Chapter Six: WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE?!?
*Josh P.O.V*
I smirk and trail my hand down and towards the boy’s thighs so it rested on his inner thigh.
He tensed under my under hand and I watched him bit his lip like the boys behind me
“You like this don’t you?” I growl sexually with a smirk before dragging my nails down the boys’ inner thighs
Why not have some fun with this dorky kid?
“Come on nerd. Answer me. You like this. You like being touched like this.” A smirk grows wider on my face byt my eyes full of hate.
All I got was a confused answer back as the boys legs slowly closed around me hand.
The curly lads cheeks grew red making me lick my lips slowly.
I’m getting just what I wanted.
A flustered little Marcel Styles.
I rub the boy’s thighs soothingly.
“Come on babe... Relax” I whisper making Marcel’s cheeks blush more and mutters heard behind me.
Marcel gnawed hard at his bottom lip as he took slight deep breaths and wiped his eyes clean.
“Come on. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do all those horrible things. I.. I don’t know why I did them” I whisper as I lean close to his ear, sounding sexy and like I meant it.
I heard a shaky sigh fall from Marcel’s lips and he slowly relaxed into my touch.
How long can I keep this on?
End it now or later?
“Perfect babe, ignore everyone.” I whisper again. Lips grazing over the boy’s ear
I like my lips slowly once more, my tongue hitting the boy’s ear slightly and I felt the boy give a slight shiver.
I knew Marcel was dying to say something. He was either going to say move back or wanting him to touch him
I could feel the boy heat up at whatever ran though his mind.
Everyone stayed silent; it was a slightly awkward silence as I tried hard to think of something to... brake this up.
I hope Marcel bought my whole I didn’t mean to hurt you speech.
It was one of those lines I read on WattPad stories
Shush
Don’t tell anyone that I do that.
Like who would forever someone that’s bashed them their whole school life?!?
Think about it please people.
“Do you believe me that I’m sorry” I whisper so only his ears could hear those words.
I pull back slowly.
The atmosphere got thick as I stand up straight and rub my slightly sore back.
An idea clicks in my mind.
Marcel forced a nod.
I know he wanted to shake his head so I plant my foot in his stomach.
“Come on dork. You know the real answer.” I say coldly. My voice normal once more, hate filled my words.
