Dancing with the Bad Boy(Discontinued)

10.Hey Sunshine, Need a ride home?

I was walking home when I hear the roar of a motorcycle, pull up next to me. Oh No. Never Again will I hop on the back of that bike.

"Hey Sunshine, need a ride home?"

"No." I answer immediately.

"Oh come on, I'll go slow this time." he pleads, a smile tugging at his lips.
"I know you by now, Noah. You probably don't even know how to go slow."
"Of course I do."
"Nope."
"Well didn't you have fun?"
"Not at all!"
"Jeez Babe, you sure are a handful." he mumbles, rubbing his left temple.
He stops the bike and pulls off his helmet, holding it out to me.
"I'm not riding that again."

"Of course not. You're riding my bike." he chuckles.

I gape at him, trying desperately to keep my hands at my side.

"Unless you prefer both. We could make that wor-"
"Shush!" I shout.
"Ride with me."
"No."
"Maybe we could hit the bed first. The desk. Floor. Cou-"
"Noah! Fine! I'll get on your stupid motorcycle!"

He grins as I snatch the proffered helmet and take my time to put it on and hop on the bike.

"By the time you get on the bike we could've been to the moon and back, Sunshine."
"Oh hush."I say as I swing my leg over the top of the bike.

He grins back at me and the bike jerks forward, jerking my head back.
"See! Let me off!"

"Too late baby. You'll be fine."

And he speeds away, forcing me to scream my lungs out.

•••••

"Was it that bad?"
"Yes!"
"Sunshine, you shouldn't lie. You enjoyed it."
"Did not."
"Did so." He taunted, ruffling my hair.

"Stop!" I say, combing my fingers through my now knotted hair. He chuckles and I stomp his foot. Too bad I didn't have on my sneakers. Flats don't do much damage I realize as he grins at me.

Jeez, hanging with Noah is making me dimly dangerous. Maybe I should stop ... Oh Please like I haven't tried that plenty of times before.

He won't leave me alone!

"Hello? Still there?" Noah asked, waving his hand in front of my face.

I look at him, confused. Oh. I must've zoned out. That's bad. He'll think I'm crazy. Who cares what he thinks? I'm zoning out again ....

"Sorry..." I mumble, shaking my head. Why was I standing in front of my house talking to him? " I zone out sometimes.."

"I see." he says chuckling.

He hops off his bike, cutting it off. "Well what are we waiting for?" he asks.

"I'm waiting for you to leave.." I answer, confused. "Aren't you gonna invite me in?"
"No.."
"Oh come on! We've known each other too long now."
"Nope."
"We'll have fun." he promised, taking a couple steps towards me. He was standing in front of me, his 6'3 figure towering over me.

Surely intimidating.

"That's why I won't invite you in." I say.
"Afraid to have a little fun? Alone with me? I knew you wanted me, but damn Sunshine. This is a whole new level."

"I do not." I protest. I sighed as he stepped closer, my neck straining to look at him.

And in situations like this, I have no choice. With Noah prodding me to invite him in, I definitely had no choice.

•••••

I was sitting downstairs, homework on my lap as the TV blasted, going from channel to channel. "Got any good movies?" Noah asked.