The Bad Boy's Love

The date

I went home after school to get ready for my date with Blake. When I got home i looked in the mirror and thought 'Who am I?'

I walked into the walk-in closet in my big ass bedroom- I live in a mansion- and started looking for something decent to wear.

I sifted through and tried on every outfit in my closet before I found the perfect dress. It was a peach dress with a lace back that reached my mid thigh. It hugged my curves perfectly and made my ass and boobs look good. He did say he wanted sexy.

After finding some nude pumps and putting on some natural makeup, I looked at myself in the mirror and I felt disgusted with myself. I was slim, had long tanned legs, long thick, glossy, brown hair and full lips. I looked like a supermodel but I still felt ugly.

Just as I was about to start crying I heard the doorbell ring. He's here.

Our butler opened the door as walked down the stairs in slow motion. The look on Blake's face made all of the hours of preparation worth it. He was clad in a black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, black jeans and black boots. He looked smokin' hot.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs Blake looked at me with his usual smirk but his eyes were glistering with emotion. He was staring at me and I suddenly felt very self conscious. "Um...hi," I said looking down at my feet. "Hey babe. You look really good," he complimented and I couldn't help the blush that crept up to my cheeks because both the compliment and the nickname. He was so amazing. I responded with a simple, "Thanks". "Let's get going then."

"Where are you taking me?" I enquired as soon we were seated in his car, "If I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise, Babycakes," he replied in his sweet melodic voice that sounded like angles singing in perfect harmony. He switched on the radio and 'I'll Make Love To You' was playing. He gave me a suggestive look and I could feel my cheeks heating up. Oh gosh.

The rest of the car ride was relatively silent with only Blake's soft humming and the quiet playing of the songs on the radio filling the car. It wasn't an awkward silence, it was...comfortable."You have a really lovely voice," I said instantly feeling embarrassed for voicing my thoughts. He chuckled and replied, "Thanks. I didn't realise that I was humming that loud," "You weren't, I'm just attentive."

"Here we are," Blake/Potential Bae said parkin the car in the parking lot of a fancy little Italian restaurant."This is beautiful, Blake," "Yeah, the food's even better."

"So...what's good here? I asked scanning the menu, "Everything but I tend to go for the spicy risotto," "Okay, I'll get that then." He smirked at me and said, "Good choice."

"Where are you from?" I enquired digging into my food. "Well I was born in Chicago but we moved to New York when I was about 9 years old," he spoke never taking his eyes off of mine. It was like he was studying my soul, "Why did you move here?" He shrugged and said,"Reasons, " but something in his eyes told me that it was a painful reason. I could see in his eyes that this boy had been hurt and I wanted to be the one to fix him. I wanted this bad boy's love (a/n: see what I did there? ; )). I knew from the look in his eyes that he had been through a lot and that his past was rough unlike mine as a rich white girl. I wanted to break through his wall and find his true heart.

I found out a little about Blake; his favourite band is The 1975, he hates anything that had to do with school, he's an only child and lives with his mother, he used to be in a band and he hates country music. I found over ther course of the night that Blake and I had a lot in common. I'd like to think that he found a lot about me as well. "It's getting late, I should get you home." Blake said looking deep into my eyes,"Yeah, we should go."

The ride back home was filled with laughter and jokes. I couldn't stop laughing thee entire time. Despite his tough, bad boy exterior, Blake is really funny.

When we got to my house Blake walked me to my door and we stood there for a while. Blake couldn't stop looking at my lips neither could I, his. We were so close that all he had to do was lean in a little closer and our lips would be touching and he did. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. Our lips moved in sync as he pulled my closer to him. I gasped as his hands continued to roam over my body while mine were tangled in his mop of curls. He swiped his tongue on my bottom lip asking for entrance which I gladly granted. Blake's tongue was sweet like nectar from a flower as he explored with it the inside of my mouth. I tugged on his hair and he growled sexily into my mouth. When he gently tugged on my bottom lip with his teeth I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips. We made out passionately until we had both run out of breath. When we pulled back we were both breathing heavily as he rasped, " I had a great time tonight Sabrina. I'll see you tomorrow." He gave me one last kiss before he left but he would always be in my dreams and maybe even my nightmares.

This is an authors not because I thought I should write one.

I hope that none of you have a nightmare. Lol, inside joke.