the good boy gone bad

shotgun kiss.

Xander looks over at me and starts twiddling his thumbs together, again. I pull my legs off Layton and sit up straight, pulling out a cigarette from itʼs box. I get off my seat and stand in front of him. "Get up." He hesitates for a second but  obeys me, and he stands up, hovering gorgeously above me. I smell the sweet but musky aroma of his perfume and I cannot seem to get enough of it. I stick my arm out behind me and Layton puts the lighter in my hand. I flick the lighter and the cigarette burns up. "You sure you want to do this?" I ask him and get no reply but a gulp.

I stand right under his chin, feeling his hot chest against mine. I inhale from the cigarette, keeping it in my mouth. He brings his head down to mine, his lips inches from my own. "Inhale your own smoke," he says quietly but loud enough for the whole group to hear. He walks away, towards the sliding doors and into the mall. "Oh my God! Did Zahairya just get rejected? The biggest fuck girl of them all. Rejected?!" Kallie exclaims and the group bursts out laughing. I shake my head, telling them to shut up. 

He walks quickly in front of me, not noticing that I'm behind him. He moves quickly into a clothing shop full of cardigans, typical Xander. I watch him as he travels the aisles, still not recognizing my presence. Until I travel up behind him while he looks at a checkered flannel jacket. "It would look good on you," I say to him as he jumps back and turns to face me. "You following me?" he asks. "Maybe. Try the jacket on." He flips the jacket around himself, putting it on and straightens out the sleeves, he turns to me for approval. I move forward until our chests are almost touching each other. I place both my hands on his chest and he gasps at my touch. I gradually drag my nails down his chest, I flick my eyes up and look at him, his face is awe and his mouth dropped. I climb onto my toes, touching his nose, "It looks good, Xander."

I walk a few steps away from him so that I'm not in his face and I watch as he tries to adjust to the new setting of me not being under his nose. "Mhm, he liked that," I think to myself. "Oh yeah, thank you, I'll buy it," he quickly says to me. He walks away first and I trail behind him. He purchases the jacket and asks me, "Are you going to stay with me for a while or are you going back to your friends?" "Well, do you want me to stay with you for a while?" He looks at me, shakes his head and smiles, "Yeah, sure," "Then I'll stay with you." We walk out of the shop together and the awkward silence is broken by him asking, "Why do you hang out with them anyway? All they do is drink and smoke." "Reputation, Xander. Everything works around a reputation and respect," I say back to him. "Oh, I see. Want to get something to eat?" I turn back to him and nod, "Oh wait, can we go outside quickly? I need a cigarette." "Sure."

We walk back out of the mall to a secluded parking lot. He stands next to me as I pull out my box of cigarettes and light one up. "Why do you smoke?" He asks me. "So curious to find out more about me, sugar?" I ask him with a smirk. He starts blushing at my question, "Uh..no...just wanted to know." "It relieves me, smoking makes me feel less tense all the time, smoking makes me feel like a normal person should feel," I reply back to him, handing him the cigarette. "Oh, no, I haven't smoked." I bring it back up to my mouth and start chuckling to myself. "What? What's so funny?" He asks while a laugh brings itself upon him too. "You're innocent, I like it." His laugh stops and he tries to figure what I just said, I turn to stand in front of him. My eyes going from his lips, to his eyes, and back again. "You look at me like that a lot," he says to me, turning away. "What? You don't like it?" I ask him. "I didn't say that, it just makes me nervous," he replies, turning back to me. "Why do you think I do it?" I laugh to myself.

We start walking back into the mall together, he tells me about himself, speaking really quickly and it only makes me smile. We walk into the food court and he asks me, "Pizza, burgers, hotdogs, chips, you pick." I lie and say, "Oh no, not hungry. I'll just have a drink, you get something though." He gives me a suspicious eye and walks over to the pizza parlour, ordering his food and me a milkshake. Together, we sit opposite each other in a secluded booth. I can't help but stare at his arms, the way his muscles bulge out in that cardigan, the shape and curve on every one of them. "Hello? Earth to Zaiharya?" I snap out of my day dream of him and start laughing, "Sorry, sorry, howʼs your pizza?" He takes another bite of a slice, explaining what pizza he got and why he likes it. "Make your move, now." My mind is loud. As he continues to speak, I slip my foot out of my shoe, and gradually, slide it against his leg, starting at his shin. His knee shoots up, causing his cool drink to spill, he looks at me with wide eyes, wondering what I'm doing. "Keep talking, Xander," I smirk at him. I hear how loud his gulp is, as he tries to gather his words. "Yes, uhm...Iʼve always liked..pepperoni."

My foot travels to his thigh and I start caressing it. I move it further up, to his upper thigh. His breathing patterns are sky-rocketing by this act of mine and I must admit, so are mine, it's so hot seeing him react to me this way. I journey a bit further up, reaching his tip and that's when he exclaims, "Fuck. Stop that, I can't." I drop my foot down and place it back in my shoe, "Mhm," I say out loud, looking at my milkshake and traveling back into his eyes. "We should go, Zahairya, let's just go," he says to me, closing his pizza box and grabbing his packet of clothing. We walk in silence for a bit and I can tell he's thinking a bit too loud.

"Hey, I think Iʼm going to head out, I need to get home anyway, I...had fun..thanks," states Xander as he turns for the exit. "When you said that you can't, what did you mean by that?" I question him. "I..have someone, I just can't."
He walks away from me, and I feel a sinking feeling inside me. "No, I'll get him, I know exactly how he feels about me, I'm going to get him."