-Mathias's POV-

It was a beautiful day. Or at least to me, it was. I was carrying a cup of steaming coffee, smiling softly at everyone as I did so. No one smiled back, which was fine. I was used to such treatment. Especially from my younger brother, Imaanu. But alas I was in a good mood, but I knew no one else was. Suddenly I bumped into a small figure and was suddenly sprawled out onto the floor. My hot steaming coffee decorated the ground in a shade of brown. Frowning, I rubbed my chest (the area most affected by the collision) and stared at whoever made me fall. It was a female. Curvy body, long blonde hair with a curl besides her, indigo eyes, a pretty face and everything a super model has.

She looked at me and glared. "Asshole..." She muttered with a hint of a Norwegian accent. Sexy. "I'm the asshole?" I say scoffing a bit at the female. "Your tiny ass bumped into me!" She glared again, and said, "I'm 160 centimetres ! That's barely short!" Attracting the attention of some nearby standers. "Woah missy. Didn't mean to destroy your good morning." I say softly, smiling a bit. I stand up and hold my hand out to her. She glared at it and shakingly got up on her own. "Ma'am, I apologize. But why are you acting as if I shoved something in your ass?" I asked her, blinking. She blushed but glared so hard I expected a hole to go through my head. SHe began walking away. I followed her closely. "Ma'am? You okay? Did the fall knock your brain out?" She glared at me yet again and said, "I was having a good day before you happened." She said, frowning. I smile and say, "I apologize again." "I know you don't mean that." She said, and than added, "Probably trying to get a panty shot."

"While you do have a fat ass, I have obligations elsewhere." I say snickering a bit. "Really? Your stupid ass has a girlfriend, joyfriend or boyfriend?" "No, I don't need you though." "Remember that." She said. "Well I have a boyfriend and he would beat your ass if he found out you said that." "Oh that's cool." I say, a bit dully. "Anyway, what's your name pretty lady?" She blinked and glared at me. "None of your business." "just answer the question." I say still smiling. She mumbled something, her face hidden in her jacket. "Hmmm?" "LOVISE. LOVISE BONDEVIK." "What a pretty name for an ill tempered baby." She glared at me and mumbled something in Norwegian underneath her breath.

"And my name is Mathias Kohler!" I say loudly smiling softly. "Ew. Sounds Danish." "Cause it is idiot." I say politely. "Are you stalking me? Kinda feels like you are." "No I'm making amends with a grumpy, ill tempered bitch." She hit me lightly and began walking faster. But her legs were much shorter than mine, so catching up with her was easy. She glared at me again and muttered, "Do you have to follow me like a bodyguard?" "No, but it's fun to get on your nerves." "I- you bitch." "Mhm! Also Lovie it's rude to walk away from someone when they're talking to you. " "Mattie, it's rude to be a stalker." "Ooooh I like the nickname. Gonna call me that for the remainder of our lives?" "No, I refuse to know you for a second longer." "Kinda strange you say that, as you can't shake me off?" "Shut up. You're only like, 12 centimetres taller!" "No, more than that. You say you're 160. I'm...190. And a half." "Fuck you." She blurted out walking even faster. I caught up with her easily again. "I'm actually happy you're so tall. All I see if your chest instead of your ugly face."

"Hmmm, that's nice. I bet I'm more handsome than your boyfriend." "You are not." "Okay. Is all you do glare and act like someone shoved a log up your ass?" "That's all your stupid ass will get from me." She said, flipping blonde hair in my direction. "Excuse me ma'am but I can see your panties. All blue and white and lacy and tight in your ass?" She blushed and pulled her skirt down a bit. "Pervert!" She shouted angrily. "Why are you looking at my ass?" "I'm not! I was just looking at you in general, and I saw it-" "Whatever, perv." She mumbled something else underneath her breath. I smiled and shook my head. "Better hope that other guy doesn't make the moves on you." "What are you talking about?" I point for half a second before she saw it. An ugly man was staring hungrily at Lovise, his eyes full of lust, but he was out of earshot. Lovise cursed and pulled her skirt down again. "Today is not my day." I heard her whisper.

"Got another outfit?" I asked her. She shook her head and I tilted my head in confusion. "What's in the bag than?" She blushed and immediately I knew. "Oh. Ah. Come here." She went over and I hugged her close to my chest. "Why isn't your boyfriend with you?" I whispered. "He's busy." She muttered. "Oh. I see." She twirled her hair on her finger. I held her close, and kissed the top of her head. I heard her gag for half a second than smile and nuzzle her head in my chest. A good actor. The man however, decided now was the proper time to attack. He went over to Lovise and smirked. "Hey~" He purred. Lovise grimaced and looked at him. "Hi. Can you move?" She said in a very flat voice. "Is this ugly man bothering you?" He said about me. I was much taller and more muscular than he was. And a lot handsomer in my opinion. I could've fucked him up, but I stayed still. Lovise's lips twitched and I knew she was itching to say yes, but she just got closer and said softly, "No's he not." She snuggled into my chest.

Smiling I put my hands flatly on her hips. They were round and had dips. Adorable. The man glared at us both. "This piece of shit your boyfriend?" "Yes." She said. He scoffed loudly, and said, "Five seconds ago it looked like he was bothering you!" "H-he gets rowdy sometimes." She said, blushing. "Okay, whatever. Forget him. Baby that skirt is so short it looks like you need to bounce on this dick~" he purrs. Lovise looked like she was seriously about to throw up. Of course, being the idiot I was, I blurted, "Sorry, sir, but she's a bit tired from bouncing on this dick last night." Lovise turned to face me and I knew she wanted to hit me but instead she said, "Baby don't tell our business like that!" She wanted to slap me so badly I could tell. The man scoffed again. "So what? Women are meant to be used like toys. Give her here~" He grabbed Lovise's arm and pulled her out my grip. Lovise was panicking I could tell. Quickly, I punched the man in the face. His nose gave a satisfying crunch as my fist connected with it.

He fell back, blood pouring out his nose. I grabbed Lovise and pulled her away. "You okay?" She was shaking, but nodded. Noticing her hands shaking, i grabbed them quickly and rubbed them. "It's okay. I promise." She looked at me for a second before running. I followed behind and came to find her sitting on a stone ledge of a potted tree. I sat next to her. Immediately she glared at me harshly and said, "The fuck is wrong with you? How dare you say those nasty, vulgar things about me?! I outta beat your ass! You piece of shit-" Instead of looking at her, I looked at her neck. It was creamy white and looked good. Licking my lips I quickly wondered what her number was. "-Are you even listening to me?!" She demanded after a while. "Sure. Can I get your number? I did save you." She mumbled something underneath her breath about how all men are evil even as she wrote her number on a slip of paper. She handed it to me and stood up. "Goodbye, you perv." She said. "Bye, hot-shot." I said smiling at her.

She walked away as I stared at her ass. I sighed dreamily. Today wasn't so bad after all...