Why Not to Date a Bad Boy.

Chapter 17- They know how to wait

Hey guys when you read this chapter I know this picture comment will run through your mind.

Hope you enjoy, and I already have the next chapter halfway done so hopefully early update.

But I want to dedicate this chapter to @jojo4737

She voted on two chapters and as you can see I don't have many votes so she made my day. Hope your reading and I make your day!

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Chapter 17- They know how to wait

"Stop!" I squeak right before Vincent kisses me. His breath fans my face and my heart is beating against my chest.

I open one eye peaking at his face. He's looking at me his eyes cold and I bite my lip.

I'm such an idiot, I tell him to kiss me then tell him to stop when he's going to actually kiss me. Was I scared? Yes. But of what?

Vincent pulls away turning around running his fingers through his hair.

I open my other eye and see his clenched fists and I regret everything. He's angry with me now.

"Your such a fucking tease Spencer!" He says turning towards me and my jaw drops. I knew he was mad but not that mad. He points at me accusingly and I look at his finger then back up at him.

"Do you lead all the guys on? Is that what your doing with Peter leading him on? I thought I was a player but what does this make you?" He asks and my face turns red. His voice is rising and I remember we are in the mall parking lot and people are starting to look at us.

But I didn't mean to lead anyone on, I didn't even think anyone of them liked me. Peter know I just need him for information, and Vincent doesn't know anything.

"I-I" I start but I'm cut off by moisture in my eyes. I look away from him not giving him the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

"Y-you what?" He asks mockingly. I shut my eyes keeping my tears from spilling. I hear a slam and jump slightly. I look up and see he's pinch a pole that's in the parking lot. My eyes widen and I see his knuckles bloody. I want to go help him but his word keep haunting me.

What does that make me. A slut?

I shake my head of those thoughts and take a step towards Vincent.

"It's just complicated you know?" I ask and he looks at me his face angry once again.

"What's so complicated?" He asks and I scoff.

"The fact that you want to go hang out with that cashier later." I say crossing my arms over my chest. "Don't be such a hypocrite Vincent, your the king of sluts and I don't even know how many girls you've hooked up with in the past week." I say finally backing myself up.

"Get over yourself Spencer, we aren't boyfriend and girlfriend you have no right to be jealous." he says standing clenching his fists. I feel my anger grow and I turn around opening my car door.

"You don't either, I saw your face when me and Peter where talking. You were more jealous than a husband with his wife." I say and Vincent sort of looks taken back.

"I'm leaving. You can find your own way home." I say and get in the car. I start the engine and don't look over at Vincent because I know I'll regret leaving him there.

I pull out of my space and drive out of the parking lot but look in the rearview mirror and see Vincent staring after me and I look away immediately.

I drive and I have this bad feeling in my stomach, like maybe that wasn't the best way to stick up for myself.

I'm halway back to my dorms when my phone rings. I look at the caller ID and see it Sawyer. I furrow my brows but answer the call.