Jane POV

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked the stranger who was acting up.

"Excuse me... You are the one who hit me and you are still the same person shouting at me." The stranger yelled at me and I looked at the crowd that was already gathering.

I turned and walked away, ignoring the remaining words that filthy ignorant rascal was saying behind my back.

He didn't even know who he was talking to. If he had known, maybe he would have been lying down on the floor in front of me and begging that I did not remember his cute face.

"Wait up," I said...