14 Chapter 14: Take Responsibility

"Okay!", he said, accepting the challenge.

"Fool." she said resuming to her laid back position.

"Am not", he denied

"you ARE!" she dragged

"Am NOT!" he pointed.

"YOU.ARE!", she emphasized.

Looking at their banter like an old married couple, the once again neglected person wanted to stop their interaction immediately.

For the first time in his 30 years of life, he felt his position was being threatened, by none other than the brat who always followed him around like an annoying pest.

He was about to make a move but was forced to stop by the next sentence.

"I.AM.NOT.A.FOOL!" he exclaimed.

"You like me?!?" she exclaimed, with a snap of her fingers pointing him in an accused tone.

"NO WAY!" He disagreed.

She has a small smile on her face which froze when she heard the next sentence.

"I Love you more than I like you, and I didn't know I would love someone to the point of losing myself!" he confessed in a defeated tone.

Her eyes clearly shook with the unexpected turn in the fight.

"Woah! I... didn't know you were this....innocent!" she pointed out, composing herself in a split second, and getting up from her seat.

"Nice to make you my acquaintance", she held out her hand to him.

"But I don't like you." she declared.

Getting up with a handsome smirk, he held out his hand to shake her outstretched hand saying,"I Know."

"Thank you..." she said slightly relieved.

"Let's exchange numbers shall we?" he asked, taking out his mobile.

"Quite.....A cunning fox you are! Need to be careful with you"she said in a defensive way.

He just gave a smirk to her insult. But still obtained her number out of sheer persistence.

Giving a wink, he tried to leave after hugging her to which she gave a low punch to his face, warning him " Don't touch me!" she seethed holding her hand in a fist with anger.

" You don't have to punch me for that! Seriously, you'll never get a boyfriend!" he complained.

"You said something Mr.?" she asked with her clenched teeth, stepping closer to him.

He backed away, scared for his face, waving goodbye, "See you later" to her. To which she reciprocated by waving her hand but never promised anything.

After sending him off, she observed the now empty food court and sighing, she finally acknowledged the person who has been ignored for the whole conversation.

Keeping her back facing him the whole time, she was secretly making an escape strategy but...her bag was near him!!!

'Curse my fate!!!' she silently cursed herself.

"Do you want me to come to you?" came a deep voice, from the only person present in the restaurant, excluding her.

'Mommy!....He's so scaryy!' she cried silently.

There was a sudden clattering sound at the table, she made a swift turn and lazily walked towards her seat.

Putting down her mobile on the table away from him,removing her cap and loosening her her hair in the process, she sat down on the chair with an elegant lady-like posture, making her hair that was initially tucked behind her ears to fall on her face softly teasing her neck and collar bone.

"Are you Seducing me?"he asked calmly, taking a sip from the frappe she ordered and placed it in front of her.

Looking at the cup he placed in front of her, she immediately snapped at him, resuming to her tomboyish posture with a snap of her head saying, "Who's seducing who?" she asked with venom lacing her voice.

'Curse your handsome mutt! you made me look like Gold-Digger you A**hole!' she silently cursed at him in her head.

"I know what I am doing, But I didn't understand what you were doing", he explained, calmly motioning her to have some of the drink to which she obediently did so.

He had an upward tilt on his lips.

Realizing the mistake she just committed, she threw the frappe aside and out of anger, and pulled him by the collar using all her strength with their faces inches apart.

By the sudden turn of events, he maintained his usual aloof face but deep inside he was in a complete shock.

He didn't notice in their first meeting as he was busy kissing her, but she has mesmerizing eyes which are like black pools, when angered there is a purple tainting her eyes making them go into Amethyst. Accompanied with her moles in the peculiar spots, he was instantly seduced.

"Mr.Ray! What do you want from me?" she asked, snapping him out from his reverie.

Because he was making an impassive face, she didn't realize that he was checking her out.

Bringing him a bit closer, and making their breaths mixed, she announced, "I hate you".

His eyes were focused on her lips in such close proximity observing her other mole on the lower lip, that even a stone faced man like him expected more than a touch now.

He didn't listen to the words she uttered at all, now....ignoring her as a payback to what she previously did. Which in reality was not intentional as his mind was elsewhere.

If she didn't feel it before, she felt it now as there was a change in his breath.

Slow as she usually is, but for the first time she felt a sense of danger with their closeness and immediately released him, pushing him back with all her strength.

He made a quick recovery and sat in the chair with his proper king like posture.

Turning her head, she grabbed her backpack, opened the zip, took her water bottle and finished the whole bottle of water.

Looking at her drinking water, his thoughts ran astray.

While drinking, she felt the sense of danger and steeled her nerves trying to maintain her composure.

"You touched his hair." he pointed out of nowhere.

"Ah?" she snapped at him.

"But you didn't wash your hands!" he finished his sentence.

'Stingy!',she thought.

"I'm not a germaphobe", she snapped again, with irritation in her voice.

"You drank water, because you had a sip from the drink I just drank. You even wiped your lips as you placed them exactly where I placed mine." he explained with details.

Listening to such a long sentence, people who have known him might undergo into a cardiac arrest.

But the person in front has a half awe and half convinced look.

"And?" she questioned him with her eyebrow raised.

"I don't like you being with him," he declared.

"So?" she asked, placing her hand under her cheek with interest.

"You took away my first kiss!" he said, making her lose her composure.

Putting her head into her hands, she groaned, "So?"

"Take responsibility." he said with a poker face. But the way he looked at her, made her look like a cheating husband.

'This Jerk!'