I Crashed His Car, Then He Crashed My Life Chapter 05

I Crashed His Car, Then He Crashed My Life Chapter 05

That bizarre image haunted my brain for the entire day.

Like some HD wallpaper that absolutely should not exist in my mind.

Before bed, I saw a message from Xavier.

His profile picture had changed to a penguin holding grass in its beak.

The text on it said, “Emotionally Unavailable Prodigy.”

Xavier texted, “Grace saw everything. You have to take responsibility.”

I said, “!!”

I thought for a moment.

“Aren’t you Emotionally Unavailable?”

The other side showed typing for a long time.

Xavier replied, “Yes. Emotionally Unavailable.”

“Emotionally Unavailable, okay?”

I said, “?”

At the same time, Sienna messaged me.

“I’m dying laughing, babe. Someone’s down bad. Xavier, that menace, just changed his profile picture, and I

screenshotted it.”

“Emotionally Unavailable? He might as well write down bad across his forehead. Hahahahaha.”

I sprayed water from my mouth.

My mind was full of images I absolutely should not be thinking about.

Great.

My brain was no longer clean.

I had a busy week of lab sections.

To stop my brain from short-circuiting again in front of Xavier, I rejected his dinner invitation.

I used the very legitimate excuse that I had to write a summary.

In reality, I turned around and went to a Westwood bar night I had planned with my roommate.

I was holding a sweet cocktail and playing Truth or Dare with a younger classmate, Ethan Cole.

Suddenly, the room got lively.

“Oh my God, Xavier is here. He’s so hot. Someone drop the modeling tutorial.”

“No wonder one side-profile photo of him blew up the campus confession Instagram.”

My roommate shook my arm excitedly.

“I wonder which lucky doomed soul will hit the jackpot someday.”

I said, “…”

I instinctively shrank down and tried to hide myself in the air.

Unfortunately, when Xavier passed by, he spotted me at once.

The moment our eyes met, he narrowed his eyes.

His thin lips moved soundlessly.

“What a coincidence, Grace.”

I looked away guiltily and pretended I was just an innocent passerby.

Unfortunately, my luck tonight seemed cursed by LA traffic.

I kept losing all night.

And drinking all night.

The mouth of the bottle pointed at me again.

My roommate revealed a very malicious smile and pulled $5 from her pocket.

“Dare. Go ask the Westbridge campus heartthrob if $5 can buy him for 1 day.”

I said, “…”

The whole table exploded.

The cheering nearly lifted the roof.

I really could not drink anymore.

Besides, Xavier seemed so good-tempered.

He probably would not mind that I had told him I was writing a summary, then ran to a bar instead.

Probably.

I held the $5 and walked stiffly up to Xavier.

He leaned there and looked at me with interest.

“Grace is studying here?”

I laughed awkwardly twice.

“Yes. Haha.”

Then I held out the $5.

“Can I buy you for 1 day with $5?”

Several people beside us immediately screamed, as if they had witnessed true love at a Hollywood premiere.

I frantically whispered, “It’s a dare. Just a dare.”

“Sorry for bothering you.”

Just as I was about to run, my wrist was suddenly caught.

Xavier stood up and stepped closer, the distance between us closing instantly.

He gave a faint hum, his tone serious enough to sound nothing like a joke.

“$5 is the price for 1 month.”

“A 1-month term. More is allowed. Less is not.”

I went stupid.

In the moment my brain blue-screened, he took the $5 from my hand.

His lips curved slowly.

“Deal.”

“Let’s go.”

I said, “??”

Even after returning to my seat, my brain was still under system maintenance.

Xavier sat down as if he owned the place…

He also conveniently squeezed Ethan away from the seat beside me.

Ethan was a little drunk and complained pitifully.

“Grace, look how arrogantly he’s stealing you.”

Xavier tugged lightly at the hem of my shirt, that beautiful and dangerous smile still on his lips.

“Grace, who do you want sitting next to you?”

I always felt that smile was a little eerie, like a pretty house hiding a basement underneath.

So I rubbed my arms and patted his hand comfortingly.

The drinking game ended in a strange atmosphere.

Xavier followed behind me like a clingy puppy.

“Grace, I’ll take you home.”

He had blocked quite a bit of alcohol for me.

Now he looked a little dazed, which somehow made him even more obedient.

I shook my dizzy head and did not notice the extra messages on my phone.

“Gracie, what’s going on? I saw you and Xavier drinking together in the gossip group chat.”

“Ahhh, that menace goes off the rails when he drinks. It’s scary. Gracie, stay away from him.”

When we got home, the aftereffects of the sweet cocktails fully hit.

I stumbled around, feeling for the light switch, but could not find it.

The next second, someone caught my wrist and pressed it against the wall.

I instinctively struggled.

“Huh? A thief.”

A low laugh sounded by my ear.

In the dark, I could not see Xavier’s eyes.