I admit, he caught me off guard there. Although I DID notice that his face was looming dangerously close to mine, let's just say I'm not the type to put meaning on a guy's every move. So yeah, Grant sort of surprised me with that.
On the other hand, Grant is lucky he already left before I got the chance to sock him. I mean, nobody has ever tried messing with me like that and gotten away with it. Heck, guys who have attempted to do that in the past never escaped without atleast a bleeding nose or a broken arm to deal with.
So I guess you're all wondering why I let Grant do that?
I fancy him. Simple as that. Ever since he sat next to me during their first day here at the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women, I haven't been able to push him entirely out of my mind. That's why when he told me that I blow him away, and not in the literal sense, I sort of felt like I was floating up in the clouds. So yeah, that's another reason why I never got to reply to what he said, let alone hit him.
I'm glad Grant had the nerve to do that. Since I had nothing to lose, I ran after him.
"Grant!" I called him,relieved that I caught him just in time, as he opened the door leading to the East Wing. He turned to face me and he quickly shut the door behind him.
"Please don't kill me Bex" he teased, shooting me his adorable smile as I approached him.
"I won't you daft idiot!" I replied, rolling my eyes in fake annoyance.
"Really? You mean it's safe to say that I'll survive this conversation with every single limb intact?" he joked, making me giggle.
"Look I wanted to tell you something" I said quickly before I had the chance to chicken out.
"Bex I'm really really sorry for that kiss. It just happened and I couldn't control myself and-"
"It's okay Grant!" I tell him, smirking as he babbled his apologies.
"It was so stupid of me and I can understand if you turn me down and... Wait. What?"
"It's okay Grant. It was no big deal" I smile at him, hoping that I'm not blushing. Or that my skin tone conceals it.
"Really? Because I swear I never meant to do that in the first place-" That's when I got tired of listening to him explain himself and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him, stopping him from saying another word. I put my arms around his neck and he slowly wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. When we broke the kiss, he didn't pull away, and neither did I. Instead, we stayed like that, forehead to forehead, grinning like fools.
"Hey Bex?" he said tentatively.
"Yeah?"
"You're MY British Bombshell okay?" Grant told me, making the butterflies in my stomach flutter in a frenzy.
"That's fine by me" I reply, oblivious to everything around me. I didn't care if any teacher or student saw us in that way. What mattered most to me was holding me in his arms, and I wanted to stay enveloped in them forever.
Those words, and those kisses, proved something to me. No matter how many girls flirt and show off for Grant, I'm always going to be the British Bombshell that he never forgets.
I'm going to make sure of that.
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