bad boy kisses (completed) ✔

6. The innocent among the criminals.

"Get me a Shakespeare to feed me lies."

—Vowels by Capital Cities

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"He's crazy," I murmur, hopelessly shrugging it off.

Ashley gives me a scowl, "And why might that be? You gotta admit, he's insanely hot, Soph." Argh, not that statement again.

"Ash, he's crazy of he thinks I'm call him every freaking day, hell, I won't even call him once and that's it. Oh and, for your information, there's a huge difference between being crazy and insanely hot," I mimic her voice when I say the last part.

"No! You will call him! Isn't this surreal? I mean, you're finally the girlfriend of Colton High's most popular guy, not to mention he's your first crush too," she says, of course mentioning it.

She did not need to bring that up. I thought I was done with that drama.

"No, don't you get me started now," I started, but being Ash Grey she was, she just couldn't halt now, could she?

"Oh Max, I love you so much, you're so insanely hot, I wish I was your girlfriend then we could share a kiss in the rain or maybe under the stars--"

I do not like the sound of bringing back my past memories where I used to 'fangirl' over Max. Because it's just embarrassing as fuck.

Yes, that's righy. 'fangirling' over Max, I used to do that.

"Oh Max, my knight in shinning armour, please be mine, be mine! I promise to love those tanned abs of yours, those beautiful brown eyes, those amazing soft lips, oh I wish I could kiss those--" She continued to babble on shit that I gave no shit about.

I quickly walked off. She would never stop, so there is no use of even trying. The sooner I leave, the better.

I walk to my Chemistry class and almost breath a sigh of relief when I didn't spot Max there.

Shit, I spoke too soon. I soon spotted Aiden sat in the back, looking utterly gorgeous with his chequered black and red shirt unbuttoned over his white shirt beneath and black skinny jeans. His feet were rested on the desk as he chewed the back of a pencil.

I don't know why but that was such a big turn on that I had to restrain myself from doing something stupid like maybe drooling over his perfect body for instance.

His head instantly turns to me and I stiffen. Talk about perfect timing, sheesh. He smiles one of his sensational smiles at me, showing me his perfect pearly whites and waving once in my direction.

I stiffen a smile, from what I know, Max, Nash and Chase, especially that Chase are rude and basic jerks. But Aiden Payne wasn't really like them, unlike his bad dude friends. He was always the different one from them. He didn't get himself involved in fights unless he thought it was severe enough to.

I quickly smile at him, waving at him. He gestures to sit beside him on the empty seat with his adorable baby blue eyes. I make no effort in stopping and sitting beside him.

"Hey Sophia, 'Sup?" He casually says and that's enough to make me blush.

"Oh well nothing, your friend is just giving me a headache." I sigh. He can't even say something back because the teacher comes in.

"He's a bad boy, of course he'll be giving you a headache." He chuckles lightly as the teacher writes something on the board.

"Oh well, I'm hanging, behold the girlfriend." I mutter, getting my notes from my bag.

We pay no attention to the teacher's words, actually no one does but he keeps on blabbing.

He plays with his pencil, then eventually doodling something on the notebook.

"Listen Sophia, I gotta warn you, you seem like a nice girl who's too good for Max, I know he's my friend but..just stay put, be careful." He murmurs out of no where.

"Aiden..."

The Bell rings, silencing me. "I'll see you around Sophia," he says, walking off into the distance. How did time fly by so quickly? Maybe I was a little too engrossed in his words.

I quickly dash off to home, there's no way I'm calling him. That's it.

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It's currently 10 in the evening and I am stuck in the middle of my crappy English 5 page essay, oh am I'm currently done with one page.

I am so fucking screwed, I swear.

My phone rings and I pick it up without even looking at the ID, "hello," I press the phone to my ear and continue typing.

"Soph! Did you call him?" Ashley practically shouts over the line that I have to pull my ear off the phone.

"Hello to you too, no, I didn't. And I don't plan on calling him either. I'm doing my English essay. Still left with more than most of it." I groan, rubbing my hands over my face in frustration.

"Holy shit! I told you to call him! Sophia Anne Clarke you to call him right now! And we had a fucking essay to write?! Shit, I got go. But you call him missy! Now!" She yelled.

I shut the phone off and decide on calling him after I'm done with my essay.

After limitless hours of typing, I am finally done. It's midnight, won't he be sleeping right now?

So I also slump into bed, thinking about how I became the most wanted girl on last Friday even though no one practically saw me on Thursday.

I drift into slumber not at peace at all.

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Today's Tuesday and for some reason I'm really scared because I didn't call him.

I shouldn't be scared, right? Like would I be? I am not obliged to follow his damn orders.

I have the right to do whatever I want, why am I so scared then? If I don't want to call him, I won't. That's final.

"You didn't call him, did you?" Ashley's voice stops me in my tracks.

She knows me too well.

"No I didn't. I told you I won't." I say, a tad scared.

"How do you know that though?"

"I figured since Max is in at pretty bad mood today."

That sent chills down my spine.

"Why didn't you call me?" I turn around, perfectly aware who that is.

And before you know it, I'm running the halls where my feet take me anywhere away from him. I turn around, only to find him running after me. Great. Just great.

Edited : 24th June, 2016.