My Boyfriend Is A Campus Bad Boy

"Hey, wake up now!"

"Come on, Halora! We're going to be late for the second time around!"

Sebastian tapped her shoulders since they arrived at the airport. He tried to wake her up yet, Halora had slept in peace.

"What should we do now? She's sleeping like a grease!" He told Greg coldly. He gasped, looked at Halora for a moment. "Are you going to wake up or I will kiss you right now, Young Lady!"

"Don't try to fool her around, Young Master. We both know that she's not into you, am I right?"

"I don't care! I just ba–badly need to obey mother's favor in exchange for s– something great and p– priceless! I don't know exactly but I can't disobey my mother!"

Sebastian looked at his way and explained things to Greg. He never wanted to be with Sandra but fortunately, he woke up late earlier and he was left by the airplane.

He bowed his head, stared at the time. "Thirty minutes before our flight." He spoke, took a long sigh of relief. "I never thought that she could sleep that long and easily!"

Greg caressed his chin as he stared at the young lady who slept like she was in her bedroom. Her face was too bright as if she were truly happy and contented with her life.

He said, "Should I carry her inside for you, shouldn't I?"

But instead of agreeing, Sebastian shook his head. He panted, moved closer to Halora and he suddenly pinched her nose. "Wake up, Ha–"

"H– hey, why did you do that to my nose?" Halora asked him. She looked disappointed with the way he nipped her pointy tipped nose. She then looked at her feet, caressed them gently until they became calm. "I... I have an allergic reaction to dust or even smoke, and the doctor said I... should have to avoid any things that can trigger it."

Greg felt guilty for the young master's careless actions. He didn't know what was the consequences but it was not their intention. He breathed deeply and let Sebastian handle it.

"You've been sleeping for almost a year! And I've been trying to wake you up but... but it didn't help, for goodness's sake!" Instead of asking apology, he raised his voice at her. He acted like he was the victim and Halora was the suspect.

To avoid a senseless argument, she looked away from his deep gaze. Halora replied, "I'm sorry for sleeping too long. I... I didn't sleep well last n– night."

She explained to him even though he owed her an apology. Rather than being superior, Halora turned her head and opened the door for herself.

It was too late for Greg to help when her feet already touched the ground. He then walked closer into the trunk, took off their things as quickly as the fake love faded.

"Here's your things, Young Lady."

She faked a smile at him, "Thank you for helping me out. It seems like young master is not in the mood." She giggled as her sparkling set of white, perfect teeth flaunted.

But she noticed that Greg remained serious and loyal towards the young master who looked like a king.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

Out of the blue, Halora blinked her eyes because of what she heard. She then looked through the opened tented window and to the young man who was seated still inside of the black, luxury car.

Her heart filled with doubt, worry, and nervousness. She had no idea what it was all about but she saw the sincerity in his eyes.

Despite being confused, she nodded her head and replied, "Wh– what kind of f– favor?"

He waved his hands in front of her until a sweet, wide smile appeared on his face. "Watch over him for me and for his grandpa, it was the only thing he told me before we fetch you earlier."

A sign of relief flaunted because of Halora's manifestation and responses. She swallowed greedily like a thirsty, poor woman who had finally found a place filled with water and a way how to survive.

"I know you understand what I meant to say, Young Lady. I trust and believe in you but for now, you should convince him to hurry up before you miss your flight again!"

Greg sounded like a biological father to Sebastian. He knew what was the good and best for him as a parent's dream for his child.

To ensure that she will keep and fulfill her promises, Halora smiled at him, "I'll try my best to make it." She said.

By then, she turned around to convince Sebastian who looked pissed off at her. She knocked off the door, pleaded, blinked her eyes even though he wouldn't see her face inside.

Unfortunately, nothing changed and happened. Halora felt tired, thirsty, and hurry at the same as she forgot to eat breakfast and lunch.

"Come on, Sebastian! I... I've been daydreaming about going a trip by myself or with my best friend but now that it finally came true, I think it will be buried deep down in my soul."

She pouted, crossed her arms like she used to be when she was younger than ever. Her almond–roundish eyes began to besiege with her tears.

But little did she know, Sebastian watched at her from inside. He wanted to laugh at her yet his heart said something different than his mind.

He cursed into the wind, opened the door abruptly. "Let's go! Before my mind change." Sebastian wore black sunglasses which caught the passenger's attention.

He walked like a King in the modern world with his plebes behind him. But secretly, Greg and Halora bumped their fists when she succeeded in the end.

They followed the campus bad boy into the entrance silently, ignoring the girls who had stolen photographs of him from afar.

"I thought no one could ever have the chance to follow me here! And I don't fcking know why they are always chasing after me!"

"Alluring face and a strong charisma runs in your blood, Young Master. You should be thanking those girls for admiring you, right Halora?" Greg asked her.

But because she was thinking about other things, Halora mumbled something that entirely changed his temperament.