For people asking for part 2 to walking sex, it's coming. I like to take my time with writing and I'm starting back school on Monday along with going back to my work so I don't have my free time.
Iv been writing Hunted and wanted to give yous a little teaser thing. I'm making it a slow burn enemies to lovers because who doesn't love enemies to lovers?
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"Yeah, ill meet you there, I left my kit in my car!" I called to Annie, walking out the front of the school. The bell had just rang signalling the end of the day, all pupils were either heading to after school clubs, to their cars or to busses.
Me and Annie had cheer practice which I had been dreading all day after ditching yesterday. Because of a certain someone. I spun my keys in my fingers, scanning around the practically empty parking lot, taking everything in.
I liked to know my surroundings no matter where I was. 15 cars left, a group of 5 standing around one. One buss had just pulled out into the street, the others already left.
Everything seemed safe. That is until I noticed him, he was straddling his bike, his hands fisting his hair as his head hung back. I should have just let him be, let him suffer with whatever shit was going on, but I'm too nice for that.
I walked up to him, clearing my throat to signal I was there. His head lifted to me, a shocked expression on his face "Mack" He spoke.
He was surprised, after the cafeteria he probably thought I wouldn't even look in his direction. So did I, but yet, here I am. Talking to this asshole.
"The one and only" I raised my hands, gesturing to myself, before dropping them back down "And nobody calls me Mack anymore, when I was a kid, yes. Now it's just Kayla."
"I like Mack better" He shrugged.
I felt myself blush, his eyes softening on me. "Problem with your bike?" I asked, nodding to the dirty, banged up Yamaha Frazer, probably bought second hand.
"Won't start" He sighed.
"Mind if I try?" I asked, taking a slow step forward.
"Go ahead" He nodded. I dropped my bag to the ground, stepping up to the bike, I placed my hand on the key and knew exactly what was wrong, I pressed down on it hearing it click.
"Key wasn't in all the way, dummy" I laughed, turning the key and the bike roared to a start.
"Oh— I knew that" He pursed his lips, looking down at me. He crossed his arms over his chest, the leather jacket stretching by his muscles.
"I have to get to practice" I picked up my bag, swinging it over my shoulders.
"Practice? You play football or something?" He pulled gloves out his pockets, slipping them over his fingers. The nerves in his hands more prominent than ever.
"Cheer" I answered, clenching my jaw, already expecting what was coming.
"Cheer" He raised his brows, tilting his head down, his body shaking with silent laughter "I didn't picture you as the Pom-Pom type."
"Helps me fit in, keep a good cover" I narrowed my eyes at him. His muscles tensed at my answer, obviously my secrets bothered him. Good.
"That explains your 'friends' then. They don't seem like your type."
"Not that you would know, you scared all my friends away" My tone was no longer friendly banter but more scolding. Anytime I got close to someone or even whispered the term friend, Tom would go to that person, give them dirty lies about me and make sure nobody would even dare look in my direction.
His eyes met mine with deadly rage, but there was something behind them, like there was something I didn't know. "Get to practice, Mack. Wouldn't want you to miss out of the go team go chant."
"Suck a dick, Holland" I scoffed, turning on my heels and heading forward to my car.
"Oh I'd rather you sucked mine!" He called. I glanced back at him for a moment, a smug smile on his lips as he slipped his helmet over his face. I bit down on my tongue as to not say anything back.
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FanfictionThis is my first ever smut book so don't judge, warning I do have dyslexia so sorry if I spell anything wrong (For anyone who saw the announcement I redacted it, I'm back writing on here. Also before you read just skip to after the announcement cha...