The Games Bad Boys Play

The Bet

Sitting at the diner around the corner from my apartment that I'm planning on moving out of. Me and my two best friends since diapers were sitting at our favorite booth talking about my latest conquest. "So, you're telling me Andrea was not satisfying at all bro," Ian said. "Bro fucking her was like fucking the pavement, she was so loose that I didn't know if I was fucking a pussy or sticking my dick in a donut whole," Zayne said as he was so tired of the bitches in his town of Tree Hill. "I'm tired of the bitches in this town let's go to Springfield. I bet I can get one of those snobs to drop their panties for me," Zayne said. "Are you serious bro, you think those uppity bitches are going to open their legs for you. You're the biggest fuck boy in the state," James said to Zayne with a devilish grin before he said, "you're on Zayne, out of the three of us whoever gets the panties first gets two hundred bucks," James said feeling confident he was going to win.

"I don't mind taking your money bro," Ian said looking at James. "Like either one of you dips are going to win. I got this in the bag. I will have all those bitches begging and crying calling me daddy," Zayne said as Andrea walked through the door. "Hey Zayne, can I come over and have some fun tonight," Andrea said in a flirty way. Zayne looked at her and laughed in her face as he motioned for his friends to leave with him. Leaving her looking pissed that he dissed her in front of the whole diner. "Damn bro, it's like that? I don't understand why these bitches keep thinking your boyfriend material or any material for that matter," Ian said looking at Zayne.

Zayne looked at Ian crazy. "You know what I mean don't look at me like that. Dude, you have major mom issues," Ian said. He's right I do ever since she took off after me and my brother Ryder dad died. Ryder took care of me ever since he put his life on hold until I was 18 years old. Without him I don't know where I would be. "Hey bro it's not my fault these bitches want what they can't have. What can I say bitches love bad boys," Zayne said with a devilish grin. Ian shakes his head, and they all get on their motorcycles heading towards Springfield. When they got there, they instantly spotted a club for people 18 And up. They looked at each other and smiled. "Game on," they all said together. When they went into the club Zayne warned the guys about girls that sneak into clubs for older men. "This club is hoe central, every girl in town will be here. No repeats James," Zayne said looking at James and Ian. "Hey man I was drunk, and she was hot how was I supposed to know she was only sixteen," James said irritated that he keeps throwing that night in his face. "Look whatever about the passed fellas there's two hundred bucks on the line and I'm in it to win it," Ian said excited to at least have a chance to win a bet for once in his life.

 The guys walk in and split up. Zayne saw a lot of potential in this one. He went to a wall and leaned on it scoping out the scenery for a minute. He saw Ian doing his thing with a girl as He grabbed her hand and started dancing with her on the dance floor. Zayne shook his head; his boy finally got his first prey. He was happy for him. Zayne even thought about letting him win for tonight. Zayne was getting bored he needed a fix, and he needed one fast. He went to the drunkest girl and made out with her. He didn't know her, and he didn't care. Obviously, she didn't care either because he took her to a private room in the back, put a condom on and fucked her good against the wall. Then left her there and went back to the club after he stopped by the bathroom to freshen up. When he got back to the front of the club, Ian was on his way to the bathroom with the same girl he was dancing with. I gave him the eye. That said you're the man and Ian nodded his head as he entered the bathroom with the girl. When I finally got to the front, I saw James was basically fucking the girl he was dancing with on the dance floor. I guess we all needed a fix, I laughed to myself.

As the night got darker, we decided to get a motel room and stay here for a while maybe fuck up their town and their daughters. I called Ryder as we got into the motel room and said we might be finding an apartment or house in Springfield. We went to the nearby corner store to buy some beers. As we walked in, I was drawn to a girl instantly. She had on a mini skirt and a small top, but she looked so uncomfortable. "See something you like bro," Ian said " because I do. I wouldn't mind slipping the panties off any of them," Ian continues with a grin. "Do I smell another bet coming on fellas," James said more excited about this bet than the first. "Naw, no bet this is for fun," Zayne said smiling with a devilish smile. "Naw bro this is a bet of all bets, call your bro looks like we will be here for a while." James said with a strange grin on his face. The other two boys agreed as they approached the four girls.

