Leather Dreams

Thief

Thief (Chap 2)

Amaya pov:

In my defence, I am just a girl.

That's what I thought after I realised how messy my life became when I met the troublemaker who ran into it.

Literally, he ran straight towards me.

And it all began after I went to that damn ice cream shop.

———————(A few hours before)

I walk down the road, pissed off with Milly and her stupid boyfriend and my grades.

Milly brought Max along and we were all having a great time until Max and Milly started to get a bit heated in the shop and she ran off while he chased after her.

Talk about cliche.

Now I'm all alone walking down the pavement all the way back home, as the sky is getting darker and I'm too stubborn to take an Uber cause it'll hurt my bank account.

And to top it all off I was already having a bad day because of my grades and now this and I'm pretty sure that I'm ovulating.

I walk down  smaller path leading to the main road where all the shops were but I feel a strange feeling in my tummy.

Probably my tummy protesting to buy me food, like those hot chilly chips on the corner of the road where the food truck was.

I turn around because I can't help but feel like there's some kinda weird tingle on my back.

Nope, no tingle just a tall, sturdy guy in a ski mask, running up to me about to rugby tackle me.

What a shitty day, today I think as I'm toppled over.

I land on the pavement and kick him off me, stumbling to my feet.

"What the hell...?"

He stands up and grabs my bag as I stand there temporarily stunned and then goes to run.

I just stand there like a fool, watching him. To be honest though he's got a pretty muscular back. And why is he kinda....

Sometimes I scare myself, how the hell am I really making doe eyes at a thief??

He glances at me slightly confused and then snatches away my phone while I looked like a potato ready to be cooked.

My mind suddenly snaps back to focus and I get really angry off a sudden.

How dare he steal my phone?? He can have my  bag and my day is already pretty rubbish but now?

Now my friend, you are pushing the line. My mum will murder me alive if I lose my phone and plus it's my damn phone!! That has like half of my life's secrets on there.

I did the only thing I could do in my fit of rage.

I stormed up to him and rose on my tiptoes, standing on his feet and kissed him.

He seems to stand there dumbfounded but he was shocked?? I am shocked!! What the hell am I thinking?? He may be surprised but I'm outright stunned with myself.

I blame this on me ovulating. And the fact that I'm just a girl.

Like am I actually that lonely that I'll kiss anyone now??

My lips don't actually touch his though, only his mask.

I feel him drop my bag and I frowned, pulling back but then his strong arms wrapped around my waist and brought me closer, backing me into a wall.

He gently slid up half of his ski mask and presses his warm lips to mine, softly as he cradles me. I feel my cheeks flush and I slowly melt into his arms, feeling his grip around me getting stronger.

All of a sudden there's a shout and he pulls away and runs in the other direction as I stood against the wall, like a rolled up poster.

There was another guy shouting at him to come back, apparently I wasn't the only people he stole from.

I am actually really stupid but really smart. I feel a smile crawl up onto my face as I see my bag that he dropped on the floor while he kissed me.

I pick up my bag before slowly waking trying to calm myself down before I realise that this motherfucker had stolen my phone!!

Shit!! He probably slid it into his pocket so all of that was for nothing!!

I curse myself and marched back home preparing to complain to Milly and hear her lectures, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach.

——————(Monday morning)

I bang my head against the desk quietly as I look at my textbook for the fifth time in confusion.

This is actually gonna kill me and to top it all off I don't have my phone.

I told Milly what happened but she said no one would believe me if I went to the police and told them I was robbed but I kissed him to make him drop my stuff. And I got my bag back but not my phone.

Yeah....I prefer not being embarrassed and having them laugh at me. And plus I didn't even see his face.

I try and look through my textbooks again for any tips or hints that I can try and use but no hope.

Maybe I should use Plan B and marry a rich man. Or was that Plan C...?

The librarian gives me a disappointed look as if it's my fault. I stick out my tongue when her backs turned and felt slightly better.

What can I say? I'm petty like that.

I lean my head against my cool textbook pages and fell my body getting heavy.

Oh screw it, if studying is not working that lets nap and panic later.

The warm breeze slowly comes into the library and feels calm as only a few people are here, everyone's gone to the stupid ice hockey game.

Honestly, I don't really see the point in watching other people do sport. But then again I like watching other people get into drama and fights so.....

I smile to myself and slowly relax in my chair, feeling a sense of ease crawl into my body for the first time in a long time.

Library naps are the best.

Study and if it's too hard sleep. I think that should be my new motto as I drift off to sleep.