Guilty Addiction (dylan obrien fanfiction)

CHAPTER 4 "The Machine"

We walk out of school. I wanted nothing to do with him at this point he has irritated me all day and I have to put up with him after school hours. He pointed me to a death contraption called his motorcycle.
D: get on the bike.
M: you're kidding me right? You want me to go on that "thing"
He laughs.
D: don't judge Rose she did nothing wrong to you!
Ha ha the death trap has a name.
M: I am not going on Rose or whatever that hell of a bike that is!
I might as well just walk!
Dylan grabs my waist and it sends a sensation through out my spine and body hat I am not familiar with. I snap back into reality and push him away.
M: don't touch me...
Dylan puts his hands up to mock himself by surrendering
D: well I'm sorry to do this.
He picks me up put me on the bike straps a helmet on my head so fast it was in a blink of an eye.
M: You....
D: handsome devil I know I am one!
I mutter horrible things and realized I was forced against my will to ride behind him on this thing! I am sorry on Rose. Whatever I don't like it one bit.
D: it's better if you wrap your arms around my stomach so you don't fall and die. He chuckles while saying it.
M: you're an idiot.
D: just to relax and do as I say, cupcake.
M: don't call me that either..
D: ready or not! Here we go cupcake! Enjoy the ride.
From that I was feeling a rush of adrenaline that has been waiting to be exposed. It is WERID to admit this but it felt...... Good. I decided to wrap my arms around his stomach. I could feel his toned six pack that made body tingle. I should snap out of this trance. However it is hard to avoid this attraction he flaunts to me. He is making me feel guilty in a really good way which is not good. Or is it?