Bad Boys Can't Love

The Boyfriend

  I was so obsessed with speaking to bad boy Asher Ross that I forgot about my boyfriend. God, my beautiful boyfriend. Asher didn't know we were dating I guess, to be sneaking in my room like that. Either that or he didn't give a fudge.
    I sit at the lunch table, next to my perfect boyfriend, Adam, and smile cutely. He's just like me- kind of a nerd, dorky, silly. The only difference is that he's hot with an adorable loving personality. I lean my head into him, as he runs his fingers through my hair.
   I lean away to eat some Doritos on the table, when Asher comes up. "Hey beautiful." Asher teases, taking a seat next to me. I smile, and Adam stiffens, seeming angry. I put my hand in Adam's shoulder to calm him down. "Who's this?" Asher asks. "Her boyfriend." Adam answers for me, not taking his eyes off of Asher.
   "Baby it's okay, he's my friend." I explain to Adam, turning to Asher.
  Asher looks shocked, confused, hurt, and kind of sad. A hint of nervousness as well. I'm taken back by Asher's conflicted facial expression, that was usually a smirk.
  Then he pulls himself together. "Oh, Asher this is Adam. Adam this is Asher." I introduce formally. They have a rough handshake. Adam looks furious. I turn to him, take his cute glasses off his face, and give him a quick kiss. "Don't worry." I reassure him.
   I know it's bad to think Asher's cute when I have a boyfriend. It just happens. I would never cheat on Adam, so I'm not too worried.
   Asher doesn't say anything, bus he's managed a smirk. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Nothing, I-I have class." he runs as the bell rings.
   Adam lifts me up and kisses me, swirling me around and placing me to the floor. His emerald eyes sparkle.
   The day goes by quickly, and before I know it, school is over. Asher rode in my car again, but I find him walking past my car.
   "Asher!" I call, grabbing him. "Blind much?" I tease, gesturing towards my car. "I'll walk." He grumbles. "Then I will too." I declare. "What about your car?" He asks, finally lightening up, looking amused. He smirks and raises an eyebrow. "I'll just have to get a ride from you tomorrow and get my car then." I say. He rolls his eyes and walks back, getting into my car.
   "What wrong?" I ask as I start driving. "You have a boyfriend. You flirt with me, when you have a boyfriend." he mumbles. I'm taken back. "First of all, you flirt with me. Not the other way around. And also, your the player, so you shouldn't be talking." I laugh. He's more serious.
   "I'm a player not a cheater. And where was this boyfriend when you were crying on my chest?" Asher accuses. I stop the car immediately and pull over, now angry.
    "Go ahead. Accuse me of cheating on my boyfriend when I wasn't. Don't worry, I won't depend on you anymore as a friend. I won't force you to comfort me or force you to climb through my window into my room." I say harshly. "I didn't know you were taken! I didn't know there was a guy that would kill me if he found out I did that! You can depend on me, though." He says. I roll my eyes. "Get out." I mutter weakly. "What?" Asher asks me to repeat myself. "I said- Get out." I repeat. He scoffs, opens the door, and leaves.
    I go home crying, losing a friend I opened up to. That's what I get for letting my guard down. Especially to that scum. But I miss him so much.
   As I cry in my room, my phone dings. I pray that it's Asher, but it's only Adam. Can I come over? He had texted me.  Sure but come through the window I reply. Wth? XD like I would do that, completely insane he texts back.
Then forget it. I end the conversation, and he doesn't text me again. I sigh, sniffling as I throw my phone on my bed.
   "Crying over me? I'm honored." A familiar cocky voice that I had been yearning to hear since I got home says. I smile, wiping my tears. I look at him, right by the window. "You're getting good at that." I say as he nods.
   I can't hold it any longer. I run at full force into his arms and he holds me, me hugging him tightly. As he lets me down- CRASH.
   We both jump at the sound and look out the window. Adam sits on his butt on my porch, probably in an attempt to climb to my window. Asher and I can't help but giggle relentlessly.
   Adam's emerald eyes burn with fury as I open the door and let him in, Asher behind me. "What is he doing here?" Adam asks in disgust, motioning towards Asher. I never saw him act this way, he was always sweet and friendly, even to my guy friends.
   "He climbed through my window to make things up with me." I explain. He nods, and I hook arms with Adam, kissing him on the cheek. "You tried babe." I try to reassure him, which Asher can't help but snort and giggle about.
    Not his gorgeous real giggle that I had heard the other day. The giggle that I had yearned to hear again, not that one. A silly giggle, that was more joking and not as real. I sigh, wishing to hear the real sound of Asher's giggle again.
   An awkward night passes by slowly, with too many evil glares between Adam and Asher. Eventually, Adam was forced to leave me and Asher alone when his mom insisted that he come home.
   Then there were two.
   "I don't like him." Asher says the second Adam leaves, "The boyfriend, I mean. I don't like him, he doesn't know how to lighten up." I roll my eyes, "He's nice and sweet." I say. "I always saw you going for good guys and then I got to know you and pinned you for a bad boy lover. Guess I was wrong."  Asher sighs- half teasing half serious.
I am kind of a bad boy lover now. I hate to admit it, I've always hated them. But I like them now. Even Asher's friends are nice.
  "Maybe you're  not wrong." I suggest, somewhat teasing flirtatiously. Asher was right, I do flirt too much. Especially for a girl with a loving boyfriend.
   "That what I mean!" Asher points out, "for flirting!" I blush wildly, glancing at the floor. "You either like me or you're playing or you just have no clue what flirting is and accidentally majorly flirt all the time." Asher muses. "I'll go for the third one." I smirk. I've smirked more in the last few weeks than I ever had before. He's rubbing off on me.
   Maybe it wasn't the third one. I'm not sure. All I know is I'm conflicted between Asher and my boyfriend, and my choice is to go safe or take a risk.