Heyo, so if you didn't know, I changed the ending of the last chapter. This chapter 11 has also been re-written. I know some of you may be confused, but check the last chapter for more info. I know some of you may be upset of how I changed things, but this is my vision, I prefer the story to go like this.

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I woke up in a strange unknown room. The white light blinded me for a moment before I regained my sight, I realized that I had never been here before. I was hoping for some item that might trigger my memory, but there was nothing. The walls were white, but not pure white, more like a cream. I noticed a rather small shower with a glass door and a little toilet next to it. There was a tiny sink to the near corner of the room with a glass of water and a single pill of Tylenol on the counter.

I gingerly stood up taking a few moments to catch my balance before taking a tentative step. As I walked and regained of feeling of my numb body. I felt something cold and wet against my forehead. Bringing up my hand to my head I felt of piece of cloth and pulled it off. It was wet with water, at least that's what I believe.

I decided to go against my better judgement and take the tablet. After swallowing I went to the door and was about to open it when it swung open by the blonde haired devil.

"You're up," he smiled almost sheepishly

"Yes," I snapped quickly brushing past him

"Not so fast angel," he said gently grabbing my arm

"Let go of me," I spat bitterly

"Okay," he said dropping my hand, "Just don't go too quickly, you might fall,"

"Why do you care?"

"Why? Because I'm fucking in love with you,"

"You ruined the moment by swearing," I said tilting my head slightly to the left, like a dog.

"So if I didn't cuss, would I have gotten a kiss?" he asked cheekily

"Maybe, but keep dreaming," I said moving to walk again

"Oh, my lips aren't the only thing you're kissin' in my dreams," he called as I inspected the room.

It was a bedroom. It has a bed in the end with satin blue sheets and a small closet with a vanity set in the other end, there was a door, that led to the room I just walked out of, the bathroom.

"I didn't know you needed a vanity to apply your makeup," I joked

He simply laughed and cracked a smile causing me to somehow smile.

"I should be mad at you," I said turning to face him to get a good and proper look at him. His eyes has dark bags under them from a lack of sleep, some stubble growing and his hair was a mess, as if he didn't comb it in a few days. He still wore the same dress shirt he was in the day he ruined my dinner and boxers.

"Checking me out angel?" he asked walking up to me causing me to take a step back. He smirked that beautiful smirk at me and took another step forward. This game continued until I was backed into the bed, the back of my knees hitting the mattress and causing me to fall on the bed.

He smirked one last time before landing all of his weight on me. I gasped and tried to pry him off but he was too heavy.

"Get off me!" I screeched

"No!" he protested. I gained some muscle and pushed him off me with all my force

"Okay, you're a lot stronger than you seem," he said coming to sit on the end of the bed while I tried to catch my breath.

"Why'd you kiss me?" I asked all of a sudden

"Why? Again with this question," he remarked

"I know, you fucking love me. But why am I here?"

"You blacked out," he said

"How long?"

"All night, it's been about six hours, I was really worried."

"I've been here? What even is this?"

"My house"

"Your house?" I asked

"Okay, my best friend's uncle who's outta the country's house," he explained

"Why are we here?"

"You may have passed out because of me," he said slowing waiting for me to pounce

"Because of you?" I asked for clarification, getting my punching arm ready.

"Listen, I answered my call, my maybe enemy warned me and was like I better be ready or some shit like that, and then I hung up next thing I knew, you were on the floor with blood dripping from your head. I panicked, thank god no one was around. I rushed to my car and came here. It was close and if I went home my dad would've killed me. I know I'm not your favorite person at the moment, but be glad I was there," he said

"So your 'maybe enemy' is out to get you though me?!" I asked

I didn't a word to come out of his pale lips, the look he gave me was enough

"Why are you so many layer deep?" I asked more myself than him

"Excuse me?" he asked getting off the bed

"You see like someone who's cocky and typical teenager but you have so many different layer and coats and personalities that I can't figure them all out. I usually know people by just looking at them, with you, it's harder. Like you're hiding something," I explained

"You can't read me, but very good observations," he remarked

I blushed unsure of what to do now.

"I should be mad at you," I said once again

"Again with this?" he sighed exasperated

"You kidnapped me!" I yelled getting angry all of a sudden. It was like this ball of fire and hot blazing rage was coming out inside me. All flirting aside, I felt this new fury building up brick by brick inside me, and for some reason I was ready to pounce.

"I saved your life!" he yelled getting angry too

"I won't have been in danger if it wan't for you!"

I was so angry all I could see was red. Plain, dark red. I was angrier than I had ever been in my life. I wanted to kill. Kill for the first day we meet, the undergarments, the fights, the bruises. Everything. Just as I lunged at him, my hand trying to aim for his jaw with hopes of breaking it, Austin's reflexes must've been gold because he managed to catch my arm mid air and flip the coin so now I was pinned tightly against the wall buy his body.
I felt a major sense of deja-vu.

This happened before

"Get back in class," he snapped with a furious tone

"No," I defended, I was not about to become intimidated

"I said get back in class!" he yelled grabbing my wrist

"My apologizes professor, I don't believe you're allowed to use violence against students,"

He had me trapped. Caught and defenceless. I struggle but he only tightened his grip, surly leaving bruises.

"You don't know me Angel,"

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