Mrs bad boy

Mr Bad Boy knows my name?

The smell invaded my senses, filling my nose. I started choking, coughing, I hated the smell of smoke. Wrenching my eyes open, I screamed "The house is on fire!". I thrashed around in my pink...blue covers?

Stopping my thrashing and taking the time to look around I realised that this wasn't my room. oh and this huge T-shirt was not what I was wearing yesterday. I did not have a chandelier in my room, and my walls were purple not grey??!!?! 

If the house was not on fire then why could I still smell smoke. Climbing out of the bed, I nearly tripped on the blankets set on the floor. OhMyGod. Someone slept in the room.

With me!

Trekking towards the door, My hands felt clamming and my heart eat trippled. I tried to tiptoe past the ensuite not sure if anyone was in there. I stopped, my head spinning. OHMY! I'm going to killed by a rich person with an ensuite. 

Stopping right in front of the door I mentally clapped my hands together and chanted a prayer... errmm.. "abba maria dear lord, god be with me"

I placed my hand on the door knob and pulled the door..

Only for it to not open.

Meaning it's locked.

I.AM.GOING.TO.DIE.

I panicked screaming. shouting.yelling banging my head on the door.

"Let me out" I yelled backing away from the door, exhausted. "When I find out who you are, I swear i'll-"

I stopped when I heard a key being inserted into the lock. I turned away from the door, panicking darting my eyes left and right trying to find a weapon, or a place to hide. 

There! under the bed, that always works in movies right? I shugged Running and sliding underneath the bed just as the door was swung open. I hoped they couldn't hear my heart pounding, racing. 

Slowly and eerily someone entered the room. My breathing became heavy. "I'm going to die, i'm goning to die, i'm going to die, i'm going to die." I chanted under mt breath the first thing I saw was boots . Men boots. I took a sharp gasp of breath. I'm.going.to.be.raped and by a rich guy. Suddenly a dark chuckle sounded around the room. 

"mm...." I wonder where laura is ?" a smooth velvet voice echoed around the room. Then I remembered. chocolate and mint. Last nigt. South. While I was struggling to remember what happened last night, my legs were yanked from under the bed, and I was exposed.

A firm hand grasped me from underneath my armpits and yanked me up, I was facing away from him when he said. "Trying to hide from me love" I blushed at the use of the term of endearment. 

"N-NNo" I stuttered. Damn I wasn't even facing him and I was already acting like a fool. "could you please put me down" I squeaked timidly.

"No" he said in reply

"Wh-hy-hy n-n-oot" I gulped nervously "y-you can't just carry me around like this" I rushed out as he began to move.

"Your right" He seemed to pause in concentration. I visibly relaxed 

"T-T-h-ANK y-y-o-" I was cut off as I was being flipped upside down. Literally it felt as if I was flying. I landed on his shoulder and he started moving carrying me like a sack of potatoes.

"Put me down!" I yelled gaining my voice back and pounding my hands on his back. 

"No, I love the view" He chuckled sending shivers up my spine

"Look" I started "I appreciate you helping me... I think even though you changed me into this shirt and i don't even know where your taking me and if you wanna rape me then you need to know-"

 "Excuse me" I was cut off yelping as I felt a hand smack my rear end.

"Shut-up, were going downstairs I'm hungry" He says spoke walking slowly down the stairs.

"Wh-e-ree are you taking me" I spoke cautiously 

"Where else, I'm going to rape you downstairs laura" he spoke, his smooth sent pleasent shivers through my body... STOP! 

I mentally scared myself I shouldn't be thinking about how nice his body felt underneath mine as he walked or how firm his back felt. Or how well my name rolled off his tounge when he said he was going to rape me. 

wait

My name.

As we decended down the stairs I realised he knew my name.

How did Mr Bad Boy know my name? 

As if he read my mind I was gripped by my waist and placed on the ground, at the bottom of the stairs, Eye to Eye with Mr bad boy. Nathan. He leaned closer his eyes gleamed with an unkown emotion.... and lusst...? For me? no. He was so close his cholocate mint breath caressed my face. Oohh I tried so hard to not visibly sniff him. He was so close our noses touched and I found my eyes fixated on his lips.

Finding my fixation amusing he leaned closer, and on instint I closed my eyes, my breathing sped up a strange fluttering feeling spread through my body. I felt his lips tug into a smirk as his lips touched my ear "I know everything Laura" he whispered 

HELLOO... 

I dont know if i shoould change Ntahans name to Tate. Tate south. What do you think comment below I want to hear from you comment below, vote I don't mind.