His After The Heartbreak (BL)-Chapter 74: My Annoying Fake Girlfriend

Chapter 74- My Annoying Fake Girlfriend

Tyler's POV

What the actual fuck?

I blinked once, twice — just to make sure my brain wasn't playing tricks on me.

But no — Naomi was still standing there, smiling like a little psycho, her hand clutching my arm like she owned me.

What the hell was this little witch doing here?

I couldn't even wrap my head around the situation before Alexis's annoying voice broke through.

"Tyler... what is happening?" she asked, her face twisted in confusion. "Who is she?"

Seriously?

Wasn't it obvious?

I arched a brow, leaning lazily against the wall like I wasn't currently having a mental breakdown.

"Why do I need to repeat myself when she already introduced herself?" I said, playing along.

Might as well enjoy the show since Naomi wanted to drag me into whatever circus act she was performing.

First time in history this little maniac was ever useful. The one time I needed her to disappear — she popped out of nowhere like a pimple on picture day.

Alexis's face flushed red, her nostrils flaring like a bull ready to charge.

"You were so quick to move on," she spat, folding her arms across her chest. "And here you are accusing me like you never moved on."

I scoffed. The audacity.

"Do not twist my words, Alexis." I leaned in slightly, dropping my voice low enough that only she could hear. "I only moved on because I realized you weren't worth the heartbreak."

Her eyes widened, but I wasn't done.

"I never cheated on you — not even once. Trust me, if I had known you were nothing but a two-faced, lying, chronic cheater who couldn't keep her legs closed, I would have cheated. And every fucking day, I regret not cheating on you."

Her face turned pale like I had just slapped her across the face with my words.

Good.

She deserved it.

The crowd watching the drama unfold let out a few gasps, phones already up recording everything.

Serves her right.

Alexis's eyes darted to Naomi like she was searching for a way to take her anger out on someone weaker.

Big mistake.

"And who are you?" Alexis sneered, eyeing Naomi like she was something she stepped on. "Where are you from? What school were you transferred from? Because I'm sure as hell I haven't seen your face before."

Naomi's lips curled into the sweetest, most wicked smile I had ever seen — the kind that promised nothing but trouble.

"That isn't supposed to be any of your business, Ms. Alexa or whatever the hell your name is." Naomi's voice was so sweet it could give you diabetes, but the venom behind her words was sharp enough to slit throats.

"I came here for my man — and here he is. So if you'll excuse us... we're both on our way to class."

Before I could process what the hell just happened, she grabbed my hand and started dragging me away.

And like a fucking idiot — I followed her.

Like. A. Robot.

Alexis stood there frozen, her mouth hanging open while the students snickered and kept recording.

God bless whoever invented the camera phone.

The moment we turned the corner, I snatched my hand away and yanked Naomi into a deserted hallway.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" I hissed, pinning her with a glare.

Naomi crossed her arms and tilted her head, smirking like she didn't just ruin my entire life.

"Calm down, King Kong."

King Kong?

What the—

"I'm not Alexis," she added, flicking her hair dramatically. "You can't scare me with your grumpy face."

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I clenched my fists so hard my knuckles cracked.

"You can never stop being a thorn in my throat, right?"

"Of course not." She grinned wider. "Who would I stress out if not you?"

I ran a hand through my hair, mentally praying for patience.

"You're insane."

"And you're stuck with me." She leaned in, lowering her voice. "As of today, henceforth... I'm your girlfriend."

I nearly choked on air.

"Get that crazy thought out of your mind, Naomi. We are not."

"Oh, I know, Mr. King Kong." She batted her lashes innocently. "But the whole school just witnessed me claim you — and we both know how fast gossip travels around here."

My heart dropped.

Fuck.

She was right.

By lunchtime, half the school would believe we were dating — and by the end of the day, the entire country would probably know.

"Suit yourself," I muttered, turning around to leave.

"Babe, don't leave me," she cooed in the most mocking voice ever.

I stopped dead in my tracks, squeezing my eyes shut.

"God, please kill me right now. I can't take this anymore."

"Don't say that, baby." Naomi pouted. "This is only the beginning. We'll have to fake date for weeks — maybe months — to really sell the story."

I whipped around, glaring at her.

"No. I hope I survive it — because honestly, your voice alone is like a fucking gun that shoots me every time you talk."

Naomi clutched her chest dramatically like I had wounded her.

"Ouch! That's painful."

"Would that fake pain make you leave me alone?"

Immediately, she dropped her hand and smirked.

"It's never going to happen."

I groaned, dragging my palm down my face.

"I blame my mom for introducing you to me as our next-door neighbor."

Naomi's smirk only widened.

"If only she had minded her business that day and never said hi to you, we would've never met."

"Fate works in mysterious ways, babe."

"Don't fucking call me babe."

She giggled, twirling a strand of hair around her finger like the little menace she was.

I glared at her harder.

"What were you even doing in my class? Since when are you a science student?"

Naomi's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Oh, that's the best part! I transferred."

Of course, she did.

"I'm officially a science student now." She flipped her hair. "I know you're proud of me."

"You wish."

She grinned wider.

"As for why I called myself your girlfriend... well, I saw how that Alexa of a girl was sniffing around you like a desperate street dog — and I figured the best way to get her off your back was to claim you."

I blinked.

Wait... what?

For half a second — just half a second — I almost thought that was... nice.

But I'd rather die than thank her.

"You're always faster than your own shadow, Naomi."

"You're welcome." She winked.

"Also, you'll be tutoring me every evening after class so I can catch up on my studies."

I snorted.

"In your dreams."

Naomi leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with pure evil.

"It's already happening, bestie."

I froze.

Did this little maniac just—

"Oh, and one more thing." She smiled sweetly.

"What now?"

"I wanna fuck you before you end."

I nearly choked on my own spit.

"What the— Naomi!"

"I wonder what you taste like," she added, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

"EW! Get that thought out of your mind! What is wrong with everyone? Why does everyone want to fuck me?"

Naomi grinned.

"I don't blame them — have you seen yourself? You're literally walking temptation, Tyler."

She gestured dramatically at me. "Look how hot you are."

Jesus fucking Christ.

I swear this girl was sent straight from hell to ruin my life.

"Anyone who doesn't find you hot must be completely blind, because I personally find you hot. And by the way... even that guy over there can't take his eyes off you." Naomi smirked, tilting her head towards the corner.

My brows furrowed, following her gaze.

"Wait... he looks familiar." Naomi squinted, trying to place the face. "Where have I seen him before?"

The moment My eyes locked onto the figure standing across the hall.

Logan.