(Credit:“Shiii Writies")

He acted as your boyfriend.

*You'd chosen him for one reason he was the coldest, rudest guy in college, the type who never caught feelings.&

Perfect for your plan to make your ex jealous.

From then on, you stayed glued to his side-pulling his hand to your waist even when he resisted, dancing close enough for your bodies to brush.

He never once met your eyes... until that day.

Without warning, he grabbed your waist and kissed you-deeper, harder than you'd ever been kissed.

Your breath caught, your fingers curling into his shirt.

When you pulled back, he stepped away with a calm, "Just for the act." It didn't feel like it, but you let yourself believe it.

Days later, as you passed a classroom, voices drifted out ?* "Why don't you just tell her you like her?"

"I can't. She still has feelings for her ex." Vardan said

"But-" The moment you stepped inside, the room fell silent.Vardan shot up, shock flooding his face.

“it's not what you-" You didn't let him finish, You grabbed his collar and kissed him, hard.His hands instinctively gripped your waist, pulling you closer like he'd been holding back for far too long.

His friends erupted-cheers, whistles, and hoots bouncing off the walls.

his lips stayed on yours a moment longer than necessary, his breath uneven when he finally pulled back His voice was low, meant only for you.

"Don't... play with me like that." The look in his eyes told you it wasn't a game for him anymore.