Breaking point

Fun with vandalism

"Get up." Cole ordered as he walked past, throwing a pillow on my face.

Groggily, I sat up, dropping the pillow to the floor.

"Why?!" I groaned in complaint, looking at my phone, "it's like 7:00 AM"

"Ok, well it is a school day so you've already missed the bus and I wasn't planning on going today so you don't have a ride." Cole informed me with a shrug.

"Crap!" I jumped up, running to get dressed for school.

Cole beat me to my bedroom door, blocking it with his body, "nope."

"Cole move!" I tried to push past him but his rock hard muscles wouldn't budge.

"Nope." he shook his head in refusal.

"Cole!" I tried again, using my entire being to try and push past.

He chuckled, "your so small."

I growled in frustration, repeatedly slamming my shoulder against him, attempting to move him.

"It's not gonna work." he informed me with a smile.

"Yes it will!" I insisted, using all my strength, "why won't you let me get dressed for school?!"

"You don't even have a ride to school, what's the point in getting dressed for it?" Cole reasoned, hardly even trying as I meanwhile used all my strength to get through.

I glared at him, slamming my shoulder against him. He laughed as he scooped me up, carrying me to the living room and dropping me on the couch.

"Why?!" I glared at him, crossing my arms as I got up from the couch.

"Because I'm gonna give your next lesson on being edgy today." Cole grinned.

I raised an eyebrow, glancing at my now unguarded door. Trying to use the element of surprise to my advantage, I bolted toward my door.

Just as I stepped through the door way, I felt his muscular arms wrap around my waist as he picked me up and dropped me back on the couch.

Narrowing my eyes, I sent him my best death glare.

"Fine!" I snapped, "what's the next lesson on being edgy?"

"Vandalism." Cole answered with a smirk.

"No."

"Yes."

"Not in a million years!" I denied, still clinging to some of my good girl principles about not being illegal. Not to much at least.

Cole grabbed onto my wrist, dragging me along toward the door. I pulled back, planting my feet and trying to free my wrist.

He sighed, letting go suddenly, causing me to fall hard on my butt.

"OW!" I screamed, glaring at him as I slowly got up and crossed my arms.

He shrugged, "well u wanted me to let go."

I glared at him, trying not to get lost in his big sparkly sapphire eyes. Cole smirked, holding out his hand, "trust me princess."

In my head I said no to his irritatingly beautiful face, but at the same moment I heard my mouth betray me.

"Ok," my words agreed as my thoughts fought back, "I trust you."

He smiled as I took his hand, though I was already having the feeling that this was gonna end badly.

My mind was screaming at me that we'd get caught, but my heart really didn't care as long as I was with him. I had my usual conflicts as of recently.

Cole's eyes sparkled in the sun as he led me to his motorcycle. I felt as though he thought of me as just a cool friend but I hoped it was more than that. I liked how he called me princess with a sense of pride and endearment as if he thought it a good thing.

I loved his persistence even when it was annoying. No matter what I tried to find fault with in him I always ended up loving. He was my vision of the perfect guy in all it's cliché-ness.

"You coming?" Cole's voice drew me out of my thoughts as I realized I'd stopped walking while getting lost in my daydreams.

"Yeah," I shook my head, clearing my thoughts, "yeah I'm coming."

I hopped on the back of his motorcycle, wrapping my arms around his firm torso as the engine revved and we sped away.

☠ Cole's POV ☠

Molly complained as I ran red lights and skipped stop signs. But who has time for those if you actually wanna live and have fun?

"Shut up!" I yelled over the wind as she yet again screamed in my ear about a missed stop sign, "you'll be fine!"

She gripped my stomach tighter, yelling back at me over the rushing wind, "YOUR GONNA GET US KILLED!"

I rolled my eyes, tuning her out as I turned the corner heading for my favorite canvas style alley.

I pulled to an abrupt stop, jolting Molly forward into my back.

She jumped off, crossing her arms and stalking into the alley in a huff.

"Stop being so resistant, princess." I laughed as I jogged to catch up with her.

Molly slapped my chest, glaring at me, "why do you always try to get us killed?!"

Smirking, I grabbed two cans of spray paint from behind the dumpster. I held one out toward her, shaking the other one.

She shook her head, "this is illegal!"

"That's the point." I rolled my eyes, stepping closer to her holding out the spray paint.

Molly shook her head looking nervous, she was always adorable when she's nervous.

"Come on." I persisted, pushing the can into her hands.

➳ Molly's POV ➳

My heart was beating like a humming birds wings as his hands touched mine and his face was inches from mine.

I didn't want to do anything illegal but I found myself unable to say no to him.

"Cole," I started, backing up a tiny bit to shove away the paint can.

"Trust me." Cole stared straight into my eyes with his bright blue ones.

I felt his hand on my waist, keeping me from backing away.

Shaking my head I attempted to utter the word no, or I can't or anything else but what I heard myself say.

"Ok." I heard my own voice betraying me, my eyes widen in shock as I realized what I'd agreed to.

He grinned, giving me the paint can and jogging into the middle of the alley.

Nervously, I followed after him as he began to spray paint a green skull.

"What do I even paint?" I asked as I stood next to him staring blankly at the graffitied wall in front of me.

Cole shrugged, "anything."

Shaking the can, I began to spray the outline of a rose with the purple paint.

We were silent for a while, painting our designs on the brick wall. What I wouldn't give to know what he was thinking.....

As I painted, I imagined all the things Cole could be thinking, though my thoughts were disturbed by the sound of sirens.

Our heads snapped toward the siren noise before we glanced at each other in panic.

"RUN!" Cole yelled, grabbing my hand as we fled from the sirens pursuing us.

Racing down the alley, we abandoned the spray paint, running at full speed we headed for the other end of the alley.

"Cole! Your motorcycle is the other way!" I yelled as he kept running, dragging me with him.

"We don't have time!" Cole explained as we continued running, "the cops will beat us there, we're going a different way!"

Nodding, I ran with him, to where? I wasn't quite sure anymore.