Bad Boy Isn’t My Type

Jennie Wilson POV

” Hayden!” I slapped him, tears threatening to fall from my eyes. Hayden looked at me shocked and guilt clouding his eyes.

I wanted to burst into tears and scream at the same time, but he didn’t deserve a single tear.

” I didn’t expect this from you! How could you even-” My words hung in the air, punching me effectively, tears spilling out against my will.

Anger, shame, and hurt blended together in a powerful bundle. I spun around to escape from this toxic pain but Hayden held me back by my wrist.

” Jennie…… I am-”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

” Don’t touch me!!” I snapped my wrist off his hold. ” I hate you!!! I had my faith on you…… but you proved me that you are also one of them! You are also one of them who want to crush me all the way possible!!!” I cried out.

” Jennie…… Jennie please…… I…… I…… didn’t mean to-”

” Don’t touch me! I hate you!!! Don’t you dare talk to me again!” I cried running off from him, from this pain.

” Jennie!!! Jennie!!! Please Jennie, please stop!!! I am sorry Jennie!! ” Hayden followed me trying to hold me but I dodged his grip, running faster from him.

” Jennie-”

” Hayden, where are you running away? Are you trying to bunk the class?” A faculty member blocked Hayden.

I stopped and looked at them. Hayden just stared at me, teacher was scolding him but he looked at me… his eyes with disappointment and restlessness as he glared through me.

I stared walking off, wiping my tears as much as possible, but it was flowing without my will. I couldn’t believe those cruel and unfair words that had easily come out from the only guy I trusted.

Why does everyone tend to crush me? They felt it was okay to insult me just because I was weaker than the rest? Don’t I deserve to live happily like others do?

Why God is only unfair to me!!!

My heart started ringing, heavy with pressure that threatened to give me a headache.

I dashed into someone and I almost fell, but the person balanced me. My heart skipped a beat when my eyes met the ones I didn’t wanted to.

Vincent Ainsworth.

” S…… sorry…” I hung my head low, trying to cover my crying face, wiping my tears as much as possible. I don’t want him witness how weak I was and how it’s so easy to break me.

Vincent spun me around too quickly and got into my face, tension clearly shown in his eyes ” Are you crying?”

I looked away releasing my arm from his hold refusing to let his words get to me. ” No…… I am not……”

I walked out, hyper aware of his nearness as I sensed him move behind me, and I could hardly breathe. Run Jennie!!!

I increased my speed to run away. I yelped when he caught my upper arm in a steely grip, killing all my hope of escaping him, and pulled me around to face him.

” Why are you crying?”

” I am not crying, leave me alone please!!” I tried to step backward, but he placed his other arms around my back, keeping me in place-keeping me too close to him…… Too close.

” I said why are you crying?” He was shaking so much, his voice hoarse, like it hurt seeing me cry. My heart went wild, the tears rolling through my eyes.

Vincent placed his large warm palm on my wet cheek, his eyes were like nothing I had seen before-they were burning, devouring me, and reaching the farthest corner of my soul. There was no hate.

I could clearly see the painful shimmer of his dark eyes, revealing his tortured side to me. My defensive barriers finally cracked and I couldn’t prevent crying.

I cried heavily not bothered to answer him and he didn’t ask me again, maybe he knew I was uncomfortable talking out to him.

” Shh…… slow down, Breathe.” Vincent’s voice sounded tender and completely unknown to me, and my chest constricted at the softness in it.

I could feel his heartbeat underneath my cheek, and it made me even more bewildered.

He held me quietly, as my shaking subsided. I couldn’t believe I actually felt calmer with each second spent in his arms.

We were facing each other, our eyes never straying away from each others faces. New hot tears threatened to fall, but I felt like Vincent sensed it and held me tightly.

” Umm …”Vincent shuttered as if he was trying to divert my cry.

” Um…… I liked…… I…… mean you cook nicely. Lemon chicken…… was delicious Thank you. Huh…… ummm and also thank you for coming all the way to the forest for me. I appreciate it ” Vincent cooed feeling all too nervous.

I looked at him directly with my mouth hung open utterly shocked. I was shocked with his sudden honesty.

Vincent cheeks went bright red as our eyes connected directly, which shook me even more. Firstly he laughed yesterday, today he blushed…… what on earth is going on?

Did he just thank me…….

I blinked twice at him in shock, blush creeping on both of our cheeks. Vincent immediately averted his eyes, releasing me completely from his hold.

He scratched his head and faced opposite of me and started walking away abruptly, not even sparing a glance.

Vincent dashed into the pillar clumsily while walking away, but he still chose to walk away abruptly despite pain on his head.

His actions baffled me and I didn’t know this person. This Vincent Ainsworth was completely unknown to me. A smile escaped from my lips, despite my wet lashes.

He liked it……!!!!!!!!!

He liked my cooking!!!!!

……

I had been avoiding Hayden since then. He called me numerous times, but I blocked his number. Whenever he tried to talk to me I used to run away where men couldn’t reach. Girls washroom.

Its been week and it was the time, the sports meet. The ground had huge banners and it was all decorated.

Students flocked in the huge sports ground. Everybody were on their track suits and sports wear.

I could see many expensive sports wear of many brands and here I was wearing a cheap long track pant and t-shirt which I bought in the thrift shop.

There were many group of girls flocking, driving everybody’s attention on a particular place. I felt a strange sensation that was unlike anything I’d felt before.

Then suddenly Vincent and Blake appeared in my vision. Of course it has to be them, celebrities of this university.

Vincent was wearing jet black Nike sleeveless Jersey and shorts, showing his arms corded with muscles. They were perfectly honed and standing out just like his abs.

I hate to admit it…… he was the most charming…… handsome boy in this university. He was definitely a centre of attraction, because of fine contours of his face, the glint of his eyes that gave a mysterious depth to them, and the way the shadow accentuated his striking features that hid the inner ugliness.

Blake was no ordinary too, he was also among hot looking guys. They were the deadliest combination ever in this university.

They strolled into the ground like they owned it. Blake winked at the girls the passed by, and Vincent walked like he doesn’t give a f*** about the people and the surrounding. He was least bothered to react to any girls, and then suddenly his eyes drew to me.

My breath hitched in my throat my heart beat hammering against my chest. It was a look I’d never seen him direct at me.

Even with the distance separating us I could clearly see those steel eyes tracing each part of my body and I felt naked. I felt like he was stripping me, leaving nothing but heat and insecurity.

I averted my eyes but again looked at him and he was still looking at me. My cheeks warmed and I wiped my head down, cursing myself for eye contacting him.

Is he doing it on purpose? There was no way he would look at me like this as if he was attracted to me. He definitely didn’t like me, not at all. I was sure he already had the next humiliation on his mind.

” Hey Rose!!!!” Xavier waved towards us, and took steps towards our directions.