Love Or Lust (Part 7, page 3 of 5)

"I don't have a band aid"

Weird. This guy is wierd.

Weird and handsome.

Hot combinition.

Shut up whore!

He sighed annoyed.

"Look if you want a band aid , you can simply go to the nurse office", I said and started to walk away but just then he grabbed my wrist and spun me around.

Woah!

This guy is strong .

"What now?", I asked irritated though I didn't really mind him touching me.

Why does your wrist burns.

Argh...

Shut up whore.

I tried to free my wrist but he didn't let go.

"How did I get this mark?", he asked.

I looked at him dubious.

Is he really mentally unstable or is he playing some kind of game?

"By hitting your head"

His teeth gritted.

"And how did I hit my head?"

"By falling over", I simply replied.

I was frowing in confusion.

"And why did I fell!", he hissed

"Because I hit into you"

"Finally"

He looked relieved.

I was preparing the next answer for his next question that was going to be thay why did I hit into him according to my calculations but he said

"So...", he said with a glimpse of hope in his eyes.

"So?"

He relief vanished and he said giving up.

"You owe me an apology"

What the...

I snatched away my wrist from him.