My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend

Chapter 21

I don’t know what I was thinking about dressing up for school today; everyone looked at

me differently. I don’t think that lever wore makeup to school before and today was a first. Now that I thought about it, when did I ever really wear any makeup on my own without someone intervening for me? I only did it today because my sister insisted, okay, that was a lie. I also did it because I wanted to see Adam’s reaction if he saw me all dressed up. This wasn’t even my dress; it was something my sister had picked out from her closet. It was slightly inappropriate for school, and I was lucky that my parents didn’t see me leave the house like this. That didn’t mean that they wouldn’t spot me going in later. I shake my head; I’ll study about that later.

I freeze when I see Adam walking down the hallway, and my heart stops beating when his gaze falls on me. His eyes don’t look at the dress. Instead, he’s staring at my face. He makes me feel very aware of the makeup there now more than ever.

He ignores some girls trying to talk to him and walks over to me. I gulp when he takes a

few more steps closer to me so that there isn’t much space between us.

He sticks his head to the side as he continues to study me.

“Are you wearing lipstick?” He asks while continuing to examine my face.

My face is red, and I can’t form any words on my lips.

“Did you put on makeup for me?” He asks in a teasing manner. I’m positive that all of the blood in my body has now traveled to my face from the embarrassment of his question.

How could he possibly know that?

My gaze goes behind him, and I notice that many girls from school have decided to stop

and stare at us. If I weren’t careful, everyone would start talking about us, and the news would go straight to my siblings. I couldn’t afford for that to happen. Noah especially will freak out if he sees us like this.

“I don’t think that we should be this close since my brother and sister are back,” I say to him, unable to look him directly in his eyes.

Adam places his two hands on my locker and leans into me. “Or what?” He whispers, his sweet breath fanning my flaming red cheeks.

I can’t think clearly when he’s standing so close to me and looking at me the way that he’s doing right now.

“Get the hell away from my sister!” Noah shouts from across the hall. I jump at the interruption, but it doesn’t affect Adam one bit. His tongue is pressed up against his cheek, and

“She had something on her lips,” he says to Noah. “I was only getting it off.”

With that being said, he turns and strolls away.

are already still in trouble from the last fight

so close

practically kissed his bare chest already or that I was in a shower all alone with him in his room. I shiver at the thought of my brother finding any

that he’s just trying to mess with Bryan since he messed with

reason, I am beginning to believe

did start showing me more attention ever since the cheating

only when he saw that Bryan was there. There may be more truth to

intentions again.

not someone that you should even look at. He’s dangerous and manipulative. I don’t like what I saw between the two of

faith in me makes me feel guilty about my actions. I felt like I wasn‘t even sure who I was anymore. The girl who always played by all of the rules not only lied to her parents about where

you?” Belle asks as she joins in

tells her as

me, or is Noah extra tensed

indeed extra tensed. Was something bothering him that we didn’t know

she asks; I’m surprised it took her

you enter the classroom.”

before I can respond, I hear

shouts from a distance as she runs to

pleased smile. “Just make sure this one isn’t

head as she walks away, just as Abigail reaches

me today?” she inquires. “Did anything happen between you and

know that I went home by him. My brother is already becoming suspicious, and the last thing I want to do is cause him

forgot about that. How did your parents react to the fight yesterday? The whole school is

than an hour having to listen to their lectures. I keep disappointing my parents. It’s the last thing I

moment that you make a mistake; it feels like everyone is

people close to you.

good girl anymore. It’s hard to constantly watch every step

think about any of that.” She says, trying to cheer

spot Bryan and Aria once again at the front. They’re all up on each

that; it’s just that each time that I

both of their eyes widen. My look today was leaving an impression on everyone at school. Bryan looks at me from head to toe, almost as though he cannot believe that it’s me, and

she saw

only ones looking at me; everyone in the class is