"Ladies, me and my friends have a bet saying at least one of you beautiful ladies have an obsession with bad boys. Is that true?" Zayne said already knowing what they were going to say. But the girls just walked past him. "Y'all just going to leave us hanging like that?" James yelled getting the girl's attentions. One of the girls looked back and smiled then said something to her friends because they stopped. When we caught up to them one of the girls said, "What do you want? Besides too sweet talk us into sleeping with you," which threw the guys back a little. But they quickly recovered. "Who said anything about fucking anybody? But if you're down I won't complain," James said. As the girl that Zayne was staring at walked off. Ian nudged him to go walk with her.

"Hey, Zoey, where are you going?" One of the girls shouted. "Back to my dorm I don't have time for whatever y'all planning to do with them," Zoey yelled irritated. The only day she had to hang out with her friends, and they were messing around with cute but dangerous boys. As Zayne caught up with Zoey, he tried to do his player move and give his sexy smile but for some reason it didn't make her giddy or smile. She had irritations all over her face. "Hey, " Zayne said. "What do you want? The easy girls are back that way. " She said with a smug face. Zayne put on his I have feelings too, game face on. "Look I don't know what is going on with you but not every guy wants to sleep with you before he gets to know you," he said with a serious face. "You're really judgmental, you saw a guy with tattoos and leather jacket in automatically thought bad boy, isn't that what you learn in your fancy school about double standards," Zayne throws in her face hoping this trick works on her. Zoey looks at him as he plays the hurt victim.

"Fine, one chance to prove me wrong. Walk me home without trying anything and I might give you my number at my door. But that's a big might because I don't think you can make it five minutes without throwing your player lines at me. I been with guys like that before it doesn't empress me. I can't believe that guys still use that player commentary," Zoey said not easily impressed. She was going to make him work for everything he wanted. "I'm up for the challenge, sexy caramel," he said thinking it would make her blush or something, but she gave him nothing. "Can you at least talk to me while I walk you home." Zayne asked keeping an eye on the signs so he could know how to get back. "Fine, the moon is full, the trees have leaves, and the ground is made of gravel," she said being a smartass. "Hahaha, stop being a dip and give me some real conversations please," he said irritated that she wasn't falling for any of his tricks. She looked at him and said, "I'm not being a dip. But fine you start talking and I will listen," she said not trying to tell him anything he could use to break down her walls. Because she knew what he wanted from her.

"Can you at least ask the questions?" Said Zayne getting ready to lie on every one of the questions she asked. "Ok why do you sleep with every girl that gives you attention?" He looked at her shook and lost for words. Most girls ask where he was from? What kind of bed does he sleep in? Easy questions that he could lie about. "Let's try another game instead," he asked. "What can't tell the truth?" She asked. "I just want to play two truths and a lie instead," he said. "I will start. I lived everywhere but here, I want to find real love someday, and I have parents' issues, which one is the lie?" Zayne asked as she focused on his face. "You want to find real love," Zoey said straight faced. When honestly that was one of his truths. "Ok, your turn?" He said a little disappointed on the one she picked. "Actually, we are here. What's your name?" She said as she turned her key to open the door. "Zayne," he said still hurt about her answer. Even looking me straight in my eyes she picked that one he says to himself. "Well Zayne have a good rest of your night," Zoey said about to close the door when Zayne said, "why did you pick that answer?" Zoey looked him weird. "I gave you two truths and a lie. "Can you answer that one question before you slammed the door in my face." Zoey looked at him and said, "You look like someone that isn't capable of love," Zoey said as she slammed the door in my face.

That was the first time someone ever did that or said that to me Zayne thought as he walked back to the motel room. She's going to be hard to break. But it's going to be fun when I do it. He thought as he reached the motel and laid down falling asleep waiting for the guys.