PLAYING WITH HEARTS

~ The deeper you fall; the harder it is to get up and move on.

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"Promise?" I wanted to make sure… to have a promise seems fit for the situation.

"Promise." He replied and snaked his arm around my waste, I didn't mind anymore. I smiled, this day surely is well.

All I hope for now is that this would really last forever, without anything or anyone impeding. No hindrance, really. At that day and specific moment, I became the onlygirlfriend of the not anymore playboy Natsume Hyuuga. I smiled at the thought of that.

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I'm still in awe, not because I'm the girlfriend of The Natsume Hyuuga as what Permy and her cronies would call him – but because I was the girlfriend of another hot playboy. Okay, so I admit that I'm attracted to him; that doesn't change the fact that I still despise him a little due to his reputation as a playboy.

Now, I'm under the shade of a sakura tree where people don't even know exist, and that's what's great – it's perfectly isolated from the public. I grabbed a novel from my purple sling bag and read the sixth chapter wherein the main antagonist shows up and the main protagonist fights for the girl he dearly loves.

I was in the climax of the chapter when an ice cold voice called. By reflex movement, I looked at the owner of the voice, knowing perfectly who it was and returned reading the climax of the chapter. The owner of the voice seemed annoyed and called me the nickname he gave me when I first met him.

"Polka, don't you ignore me when I'm calling you. I told you to wait for me at your dorm door, and guess what? I've waited ten minutes there, looking like a complete idiot." He was completely fuming up with annoyance and irritancy.

"Shut up, Natsume, I'm reading a novel as you can inevitably see. And here's a given fact, I never even agreed to this, I mean waiting for me at my dorm room every morning. So why waste time going there even though I've told you that I won't be there this late at the morning?" I questioned him, still reading the novel, not even minding to look at him.

Oh yes, we've been together for about three months since my first day here in Alice Academy. When the word got out that I was dating him, Permy and her cronies decided to give up on Natsume since he's mine already and I'm his. Hotaru, on the other hand, decided to give me warnings about him, him being the playboy he was, but I decided that it was the past and he changed to someone who's still haughty, egoistic, cocky and very cold. Though at special and rare occasions, he's sweet, caring, thoughtful and very open. After a month, Permy became my friend, though she hates me for calling her Permy all the time, but that can't be helped, right? And so now, a fuming Natsume was glaring at me for not commanding his commands.

He got my wrist and pulled me up; making the novel I was reading fall to the grassy grounds. I was about to shout at him when I stared at his alluring crimson eyes, my mind went blank – completely blank.

I never liked it when he glares at me eye to eye; it makes me uncomfortable and sometimes, terrified of what he plans on doing to me. This happens whenever he's so angry at me and when he's totally pissed off – just like now.

"Hear me, Polka. You're my girlfriend and you're supposed to be kind, caring, sweet and thoughtful just like other girlfriends should be to their boyfriends," his tone was very pissed off.

"But I'm not like those girls; I'm not those girls who would like to go the Love Tunnel whenever there's a carnival in town or those in amusement parks with their boyfriends. I'm the kind of girl who would love to watch gore and horror films as much as I want to." I elaborated to him.

"Oh, and could you soften your grip on my wrist, it hurts already," I added at him. He didn't let go, but he let his other hand ruffled his messy raven hair.

"God woman, why can't you be like a normal girl?" he asked me, sounding so frustrated. I sighed and caressed his left cheek with my other hand to lessen the eerie atmosphere and it seemed to work because he let go of my wrist, leaving a purple mark there but that doesn't matter.

"Don't get too worked up, Natsume. I'm sorry, okay?" I apologized to him, sounding so insincere.

I sat down to the grassy ground and grabbed my novel and shoved it to my purple sling bag. I patted the ground beside me, gesturing him to sit down. He complied, surprisingly.

My phone rang and I picked it up. And I regretted answering that phone call, it was Rui, the bastard still has the guts to call me. It's been about three months since he last called him, why bother to call by now. Shock was written all over my face and unfortunately, Natsume noticed and looked at me.

"Yo, babe, I'd be transferring to your school tomorrow. Let's meet up, alright? And what's with that Hyuuga being your boyfriend ain't true, right?" he asked me, still with the sweet voice he used to allure girls to him, the one I used adore when I used to be in love with him.

"Don't babe me, you bastard. Why even bother transferring here? I mean, I already a boyfriend here and you're damn right, Hyuuga Natsume is indeed my boyfriend," I spat at him, full of hatred and venom.

"Doll face, I'm only coming back to get you back, of course. And I know you would eventually break up with that Hyuuga fellow there and come back to me. So by then, see you and take care of yourself," I wonder why he didn't even feel threaten, as if there's a big chance of me and him to go back to the old days, as if I would. I decided to end the call since it was a waste of time to talk to him.

"It's that Hanaki guy, huh. And he'll be transferring here and he would steal you from me. Won't he, Polka?" He didn't question me; he more like stated it like a fact. I only manage to nod my head like those free bobble heads you get from cereal boxes. Over three months and he already managed to make me easy to read for him – like an open book. And that sucks a lot, you know.

"He won't be a bother. Don't worry." I told him, pecking him on the cheek to assurance.

"Tch, he surely won't be," he replied and smirked at me.

"Strawberries, you seriously need to mature, Polka," he smirked again, only wider this time.

I whack his head using my sling bag while he dodged it effortlessly.

"C'mon, Natsume! It's been months and still you're still looking at my underwear, pervert!" And yes, the fact that he still looks at my underwear didn't change and that really pisses me off.

"Err-" I was about to say something when I felt something smooth on my lips and what I was about to say got muffled.

"Keep it and don't ever lose it. Lose it and it means we're over, tch." He was always like this, especially when he gives gifts; like he doesn't even want to give the gift. Never minding that, I opened the red velvet box and my eyes went wide – it was a silver locket, and at the back of locket was NxM forever, it was in crave with gold linings. And it was very, very thoughtful of him to buy this one fore me.

"Omg, Natsume! This is so like the best gift you ever gave me and even though, you always scowl whenever you give gifts; it was still greatly nice of you. I wonder what hit your head today…" I hugged me him tightly and greatly astounded when he smiled at me. The smile he rarely shows.

"Glad you like it, little girl," he told me. Oh wait… little girl? I'm already seventeen! Then again, I'll let it pass today; I don't want to spoil this moment by retorting a very sarcastic thing to him.

Natsume then quickly shoved his mouth to mine and it took me by surprise, he the engaged a tongue battle and being completely under his control, he won, as always. The kiss was innocent at first then it became intense that I could his hand going under my skirt and I know where this is going. He always does this but then, I always stop him. I don't want to do this yet and especially here, in the campus too.

I pushed him with all the strength I could muster at that moment and succeeded. He then made a scowl and he's brows narrowed, inevitably he was upset again. This would often happen, so by now, I got used to it. And again, lectured him that I don't want to do this yet and he would often grunt when I lecture him.

The school bell then rang and that means it's time for the most dreadful subject in face of the earth – Math. I grunted in response to the school bell.

"Let's go, Natsume," I told him as I took my sling bag and took Natsume's hand in mine. Natsume, still scowling at me, tighten the grip on my hand, like always. And I loved the feeling of him holding my hand, like he has a fire within him that makes him so warm to hold.

Ah, dreadful Math subject with the dreadful teacher, Jinno-sensei. This would be a long hour as ever; at the end of the day, I would go relearn these equations and still won't get it. Aargh.

I'm so terribly sorry for the very long update, I got busy due to school workso and et cetera. Sorry again :)

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Til the next chapter, folks ;D