THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 51 – 60
By Naomi Cindy B.
“I wanna touch” she muttered, unconsciously biting her lip again, and that kind of rolled her back into her consciousness.
She blinked once, and her mouth widened.
Did she actually just think that?
Maybe she needs some kind of cleansing or something.
Is she starting to run crazy?
She’s not the type to find the opposite gender attractive.
All her friends have celebrity crushes and male models they always stalk their IG accounts, but she has none.
Since the case, males became tasteless, and they lost all colour. All she always sees is a shade of grey like a period film.
They lost her interest totally, but now she’s admiring Levi’s @ss??
And newsflash; she’s not even getting triggered? What the hell.
Staying in this same room is not right in the first place, so she quickly got her bag and rushed out of the room.
The hall is empty right now, looks like everyone settled in their rooms already.
The time is currently some minutes to eleven, so she’s sure a larger percent of the students will be asleep by now.
She stopped walking at the end of the hall when she saw the man in charge about to enter his room.
“Sir!” She hollered, and the bald man turned to her direction.
“Miss Carson? How may I help you?” He asked as she took long strides to him.
“I need another room. I can’t stay with Banks in the same room, I…
“Why? Isn’t he the safest guy in school?” The man cut her off, and she almost laughed at his face.
Of course, that’s what they all believe since they’re not the ones he barged into their house in the middle of the night to play hide and seek with. They’re not the ones he played fuçking Russian roulette with.
“Still, I’d like to…
“It’s already late, Miss Carson. Go to bed, we sort this out tomorrow ” the man cut her off, and before she could protest again, he already entered his room.
She stumped her foot on the ground frustratingly, then she saw a girl coming in her direction.
She has seen her with North a lotta times. Obviously she’s one of The Titans, her name is Juliet.
“Hey, you wanna swap room cards with me?” She offered.
“No” Juliet glared.
“Banks is in the same room” Emory said again, and then a guy appeared too.
He’s Romeo, Juliet’s boyfriend.
They’re quiet popular in campus, and rumours had it that they started dating only because their names match, not because they actually love each other.
He threw a nasty glare at Emory before taking Juliet away, and then it dawned on Emory.
This isn’t because they don’t want to, it’s because someone told them not to.
Banks.
She dragged her bag down the hall again, flinging the door open barge in.
“I’ll take it that it’s your habit to barge into every available room” his voice came, sounding bored.
He’s out of the bathroom already, and his boxers is already covering the lower part of his body.
He’s currently patching his chest wound, and for a minute straight, Emory couldn’t form a word.
From her spot, she could count like six moles on his visible body, and they’re so brutally beautiful, just like him.
His six packs stood balanced on his ripped chest, and his chiseled abs looks professionally sculptured.
His masculine veins rippled through his skin, especially the skin on his forearms, and two veins ran down his tummy, to his incredible v-line which led to his…
“Looks like you’d wanna take off my shorts by yourself this time” his voice woke her, and she jumped to see him in front of herself already.
When did he even get here?
THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 51 – 60
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