My Twisted Bad Boy #Wattys2016

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Eleutheromania

(n.) An intense and irresistible desire for freedom.

The kiss was terrifying. His cold yet soft lips, met mine in the blink of an eye and he took my breath away. It was terrifying because of the power he had over me at that time, I was willing to take his underwear of and do him there and then. He is just that attractive.

But when he pulled away, I felt relieved and disappointed at the same time. He looked me in the eyes and I stared back with parted lips, the fact that a guy like him can turn me on so badly is so wrong yet so damn right.

"Damn," Was all Cole said and looked down at my overly exposed body. "For a girl who barely moves and eats like a horse, you sure have one hell of a body." He said and basically fucked me with his eyes. Enough.

"Enough lover boy, this, this was a complete and utter mistake. I don't know what you're trying to accomplish here my friend, but you need to stop." I said and he shook his head and got off me.

"Goodnight Zara." He said and walked out. Is he gonna act as if nothing ever happened, really? No, I know guys like him, Elliot dated guys like him. Okay well not exactly like Cole, but she dated boys who liked to play sick mind games. And you may sign me out of it all, I don't do this Twilight drama.

"No, no. You just don't walk away after you do that to someone. You're lucky that my mom is in her room or else I would've snapped your head off. How dare you kiss me?!" I hissed and stood up not caring about me being in my underwear.

Cole studied my face and chuckled. "You were as much into the kiss as me, Zara, don't deny, you fucking loved it." He said and how right he was. I loved the kiss, hell I want about a thousand of those kisses and some more right now.

"Oh just shut up. You kno- please put on some pants, it's distracting." I said and shifted after I took an 'accidental' sneak peek at his boxers. He smirked and started jiggling his hips, which is so un-Cole like.

I gaped at him and his junk and looked at the ceiling, hoping the blush wouldn't be visible.

"Okay, creep. This is enough, please go to the guest room and sleep so I won't ever have to see your head in my house or near me again." I said and put my hair in a bun.

He smiled mischievously and walked towards the door, still facing me. "Will be hard when we are going to the same school." He said and my heart skipped like three beats before I could function properly again.

"Really? Great, just fucking great." I said and sat on my bed sighing. Cole just smirked and leaned against the still closed door. "You'll be able to see me some more, babe." He said and I groaned.

"And what about those rude, delinquent British friends of yours? What are they doing here?" I asked thinking back to this morning when I bumped into him.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about our little run in today, they're indeed delinquents. They've been sent over to America for a program." He said and I rolled my eyes, typical. Cole the delinquent hanging out with the British delinquents.

"Goodnight Zara." Cole said and walked out of my bedroom. I crawled under my sheets and turned the lights off. Thank you very fucking much Cole, now I sure as hell can't sleep anymore. I checked my phone and saw that Elliot had been online two minutes ago, so I decided to call her, I need to talk to her or else I won't be able to sleep at all.

"Zara?" She asked with a raspy voice and sniffed her nose. I could tell something was wrong.

"Elliot? Are you okay?" I asked and she was quiet and I heard crunching noises in the background. "Yeah, yeah. Great. Look can we talk tomorrow, I'm really tired." She said and hung up before I could answer. Great fucking great.