Heart pounding, head twirling, I sat down in my next lesson. Why did he act like that? Did I over react too? I rested my head lightly in my hands as I breathed heavily, this whole 'fake relationship' had caused me too much stress. Relax Selena, why do you care so much anyway? I looked up slowly to see Kyle gazing at me with a smirk on his face, I glared in disgust.
"Drama hey Selly?" He smiled with a gleam in his eyes.
"My names Selena." I mumbled.
"Trust me, you didn't over react, you should be happy you're out of that fake relationship." My heart sped up suddenly, Justin told him? Or maybe his whole friendship group. what if everyone knew but pretended they didn't?!
"You, you know?" My face was cold. He looked back and took my hand that sat lifelessly on the desk.
"That he was using you for sex, yes." My eyes widened.
"W-What?" He squeezed my hand as I wriggled for it to be set free.
"It's fine now, don't worry baby." Baby? What? Justin waltzed in slightly and stared at his seat next to mine. He had always sat next to me in Spanish. He shifted over and sat down as Kyle turned quickly back to the front and began to talk to Ben. Justin stared at me awkwardly, as if two wholes burned into my neck. Mrs walked in with pure aggravation on her face. The lesson slowly began as my anger began to build as he ignored me and spoke to Kyle. When Mrs Antonie was talking I finally confronted him.
"Why did you lie to your friends?" He looked over at me, as I kept my eyes glued to the board.
"I haven't, I told them we are together." Were. Anyway...
"And that you were using me for sex?" I turned my head swiftly, and glared with my eyes as thin as a wire, and as sharp as a blade.
"Who said that?" He laughed with pure amusement.
"Bieber, please be quiet." Mrs Antonie moaned again, he always used to mess around in this lesson.
"It was Selena too." He smiled, and then turned back to me as I glared even more. "I wouldn't use you, and I never say that."
"I don't believe you." I turned back to my work.
"Don't then, but if I was using you for sex, then I would of fucked you by now." I looked up.
"Are you saying im easy?" I challenged.
"No im telling you I would of fucked you by now." He was being cocky, but for some reason his eyes were soft and comforting, like my mothers. He took my hand under the table and massaged it. I looked down as he diverted his hands onto my thigh and slowly raised his finger tips higher and higher up my leg. My heart whirled. I took his hand and placed it on the desk as the bell rang. I leaned forward and whispered quietly into his ear in a flirty manor.
"I'm still annoyed at you."