Let's Not Fall In Love(我们不要坠入爱河)

Chapter Fifty-Eight

"I'm not lying."

Ba Wei reached out and touched my lips with his fingers, "then why are you poking your lips out?"

"I'm not. You're just looking at my lips to much."

I pushed his hand away and he raised an eyebrow. He took a few steps back and leaned against the counter in front of me.

"Can you blame me? They look nice."

I burst into laughter, "now you're the one whos flirting is bad."

"Is it really that bad?"

As he asked this question he cocked his head to the side making his bangs fall over his eyes. I couldn't help but let a goofy smile spread across my face.

"Um," I started, "I wouldn't say that."

"What's it like then?"

"I'm just not use to it. It makes me uncomfortable."

"Really? It makes you uncomfortable for me to say that every since the day I met you I thought your lips were your best feature."

When I heard that sentence leave his mouth my face turned beet red. I shifted my eyes from his and I heard a chuckle come from in front of me.

"How can you say something like that with a straight face?"

"Why wouldn't I be able to say it with a straight face?" He pushed off the counter and started walking towards me. "It's true."

I laughed, "most people can lie with a straight face too though."

"Oh I know. You do it a lot."

Hearing that sentence caught me off guard. It wasn't in no way hurtful, but it just wasn't something I wanted to hear. I couldn't deny that I do it a lot but he didn't have to say it. What is that supposed to mean?

I didn't say anything and the room fell into the silence. The only thing that could be heard was the hum of the microwave. I pushed my hair behind my ear and glanced up at him to see that he was staring at me. I quickly shifted my eyes back to the floor.

"Ji Nan."

Hearing my name come his mouth almost made me look up but I didn't. As much as I liked how it left his lips I didn't answer. I heard a sigh come from him and shuffling. I raised an eyebrow and glanced up to see him approaching me.

"What are you doing," I asked as I put my hands in front of me? They didn't do much to stop him from coming closer. He grabbed them white aggressively and pined them against my chest. I tried to pull them away but his grip was like iron. "Let go."

"Why," he asked as he pressed his body against mine?

"Because I don't want you to touch me."

The sentence came out my mouth rather cold and I was hoping that it would cause Ba Wei to let go but it didn't. His grip on my hands tightened to the extent where it was almost painful. What the hell is his problem?

"Are you mad?"

I looked up at him, "what do you think?"

"I don't know? I thought you were upset when we came back here but I ended up jerking you off. So you may just be horny."

"Fuck you."

I didn't know what else to say to what he had said. It hit a nerve that I never wanted to be hit. As I stared into his dark eyes something I've never felt before surfaced. Fear. He was scaring me. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. Why won't he let go! I told him to let go!

"Hey," his voice was soft, "look at me."

"Let go," I said as calmly as I could.

I should've never let it happen. Just like everyone else I've ever gave the chance to touch me, to know me; he fucked it up. The hands that held mine made my skin crawl.

"Ji Nan."

"Why do I need to look at you. You said what you need to say. I have nothing to say. I want to leave. Let go."

"I didn't say that to hurt you."

"What was the reason then," I asked as tears started to brim my eyes. "Was it just for shits and giggles? If so I'm not laughing."

He let go of my hands, "Ji Nan, don't cry...fuck."

I watched as he ran his hands through his hair and looked at the ground. The fear that I felt had not gone anywhere but looking at him now made me confused. Just a minute ago he was overly aggressive, but now he's back to himself. What the fuck?

"I didn't mean to say that okay."

"Yeah," I cleared my throat, "sure."

As that word left my mouth his eyes snapped to mine, "I mean it okay. I just want you to be honest with me."

"Honest with you about what," I asked coldly? "I can't lie to you so I don't know what you mean?"

"Why you've been like this. I may be intoxicated but you've never acted like this."

I didn't say anything. Really, I didn't know what I could say. I didn't want to talk about it. I didn't want to think about what happened with my father. The whole point of coming here and being with him was to forget about it.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Of course you don't," he sighed out.

I didn't say anything and neither did he. As the room faded into silence once again I finally realized that the microwave had stopped. I didn't even hear the beeping noise.

I turned my attention from the microwave to Ba Wei to see that he was just standing looking at the floor. I couldn't see his face but judging by his posture he was thinking.

As I stared at him I couldn't help but think about his behavior just now. I had never seen him like that before, but then again I'd never seen him intoxicated either. Ba Wei is usually cold but how he was before was different. His eyes didn't carry anything. They were just dark. Looking into them was like looking into an abyss and having something stare back but can't see it.

"Ba Wei," I called out softly. He raised his head to look at me. "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize. It's not like we're in a relationship or anything anyway."

"No. I need to apologize." I took a deep breath, "I'm sorry that I came here upset and I made you do something that you weren't okay with, and-"

"No," Ba Wei said cutting me off. "I had no issue doing that sort of thing. I just don't want to be the thing that helps you forget your problems and that's it."

I stared at Ba Wei intensely and processed what he said. My eyes widened as I finally understood. He thinks that I used him. With that thought going through my mind I couldn't help but come to the conclusion that alcohol makes Ba Wei a bit emotional. Seeing him like this was the most emotion he had ever shown. It was kind of cute.

"Ba Wei, if you were only a tool for me I would've left after the hand job." I let out a sigh and ran my hands through my hair. "You're too important to me to just be that."

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Hello lovely's I know this is a late chapter but I was having a hard time writing this chapter. At first I didn't know how to go about it but hopefully it flows nicely. Anyway I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Tell me your thoughts. Also don't forget to vote. ❤️❤️