The Bad Boy's Request.

Chapter 8: English aye?

I'm not gonna update this story any longer because there is a new bad boys request and its called 'his only request' Its the same story but detailed. Check that out if still want to continue this story.

Sorry for this. Love love love.

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Can you guys please comment 'good luck' for shadow_thief because I want to do something for her and there is a project for her and I wanted to make her feel great.. So If there is 10 comments about her in this chapter it will be dedicated to her. So yeah, it's a surprise you can put it that way. :) Also you can add your favorite cartoon character in the comment section, because Sarah needs a favorite cartoon character! So at that chapter you will be dedicated!

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Enough of that.. Enjoy!

CHAPTER VIII

Sarah’s POV

I heard a loud roar from a motorbike. A very loud roar. And me being me, I turned around to see who it was. 

Oh god. What is that jerk doing now!? I should go shove him. Or just ignore him. 

So I started walking. But the sound of the motorbike was close. And getting closer. 

"Yo princess, are you mad at me?"

Just ignore him. Ignore him. 

I heard a deep chuckle from him as I got a feeling that he was planning something. I heard a thud which sounded like he jumped off his bike. I turned around as curiosity got the better of me and  saw him smirking. He leaned into me, sliding a  hands around my waist and lifted my up so he was carrying my bridal style. 

I completely froze. Michael was carrying me. And here I am hypnotized by his eyes.

How do humans breathe again?

We got to his motorbike and he put me in the back. 

"If you keep your mouth open like that I'm going to have to kiss you," he mumbled. 

I immediately shut my mouth and he chuckled as he hopped onto the motorbike. 

"Trust me Sarah, you'll definitely love it when it comes to kissing me. And if you kiss me right now, I might give you your undies." 

Say what? I started to think about it and even though I could only see his back, I felt him smirking. 

"You brought them with you!?"

"Yeah."

Before I could respond, he roared the motor bike. Again. 

"Anyway, as I was saying before, kissing me is like a tequila. Very addicting."

Too cocky.

"Get down, we're here." 

"No!" I said with my eyes still tightly shut. Even though I wasn't the kind of girl that rode motorbikes something had possessed me to want to go on that death trap. I would never do that again and I would never wish random things again. Ever.