Dirty Imagines... NeymarJr

The Bad Boy Pt 2

  "Yeah I can't wait until- hold up a minute somebody's at the door Char," I got up, still holding my phone and the damp bathrobe around my body, and walked down the stairs and towards the front door. Just as I got to the door,  I made sure my bath robe wasn't gonna fall or anything, and checked to see if anything was on my face.  Nope,  I'm good.

  I open the door, wanting to smile and jump on him and hug him and kiss him and all that good stuff.

  Obviously it made me kinda happy that he was here again, but I thought it was weird how he decided to come at midnight. 

 "Well, well, well," He said amusingly. 

  "Well?" I asked in a duh tone. 

  "Watch your tone." He demanded. 

  "What if I don't?" I asked smirking and crossing my arms. 

  "Remember what I said before? Don't make me repeat myself either, I hate doing that." He said sternly. 

    I stood and smirked at him for a moment, I liked when he took control. 

  "So what did you come to my door at midnight for?" I ask.

  "Well, I thought I should just inform you of something." He said, the sparkle returning in his eyes. 

  "Go on," 

  "I'm taking you out tomorrow, or should I say today. Be ready by noon, and wear something comfortable, but sexy, we'll be out for a while. Oh, and bring a pair of flip flops, or sandals, something comfy to walk in."

  A date!!! I wanted to scream and jump on the inside but I couldn't do that just yet on the outside.        Stay calm Trinity, stay calm. 

  "Well if you want me to dress comfortably, then I'm wearing what I want." I reply, crossing my arms. 

  "Especially if I have to wear flip flops." I add. 

  "It better be sexy or I'm sending you right back into your house and I'll find something for you myself, because I know you've got something up there in that closet." He replied, his eyes raking me, up and down. 

   "I don't care, I'm wearing what I want!" I say with an attitude I never knew I had. 

  "Baby listen... whatever I say goes. " He said in a soft voice, coming closer.

  Baby? Seriously?

  "No, I'll wear whatever I feel like wearing at the moment." I rebel. 

  He backed up again, his hands up in defeat,  smirking. 

  "If you were a good girl, which you are, you'd do what I say, which is wear something appealing to my eye; which is also your only choice. See you later today, Amor," He leaned in and left a lingering kiss on my freshly washed cheek. Felt like heaven again, but only for a few seconds, then he just walked away. 

  Once again, he left me standing at my front door, dazed. He was weird, very confusing to me. I couldn't understand the things he did, or why he did them. But I'll tell you one thing, if he was trying to flirt with me and turn me on, it was working. 

  *About 8 AM That same day*

  I finally woke up after a short amount of sleep, but I still felt refreshed like I had slept for 9 hours like I usually do. I kept replaying this morning in my head. 

  A date. A date with the guy I thought was too bad for me, the one I thought I was too good for. Once again, I stood infront of my bathroom mirror, staring at myself. I don't know why, but for some reason, I'd been staring at myself in the mirror more, lately; as if I expected some sudden change. In front of me stood the good girl who never got suspended in school, had straight A's throughout, always obeyed the law, never drank, smoked, or had a boyfriend. Too bad that image is about to be ruined.