"Hayden i told you to stop!" I glared at him and i still saw everything that was going through his head and eyes. Lust, envy, maybe even a bit of love, anger and every other emotion known to man.
"I told you not to tell me what to do!" He pushes me against the wall hard and I looked at him with surprise.
"Hay-" he interrupted me by crashing his lips against mine, hard. This kiss wasn't normal, it was angry and filled with lust, just like his eyes. It was hot and passionate but it had to stop. I tired to pull away but he just held me closer to him and against the wall. I couldn't breathe and i think neither could Hayden so he pulled away but still had a tight grip on my waist. Two weeks of pent up anger and tension had finally broke and this was the conclusion. Maybe we should do this more often.
"Maybe your new nickname should be Sandy" what? Oh ya my outfit
"Maybe, and yours could be Danny" i smirked and he let me go but not before running his eyes up and down my body for a good minute. I stepped away from the wall and towards him. I looked into his eyes and saw nothing, no envy, anger, and not even lust. I walked out of his room and back into mine and started to sing 'I know what you did last summer' my Shawn Mendes as i changed out of my "grease" clothes and changed into something more comfortable.
"He knows
Dirty secrets that I keep
Does he know it's killing me?
He knows, he knows
D-d-does he know
Another's hand have touched my skin
I won't tell him where I've been
He knows, he knows, he knows"
I sang the verse quietly, and thought of how much this song reminded me of Hayden. It was was strange but it did. He was scaring me more then he knew and i'm not one to be sacred easily, unless you take me to far above ground or in a boat. But Hayden acting like a monster? What was that all about? He was the typical spoiled rich kid who always got his way because he didn't disobey his parents. Me on the other hand, a smoked, drank, drove and made out with every guy in a 4 metre radius of me at school. I skipped classes to hide out in janitors closets with those douche bags girls call their boyfriends. I've never seen any guy act like they're superior to me, especially Hayden.
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Fallen
RomanceYou've heard of bad boys and "good" girls falling for each other right? Well this story is that, with a twist. Jaime Rose Cromwell is the typical bad girl with a family who thinks she is someone else entirely. Her parents and everyone else's parents...
