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MY BAD BOY CRUSH EPISODE 16

 

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(Crazily Obsessed with Him)


By May Maria K ✍🏻


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Posted again just like I said I would so enjoy guys.


Chapter 16


Violet's POV


"Take this Violet and this.... and that" Penelope kept picking and picking not that I like all of what she chose. 


She said her Mum gave her a black card.. like a Black so that she could buy all that she needed. 


Like just for some pool party and her Mum wants her to spend this much. It's not that I and Mum don't have enough but I don't want her spending unnecessarily on me. 


Not that she would even do so unless I ask. 


The attendants were holding onto the clothes that Penelope kept picking and when she was satisfied, she heaved and turned to me. 


"I guess we have to try all that we've picked" She said and I rolled my eyes. There's a mistake there. It was she who picked everything not the both of us. 


Nevertheless I followed her to the ladies dressing room and we began changing into different dresses. 


Penelope was the first to go and she changed into ten different clothes until she finally settled for a short strapless red gown and I could say the gown accented her figure and fitted her perfectly. 


She also chose a red bikini also. She pushed me to go next. 


I changed into a flare blue gown. It looked too simple and I kinda like it. It wouldn't bring too much attention at the party. 


"What's that Violet? You're not going with this" Penelope said and her face changed like I was wearing something disgusting. 


"It's a dress Pen and I kinda like it" I replied. 


"I know you're not used to all this parties but I assure you Violet. This dress wouldn't make you fit in" She said and I almost scoffed. 


I've never fitted in anything happening in school so why now. I guess things are gonna be different from now on. 


Just like Penelope requested, I pulled off the dress and I changed into another. 


"No"


"No"


"No"


"No"


"No" ........... .


This was what Penelope kept changing and as she kept declining I was changing into different clothes. 


I don't know why she keeps rejecting them but to me it looks cool. I was almost giving up cause I wasn't used to all these. 


"Just one more Violet and I promise I won't reject this one" She said this for the last three dresses but she still rejected them. 


"I'm tired Pen. We've been on this for two hours and I am tired. My legs are hurting.. badly" I said and she made a puppy face. 


"Please... Just once" She pleaded and I groaned. 


"Fine if you don't accept this one then I won't change into anything anymore" I said and she nodded childishly. 


I chuckled before going to change into the last dress.... Duh! This is definitely the last cause I know even the attendants are tired of seeing our faces here. 


The dress was a pink gown. It stopped on my thighs and to me it was too short and it exposed my whole back and had beautiful stones at the front. 


It was not the kind of clothes I was used to wearing and I was sure Penelope would reject the cloth just like the rest and then I can go home. 


As I stepped out of the dressing room, instead of seeing Penelope who was recommending the clothes for me, instead I saw Clover. 


He was staring at me eyes wide like he saw a ghost and angrily I turned and tried going in but he held my wrist and I stopped. 


I didn't turn neither did I say anything and then my foolish heart start beating rapidly. 


I really think I need to consult a doctor on why my heart beats so fast anytime I am around him. 


Maybe if this stops I can have a chance in getting over my feelings for Clover but it's like I myself don't even want him to stay away. 


He's like a medicine I can't do without to heal no matter how I fight it and if I admit this to him, I am afraid he'll toy with my heart. 


But why am I encouraging myself thinking I can be different. I can make Clover's feelings towards me change. 


"You look beautiful Vio" And now he's shortening my name that it sounds so perfect on his lips. 


And it made me remember how I shunned Penelope never to call me that again because if it was not Clover then no one else can shorten my name so perfectly. 


"What do you want Clover?" I found myself whispering back. 


For goodness sake, why am I whispering. Why can't I say it to his face that I don't want when it's so obvious that I want him. 


That I need him to touch me. His skilful hands,so cold on my body and he'll run it down my cleavages to my navel and then he'll go deeper. 


He'll caress my breasts and scoop them in his hands and his thumbs would run around my nipples. 


I was thinking so hard of what I wanted him to do to me . My fantasies are wild and I am done ignoring my body and heart. 


My mind has been judging me these few days but I guess it's just weak. Whatever my body wants it'll get and now it wants Clover. 


"You're dripping wet Vio" I was so drowned in my imagination that I didn't know that Clover's hand was already on my panties. 


He was feeling my wetness through it and I curse myself that I can't stop him neither can I resist. 


Instead I threw my head backwards wanting him to do something. 


"You made me think Vio... About you. I've never done this before. You made me look for you Vio and then you ignored me" He whispered in my ear before biting my earlobe. 


Gawd! Where was this guy created from. Is it heaven or is there a place where Clover was created. 


"You made me wait Vio and now I'm here seeing you all dashing but it wasn't because of me. You wronged me Vio and now I'm gonna ignore you" I haven't processed whatever he was saying since till he withdrew his hand from my panties.


He didn't even go further instead he tucked both hands into his pocket and flashed a smile at me. 


"See you at the party tomorrow" And like that he left. 


Leaving all flushed and wanting. He paid me back more worse than what I did. 


𝓣. 𝓑. 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭.......... 


𝓢𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓑𝔂 𝓜𝓪𝔂 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓪 K✍🏻


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