Faking It (Fake boyfriend Duet 1)

My vision is blurry with tears as I run up the stairs towards Daph’s room. I couldn’t stand to be in the kitchen any longer. I needed to be as far from Gun as possible. I’m almost at the door when a hand clasps my wrist, stopping me. I know it’s Gun so I twist around and shove him off.

”Leave me alone!”

His nostrils flare as he staggers back. ”If that’s what you want, then why are you crying?”

”Because you’re a heartless jerk!” I whisper-yell, not wanting to attract the attention of his parents. Its bad enough Daph has to witness our whole exchange and likely already started to put the pieces of the puzzle together before I can come clean to her. I don’t want to drag them Into our drama, too.

This whole thing is stupid anyway.

Stupid and fleeting. Because this is exactly what it is. Because Zac was right. Weeks from now, maybe even days, Gunther will go back to his usual M.O —hooking up with girls. And I’ll be left pinning over him like an idiot.

It’s like I never learn.

”And you drive me crazy!” Roughly Gun runs his fingers through his hair, eyes wild, then cups my face in his hands and the rests his forehead against mine. ”You have no idea how much.” His breath is hot on my lips, making me want to bridge the distance between us. My heart is thundering in my chest while an ache forms low in my belly, slithering it’s way up my chest and settling there.

Even after what he did, I still want nothing more than to kiss him and be with him, to kiss and make up.

I’m truly an idiot.

”Why do I find that hard to believe?” I say sarcastically laughing through my tears, swatting his hands away and wiping my cheeks.. ”You haven’t even said anything. You just made out with me every chance you got.”

Is that all I’m good for? Someone to fool around with?

His brows pinched together in annoyance. ”And that wasn’t enough to clue you in? I’m not in the habit of kissing girls I don’t like Red.”

God help me— I want to sucker punch him right now.

”Oh do you want a trophy or something? A round of applause? A medal? A bucket of fucking eclairs?”

He growls. ”Why are you so stubborn?”

He’s seriously asking me that? After what he did? After all the words he said?

”Because you hurt me you asshole.” I stab a finger at His chest. ”You keep hurting me and making me cry and I hate you for it!”

He’s speechless for a moment, stunned by my words then he gives me a pained look. ”Nikky—”

But I’m already done talking. I trudge into Daph’s room and slam the door on his face. Thankfully, he doesn’t follow me inside. Maybe he realises that he won’t be able to get through me. Or that I’m not worth it, after all. But I hear his retreating footsteps through the door. New chapters come out on novel​ceo.com first.

Resting my head against it, I stare up at the ceiling and will myself not to cry. I don’t want to spend another night crying my eyes out, I’m so tired of it. And I still have a paper to write.

So that’s what I do. I dive into my science paper, burying and distracting myself with research just so I don’t have to agonize about what just happened. Its not until an hour later that Daph enters her room. I’m not sure if she wanted to give me space or she went to talk to Gun, but I brace myself when the door opens and she steps inside.

”On a scale from one to ten, how pissed are you at me?” I ask warily, idling my chair from the study table.

She folds her arms across her chest and leans against the door. ”A big fat, fifteen.”

Uh-oh.

I wince. ”That bad?”

”So you and Gun......” She shakes her head, disbelief crossing her features. ”I honestly don’t know what to think about it.”

”If there’s any consolation, my only wish would be that nothing would change between us.”

She arches a brow. ”You’re seriously quoting Whitney Houston’s song right now?”

”Who’s that?”

She rolls her eyes. ”Never mind. It’s not the point.”

Probably one of her favourite singers. If reading books is my thing, listening to music is hers.

”Why didn’t you tell me? She demands

”Because Gun’s not just any guy. He’s your brother. You already thought it was weird enough to fake date him. I didn’t want to freak you out further.” Even to my ears it sounds lame.

”Well, do I look like I’m freaking out?”

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