A/N: Soo…it’s not Wednesday. (ATTENTION WATTPAD READERS-I have been posting this story on a different site regularly. I sometimes forget that i DID post this on Wattpad...my bad. So the little authors notes and dialouge(Aka- tomatoes, reviews, words like that) are really meant for the other site readers. So sorry if these authors notes bother you! I literally just copy and paste them on here. I will remove them if you want me too!)
Chapter 13
When I sat in the large seats of Alex’s Bentley, I slowly turned to look at the rather…perverted expression on his face. He wore his normal attire, which was a black pair of skinny jeans, Doc Martins, but a now red and black checkered shirt. His hair looked extra white today, almost as if he bleached it. His eyes were their deep sea blue, and skin was blemish free and practically sparkling…an all-around perfect Russian boy if he wasn’t absolutely psychotic.
A large blush spread across his cheeks when he realized he was staring at me, and his eyes started glazing over with apprehension. He licked his lips nervously, then moved to give me a small kiss on the cheek.
I flinched as he did so.
Alex swallowed thickly as he pulled away, then he settled back in his driver’s seat to start up the car. He silently pulled out of the driveway, then sped down the street hastily, his eyes switching back and forth from the road, to me. After about ten minutes of absolute silence, the awkward boy decided to strike up a very random conversation.
He cleared his throat before he spoke. “Y-you look very beautiful today Raven…I could stare at you all evening.”
Fucking weirdo.
“Thank you Alex.” I mumbled robotically, my body stiff and frozen as he spoke to me. If only I could stop acting like this around him…I bet it freaks himself out.
As if reading my mind, Alex continued with the conversation. “Uh, you can behave like your normal self, my sweet. I fell in love with you for a reason...”
I rolled my eyes at him, but I could literally feel my whole body relax into the seat. Sighing heavily, I slumped back into the seat and placed my feet up on the dashboard.
“Thanks…” I mutter softly. He grins slightly, then out of nowhere…
He tries to reach for my hand.
I give him a dirty look out the corner of my eye and try to recede it away from him, but Alex quickly grabs it back. He snarls a bit as he spoke to me.
“I may have given you the permission to act as you want, but I did NOT give you the permission to disobey me.” He squeezed my limp hand in his rough ones, and tried to lace our fingers together. I refused to.
“Hold. My. Hand. Raven.” Alex spat. I sighed exasperatedly, but gripped his hand and allowed him to lock our fingers together. He chuckled darkly, then brought my hand up to his soft pink lips. He kissed it chastely before dropping our hands down into his lap. I arch an eyebrow at him, but I didn’t say a word.
“So, what did you do today Raven?” He asked with a smile.
“Uh…” I mumble while fidgeting with the ends of my hair.
Well. I woke up, ate a strawberry bagel, cleaned my room little bit, gave Matt a handjob in the shower…
My face heated up substantially at that memory. I had the urge to chuckle a bit, but I tried to contain it.
“N-nothing much.” I sneered. Alex gave me a skeptical look, but he (thankfully) went along with it anyway.
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