He was scary when he got angry, it was his right since I interfered in his business.


"What do you want?" He cut straight to the chase with arms crossed and a stone cold expression on his face. It was ironic how he wanted to get into my business and I let it go but he got mad at me when the tables turned.


"Uh, I just wanted to ask if you are okay," I explained breathlessly, not knowing what excuse to make. One thing I was not good at was making excuses because I was always good at honesty, I never lied about anything that happened in my life before, maybe because I overthought a lot when it came down to consequences of the lies I would make if I wanted to lie.


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