Arguing, you don't know when but you keep ranting about how annoyed you were when your book was thrown away by him. Actually, he didn't throw them away, he just put them at the top of your locker. Your scolding echoed in the school hallway, until he pressed his lips to yours.

"Don't fckin kiss me!"

You pushed him but your strength wasn't enough to make him back away. He stretched his hand to your neck while looking at you sharply but playfully.

"That wasn't a kiss. I was just trying to shut thay smart mouth of yours."

He steps forward a little until you can feel your breath start to collide.

"When I'll kiss you, it will go on for hours."

His low tone is coupled with a hoarse voice with his scent mixed with his gaze that looks into your eyes like prey, his body is too close to yours. He smiled slightly as he continued to look at you.