I was taking my way home thinking about everything what I have done wrong this week. Not really reacting to my surroundings because I don't really care if a car would speed towards me.
Suddenly a motorcycel stopped right next to me. Of course I just kept walking since I thought it was a coincidence but then I've heard the guy saying: "Hey, stop! Please", that's why I stopped and started looking around on the possibility that he meant someone else. However there was noone exept of me. So I focused on him. "Come here girl." he gestured me to sit on the back of the bike. My glance was confused.
"Your eyes are looking like you could do suicide in any moment. So daling you'll come there now and fuckin sit there.", he ordered. " I'll drive you home so you get there savely" "I don't know your age? And what if I don't want to?", I said partly grinning and started to leave. "Chill, pretty, I'm 19. I don't care if you want still you will", he climbed down his bike and started coming straight up for me. I wanted to run for the reason that a stranger was chasing me. Moreover I tried to but at once I felt a strong hand on my waist plus a other on my wrist which pulled me back. " You're such a beauty my dear. It would be a shame when you'd get killed or kill yourself.", he whispered from behind next to my ear without his helmet on. Nevertheless I ended up telling him my address where he exactly drove me.
"Give me your number" he said before letting me go into my house. "What?", I asked. "Firstly I don't like the feeling that you could hurt yourself or worse in every moment. Secondly as a thank you, maybe?" he winks. "Actually you shouldn't care about the first thing. I am a polite person so there", I opened my phone and showed it to him.
Later that day I got sent a message from that boy.
Unknown
Hey cutie ;)
Me
Hey Stranger
How are you doing?
I'm good, what about you?
Nah girl. Don't lie to me, please.
Well. I'm not good okay.
That's more how I like that. And why is that so?
I don't want to talk about it above of all we do not know each other well.
Despite it, how are you?
I'm not good neither because I want to get to know you better so badly.
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The end of chapter 1
The title is most likely to get changed at least one time. I just came up with that idea while I was walking home by myself and I had some fake scenarios ;)
I'll make an other chapter as soon as possible also I will create a german version as well.
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suicide girl and biker boy
RandomA girl which thinks about dying meets a mysterious biker boy. He fell for her at the first time he saw her and heard her voice. ---------------------------⚠️-------------------------------------- Warning this story contains themes which could be ups...