Kiara's Pov:

I slammed the door of my room and slowly walked towards my bed. I sat down at the edge of my bed and touched my lips, feeling the tingles rush up again. My stomach made a weird noise as I thought about the heated kiss we had shared.

My head wandered off to what it could've gone to if I hadn't stopped. Just the thought of us doing the nasty made me blush. I groaned loudly and fell back on the bed. I let out a frustrated sigh and tried to close my eyes.

It had been a few minutes of me twisting and turning my body into uncomfortable positions to help me sleep. I had been so tired before I wondered what happened. I rolled my eyes at that thought, the reason of my tiredness vanishing was a tall raven black haired boy who I hated more than anything but also desired more than anything.

Tick tock. Tick tock.

I had spent the last- I glanced at my phone- forty three minutes to be precise, counting seconds. The antique clock, though in the living room, had been very clear.

I finally gave in and turned back around, facing the wall. I wondered why he had come at such an unusual time and had no prank planned. Unless he did and just got distracted.

Unfortunately, time had passed since I had gotten into bed and four in the morning was nearing. I had not slept a blink. I told myself that it was because I was scared that he might show up again to finish the prank he had forgot to pull or something like that.

I gulped down some water from my bedside table and closed my eyes tightly, counting dogs. I groaned into my pillow when the dogs started transitioning to a handsome bad boy with an ugly personality's head.

I was woken up by the sound of my personal alarm, Tia. I threw all my pillows at her and cussed her out groggily.

I was so not a morning person.

I lazily walked towards my bathroom, the cold floor sending a chill down my spine. Oh what I would do to ditch my classes today. There were two reasons behind my internal complaining.

1. I didn't wanna face the devil who shall not be named.

And

2. I'm tired.

I had no choice because I wanted to maintain good grades so I did all the necessities and picked out an oversized navy blue band hoodie. I put on some black shorts underneath since you never know when you could 'accidentally' flash the whole student population.

I reached the school after grabbing a bagel and some coffee from a café down the street. I subconsciously checked myself in the mirror before heading in. I saw everyone staring at me.

Oh god, did they know? Did he tell them that we kissed?

I panicked and looked down at the ground, doing a brisk walk towards my locker. If I find out he told someone about the kiss, I would literally strangle him, and not the good kind.

As soon as I opened my locker, I was greeted with colorful liquid splattering all over my hoodie and my face. I exhaled shakily before wiping my eyes and mouth. I opened my eyes and turned around to see the devil himself, watching me closely with a sly smirk. I looked back at my locker to see long tubes filled with what looked like paint attached to a spring.

I stomped towards him angrily. I knew I probably looked like a child, stomping towards someone. If I had been in a cartoon, steam would be coming out of my ears right about now.

He stood up straight and looked down at me "Hi, Bob Ross!" He mocked me and gave me a once over. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down, closer towards my face. I watched as his eyes involuntarily moved to my lips and I smirked, knowing the effect I had on him. "Your third grade pranks are getting old," I said loud enough for everyone huddled up around us to hear

"And how are you so sure that I pulled that 'prank' as you say" He did finger apostrophes.

"Because you're the only one immature enough to pull something like this. We're in college for god's sake, not in damn kindergarten!" I exclaimed annoyed. His smirk disappeared and his eyes turned into a glare. Good.

"Don't fucking call me immature," He said and took a step closer. "And why not?" I asked with an amused smile. I liked that I was getting him riled up. I liked being the only one who could do that without getting beaten up or yelled at till you broke down in front of everyone and disappeared from the face of earth. Don't underestimate Xavier. He is capable of that and much more.

I felt a tight tug on my hair, "Because I fucking told you not to?" It was a rhetorical remark. I scowled. "Stop swearing at me," my scowl deepened when I saw his smirk back in place. "Too fuckin' bad," he stepped closer. Suddenly an idea popped into my head.

I closed the distance between us. Wrapping my arms around his hard and well defined torso, I felt myself melt. I felt him stiffen against me. I rubbed myself against him, making sure the paint from my hoodie was transferred to his black shirt. He still looked like he was in a daze and had no clue what was going on.

I felt him push his lower region closer to mine, pressing his hard on against my hips. I gulped uneasily and pulled away. He gave me a look as if to say 'I always get the last word'. This annoyed me so much that I almost forgot the few students left around us, watching us carefully.

I motioned him to bend his face down a little with my finger. He did so without question with a confused look. Aw cute. Wait no, I didn't say that. Ignore that.

I moved my head so it was right beside his and rubbed my cheek against his whole my hand rested on the other side of his face, eliciting gasps and murmurs to flow around the hallway.

I slowly pulled away and looked at his messed up shirt and colored face. Satisfied with myself, I start walking backwards. I turn back around to see him carry the same look I had a few minutes ago. "Later, immature asshole!" I yell from a few feet away to see him send a chilling glare towards me. I smile nervously and send him a salute sign with two fingers before running off to the locker room to get changed into my spare clothes.

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A/N:
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