Never Fall for the Bad Boy

Chapter 3- Crybaby

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Around 4 pm I drove to the location of the address Rider had sent me and parked outside his house, and let me tell ya he was LOADED. I mean I heard that he was the richest family in town but I didn't know he was THIS RICH.

I put in the gate pin and the gates slowly opened up. Then I walked past his big ass driveway with a fountain in the middle and two pathways going around it big enough for a bus to fit through then another pathway that led to big glass doors of Rider's giant mansion. I then saw this beautiful Phoenix-designed doorbell.

I don't feel worthy enough to ring the doorbell

Suddenly the door opened.

"Are you gonna come in or just stand outside my house staring at my doorbell?" He asked leaning up against the doorframe. He was wearing grey sweatpants and, well that's it, he wasn't wearing a shirt, and his hair was tousled in a way that looked like he had just woken up, and I had to stop myself from looking at his abs.

"You call this a house?" I scoffed walking in past him, shoving his shoulder on the way. Rider just laughed as he followed me inside his "house".

"Well what would you call it," He asked confused.

"A castle," I said, and I'm not being dramatic this boy literally lived in a castle, like full-on great gatsby type shit.

I kinda stood in the middle between the two spiral staircases that led upstairs, not knowing where to go or what to do without getting lost.

"Oh stop being over dramatic, did you eat? My mom made breakfast." Rider said I quietly nodded my head and followed him into the kitchen.

"Are your parents home?" I asked not wanting them to hear us if we do anything.

"Nah they left after we ate, but we had extra food so if you're hungry you should eat." He said pointing at the pancakes.

"No thanks, I already ate, but if they're not home..." I said my voice trailing as Rider turned around and gave me a suggestive smirk.

"You impatient little freak." Rider laughed as he cupped my ass lifting me up on the kitchen counter.

"Oh shut up," I said crashing my lips onto his as our tongues fought for dominance. He eventually won when he bit down on my lower lip earning a loud moan out of me.

"Hm, you like that." He asked fingers fiddling with the Calvin Cline waistband above my jeans.

"D-don't talk to me like I'm your bitch." I said as I kissed him on the nose and hopped off the counter. "Now I hope your bed is as impressive as the rest of the house," I said slowly backing up out of the kitchen upstairs.

"Where do you think you're going? You don't even know where my room is." He said raising an eyebrow obvious amusement on his face. I just grinned.

"You're right I don't," I said then broke off to a sprint upstairs as he chased me. I chose a random room and walked into an office, but before I could find another room Rider tackled me to the ground as he pinned me down.

"Wrong" pant "Room." He said panting as he looked down at me. A big smile took my face again.

"Nuh-uh, you could easily fuck me over that desk over there," I said jerking my head in the direction of the desk.

"Tempting, I'll take you up on that when it isn't covered with my Dad's files come on." He said pulling me up to my feet, he then pulled me by my wrist out of the room and down the hall to what I guessed was his room.

We walked into his room that looked more like an apartment than anything, he had a big bed with a couch in front of it and the biggest flat-screen TV I've ever seen besides the one in our movie theater room, He had a big walk-in closet that you could see through from the glass walls and a nice modern black bathroom, it wasn't an emo vibe but more of a classic bad boy vibe. He had hung up CDs and posters from the bands he liked with some beautiful paintings of people skating, another one of a guy smoking, and another big one of a skull with roses coming in and out of it.