Not Good Enough ~ Alibaba Saluja x Reader (Part 3)

Walking down the halls, I spot Alibaba. I didn't ever get a chance to talk to him the night before and excitedly run towards him. "Alibaba!" I catch up to him and swing my arms around him in a tight hug.

He stumbles almost falling over before catching himself. His expression is less surprised though and more.. anxious?

"You good?" I look up into his amber orbs, furrowing my brows.

"Uh.. yeah!" He blurts after a moment of hesitation.

"I'm glad!" I smile, giving him a quick peck on the cheek to which he blushes. Despite his answer he feels kind of out of it. 'Maybe it's just too early in the day?'

After a moment of awkward silence between us he motions down the hall, "Well, I guess I should.. go say hi to the others.. or something."

I nod, "Yeah, me too.." We head our separate ways. Things aren't normally like this between us. 'I wonder what could be up.'

The day goes on like normal, but Alibaba hasn't talked to me since this morning. I'm starting to wonder if he's avoiding me. When I come in for dinner, I look around for him, but he isn't around.

About to head out to look for him I'm interrupted. "(Y/N)! Come try this! It's sooo yummy!" Aladdin shouts out to me. I sigh, heading over to the group. Picking up some of the aforementioned food, I take a quick bite before glancing over at Morgiana.

"Have you seen Alibaba? I can't seem to find him anywhere." She shakes her head no.

"Sorry," she replies. I sigh, yet again face palming. 'Where could he be?' I glance over my shoulder to look around the room yet again. 'Maybe he's invisible..?' Instead of finding him my eyes land on our familiar king being nagged around by Ja'far yet again. I can't help but laugh, walking over to say hi and possibly see if they know anything about my boyfriend's whereabouts.

After waiting for them to notice my arrival I started to clear my throat, "Hey, have either-" I freeze. I feel a firm hand grip onto my wrist. I turn around to face Alibaba.

He seems normal but he has a scowl painted into those golden eyes of his. Pulling me out of the room, I stumble behind him as I try to rip my wrist free. 'Jeez.. what's wrong with him?' When we're in the hall he slams me against the wall letting out a quiet growl. I don't meet his eyes, but I feel them burning into my skull.

"Hey.. what's up with you?" I try to stay calm, knowing that reflecting his behavior won't solve anything.

"Nothing," he states bluntly, clearly feeling pissed.

"Then why have you been avoiding me only to push me around like this," I argue, only to see a hurt expression on his face.

"Oh, I'm the one avoiding you! If it bothered you so much why didn't you give me a second of your time. You're laughing around with everyone else and completely ignoring me!" He practically yells at me.

I hope the others can't hear. Even if he's so upset, he doesn't have to react that way. I feel hot tears start to stream down my face, 'Not now.. I don't want him to see me like this.'

Tossing my eyes away from him, I respond with silence. At least I tried to but I'm sure he hears the quiet sobs that leave my lips.

He furrows his brows and his hands gently hold my chin. Lifting me up to see my face, he pressed his lips roughly against mine. It feels nice, but this isn't how I want him to apologize. If you can even call it an apology. His hands slid down my waist clinging onto me. I push an arm against his chest but he doesn't get the message as he grips a hand on my *ss, lifting me up in his arms. Pushing myself away from him, I pull out of the kiss. "Put me down!" I demand.

When he does so I send him a look of disappointment. I want to hit him but decide against it. He doesn't even bother to explain himself, only waits for me to say something. So instead, I storm off to my room.