the good boy gone bad

164.

After Xander leaves, I walk back outside to meet the rest of my friends. "Ouu, where have you been?" Kallie asks me. "On her knees in front of Xander?" Nate bursts out laughing. "Oh please, you're just saying that because Kallie wouldn't suck you off,"I remark. The whole group goes dead, awkward silence filling the air until Layton cracks up in laughter, saying, "Why are you guys mad? It was funny." Layton is laying down on the couch, I sit on top of his legs while he rubs my thigh. "Tell me what happened, did you kiss him yet?" Layton asks me. "Hah, no, he's got a girlfriend, but you should've seen the way he folded when I played footsy with him," Layton and I both burst out in laughter. "Do you think youʼll make him fall?" "Layton, please, has there ever been an occurrence where I haven't made someone fall?" He giggles as he lifts himself up on his elbows, leaning in, to kiss me. "I know I sure have."

All of my friends and I get off the couches and clean the tables around evening time, we grab our stuff and head for the sliding doors. Layton keeps his hand in my back pocket, squeezing a few minutes in between. "Zai, you riding with us or Layton?" Elise asks me, pointing to Kallieʼs car. "Itʼs all good, Iʼll take her home," Layton replies, looking at me for confirmation and I nod. Kallie comes up to me, envelops me in a hug and kisses my cheek, I greet the rest of the group before I jump into Laytonʼs passenger seat. He plays my favorite music and I start thinking to myself. "Laytonʼs always been around for me. Why did we stop dating?" "Oh yeah, I got obsessed then I fell out." Itʼs a regular for me, I donʼt really believe in falling in love or even developing a crush because all I have ever done is gain an attachment and lose it in a week.

As soon as Layton drops me off at home, it's around 7. I kiss him quickly and he spanks my ass, once again, before I leave. I walk into the house, greeting my father with a kiss, and he offers me supper. "No thanks, Kallie and I ate after school. How was your day, though?" I ask my father as his face drops. Somethingʼs wrong and I need to fix it. "Your mother phoned me today," He says to me. And, that's all I needed for my day to get ruined. "Oh, and what happened?" I ask him as I sit on the couch opposite him. "Sheʼs coming tomorrow, for visiting, she wants to see you. Listen, I understand how things have been between the two of you, it is okay if you do not want to see her-" " I don't want to see her and I won't, thanks dad but this is something I just cannot do," I reply to him, taking a sip of his drink. "I understand, angel, I'll let her know."

I walk upstairs and start undressing myself, my curtains lay opened and the cool air feels good against my skin. I stay wearing just a bra and shorts, checking my socials on my phone. I light up a cigarette and put my speakers on, listening to my favorite playlists. I turn to look outside the window, and that's when the whole world slowed down and seemed to crash down. Heʼs wearing Nike shorts and a vest, he laughs with some of the boys Iʼve seen around in the estate, the street lights complimenting his brown skin. I stare at him walking past my house for a bit until our eyes meet. Once again, everything is in slow motion. His laugh slowly drops as he meets my eyes, his mouth opened wide, obviously we are both in shock. It's Xander, and he lives in my fucking estate. It takes me a moment to snap back to reality and realize what I'm wearing. I quickly jump back from the window, sitting on the bed, in absolute despair. "This makes everything so much worse and better at the same time. He lives in my estate, and he's seen me topless. Great job, Zai." I say to myself. I grab a fresh and crisp towel and go into my bathroom, my mind replaying the events that just occurred. I fill the tub with bubbles and hot, steaming water. Removing my clothes and stepping in, the water soothes me. My mind keeps replaying how his eyes went from my eyes, to my mouth, and down to my breasts. He looked mesmerized. I need to see him again, I should go speak to him tomorrow. I bathe myself and wash my hair in my favorite shampoo, my mind constantly drifting back to Xander. Thinking about my feet on his tip and how the pleasure he was feeling was portrayed on his face. I get out of the tub and dry myself, I get back into my room, changing into pajamaʼs and setting out my books for homework.

I wake up the next morning abruptly, I was in a dream with Xander, it was so clear and he was right in front me but some girl interrupted us...oh yes, his girlfriend. I climb out of bed, jump into the shower and pick out my usual outfit for school. White plain shirt, black jeans, Timberlandʼs and a black jacket.

I arrive at school and immediately I notice that Xander is avoiding eye contact with me, probably because he saw my breasts and it's all he can see on me right now. Still, I walk up to him, without any warning or greeting, I pull his arm to the side. "Hey, are you okay?" he asks me, he seems to have trouble keeping his eyes off my white shirt. "I'm fine, what is your house number?" I rush to the question. "Uhm, why? I don't really give my address out to strangers," he says to me, avoiding my eyes. I step closer to him, once again I find myself under his nose, I move to his ear, our cheeks touching. "Since when are we strangers, sugar?" I ask him slowly, I hear his breathing increase. "164." He says to me as he pulls away and walks back to his friends, I smirk from behind him. "Always getting what I want." I remark to myself.