The Bad Boy's Sweetheart

Chapter 5 HER

 

"Don't you ever get tired?" Mrs. Davidson inquired softly at the empty room that had been a lovely company with my piano play collection for the winter ball.

 

"No, I'm fine.” I smiled when she walked in front of my piano and smiled back. She was the one who kept encouraging me to keep playing even after my mom died, it was my therapy.

 

I was destined to keep playing as the passionate hunger kept increasing within me when I grew up.

 

It was an escape from the amber-eyed guy I had seen. I had been thinking a lot about him, he gave off the scary face and the haunting past vibes but it only made my curious side appear even more. Every time I stopped now, I would start thinking about him so I instantly focused more on the piano keys, the guy faded into the back of my mind.

 

"I'm going to lock up now." She announced regretfully for stopping me, I let it go as I nodded and closed the piano lid.

 

“I'm sorry I made you wait." I apologized as she patted my shoulder.

 

"It's okay, I had a meeting.” She explained and I stood up with my bag that Alexa packed for me after school. I usually play after school for two hours, this time I went for three hours as the gloomy weather started to get clouded indicating a storm was approaching.

 

that was nearby. I saw a silhouette of a

 

sheets flew from my hand to the ground. I quickly bent down and took them before the wind

 

familiarity of the amber eyes I had forced myself to

 

to face me as I self consciously put the baby hairs behind my ears when I finished

 

There were only the two of us as his eyes began speculating me like I was an insect he couldn't wait to

 

you following me? Are you a part of the cops’ plan to put an eye on me?" He asked in a rushed tone with furrowed eyebrows. I fidgeted in nervousness since I not sociable towards anyone and my only

 

I replied, my voice wavered as he stood intimidatingly with his hands

 

why are you following me?" He

 

shifted in his eyes as he ran a

 

wondering about the guy who had been chased by the police. I was shocked that he was this late outside, didn't he have a concerned dad or an anxious mom waiting for

 

caring father opened and hugged me. I hugged him back as he let me enter quickly, afraid

 

asked as I hung my coat and placed my bag beside the stand. Dad was in his early fifties with a kind face and a smile gracing his face. He learned to let go of mom and never tend to go for drinks to tame his

 

even but I did my best

of my mom's womb when she died, didn't make it alive. We knew about

 

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