I just thought that this song really suits this story.. Listen to the lyrics.*sings in a really crappy voice* :
"This life's not easy
I'm not made out of steel
Don't forget that I'm human
Don't forget that I'm real
You act like you know me
But you never will
But that's one thing that I know for sure."Anyways.. Moving on.
Becoming the Bad Boy
Chapter 10It was a couple of days after the incident and all I could think about was April. I watched as she entered the cafeteria, an unfamiliar guy following after her. He must be new.
As soon as he entered the place, the females all turned towards him, staring at him as if he was a piece of meat. Please, he ain't even that sexy. The whispers started up all over the cafeteria and I smirked as I heard some.
"That ass though!"
"I'd tap that."
"Not as hot as Ezra but he will do."
I burst out laughing at the last one and turned to the girl that said it, her friends all agreeing beside her. She flushed a bright red and I winked at her, watching as she quickly turned around and banged her head on the table.
April walked towards us, taking a seat next to me while new boy sat opposite, next to Jas. "Hello Ez and Jas, this is Daniel Rae. Danny, Ezra and Jason." April announced in a chirpy voice and when no one said anything, she banged her fists on the table and gave us death glares. "Communicate!"
We all started talking at once and it was really hard for each of us to understand the other. Damn that girl was scary when she wanted to be.
It was two minutes of constant chatter before we finally realised that April was halfway across the cafeteria, towards the exit doors. We all stood up, running after her when I forgot the most important thing. "Shit!" I screamed, telling Jason and Daniel to go after April while I ran back to our table. How the fuck could I forget?
I grabbed my burger off my tray before following after them.
What?
I forgot my burger.
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Currently, we were walking down the corridor just talking- Danny was pretty cool. That was until he put his arm around April's shoulders. I don't know why it was affecting me but it did. I hope he can feel my death glare on the back of his head... I was pretending to fry his brain.
I narrowed my eyes at him when I saw him lean down towards her ear.
When she laughed, I fucking lost it.
I grabbed him by his shirt and slammed him into the lockers beside us. Our foreheads were touching and I was leaning on him, my eyes glaring.
"She's mine." I whispered in his ear, my fist tightening around his shirt. He smirked. "I don't like her like that dude. She's all yours. I don't even bat for that team if you know what I mean." He said and winked at me. I stared at him, confused. He sighed, "I like dicks!"
Understanding dawned on me and I chuckled- those poor girls!
"Our heads are touching!" I looked at him, baffled. Of course our foreheads are touching! But he was looking down and I noticed our waists were pressed against each other. Fucking shit. I blushed a deep red and jumped away from him. He burst out laughing.
Jason was laughing behind me and I groaned. Never going to live this off. I saw April biting her lip and avoiding my gaze- she probably heard what I said about her being 'mine'.
The day carried on and I couldn't wait to finally leave this place and go home. The bell rang and I was the first out of my seat, walking fast towards my car, when April stopped me. "Can I talk to you?" She whispered, biting her lip and playing with the sleeves of the jumper she wore. I quickly nodded my head and she took my hand, taking me behind the school building.
She let go of me and I immediately missed the warmth and comfort that came from the simple act of holding her hand.
"Did you really mean what you said at lunch?" She asked, looking into my eyes.
I knew this was coming. Fuck, I actually love this girl standing in front of me right now. She looked in my eyes with so much hope and I felt so fucking guilty for doing this. But I had no bloody choice. I am dangerous.
I've mixed with the wrong crowd, just for money. I don't do it as much but I would never know when I would need to for some extra money, it's all I have. Racing and Fighting because I need to scrape up as much as I can to survive. And because I do these dangerous things, the people that are involved are a threat to me. I can't have them targeting April. And what about my father? He's a fucking psychopath. If he knew about April then he would stop at nothing to hurt me through her.
"Ezra?" She asked, stepping closer. She doesn't even know what she was doing to me. There was a fucking zoo in my stomach right now and the butterflies were having a seizure.
"Do you like me?" I asked her, taking a tiny step back because her close proximity was giving my nerves.
She gulped, looking at me with her eyes shining and nodding. "Yes, I like you Ezra."
As cheesy as it sounds, I know my heart missed a beat. The fucking electrocardiogram tracing line went flat because I died in that moment and went to heaven, only to fall back down because of the reality of the situation.
Because I wouldn't be able to experience the way she 'likes' me.
My face was void of any emotions and my eyes were cold as I stared into her eyes. She flinched at the emptiness.
I shrugged my shoulders, turned around and disappeared.
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