Smirk Shot

BEFORE YOU READ:

- The first chapters of this story suck, I admit it. But give me time and I will improve.

-The content of this story is rated R so it's your own responsibly to continue reading from now on. I have warned you.

-The content and the story are 100% mine and they are not allowed to be published on any other web page.

for more I will update. but now, happy reading. thank you. xx

Next Chapter:

A few minutes passed.

I avoided eye contact with him, but I still knew he was staring. Now even though i was kind of afraid of his appearance, I decided to sound cool and act that i'm not afraid a bit.

"Excuse me, you lost something in my face?" I finally asked

He smirked. Okay that was kind of scary

"What do you think? I can look wherever I want" he said and he turned around so I was facing his back.

Who does he think he is!

"Fucker" I muttered under my breath. He turned his head to the right, I could see his ocean blue eyes turning to the the right corner of his eyes, and his body about to turn around. He heard me.

"I am" he turned around. "And I'll be glad to fuck you too, since I'm a fucker" he locked his eyes on mine. He doesn't even mind the people around us.

"What?"

"You heard me" he smirked then moved one step towards me. Fuck my life. Im in huge trouble "I said I'd love to fuck you". he stepped closer, near my ear. "Anywhere,anyhow, anytime" he slowly whispered.

I stood still in my place like a statue...what the fuck?

He backed up again. "What's your name?" He asked in a normal tone.

"Ronica?" I answered. But it more sounded like a question. Whatever. Why the heck did I even answer!

"Ronica it is then" he muttered slowly as he was eying me. He was doing this on purpose. He's trying to sound too sexy, too hot to handle. And this smirk... He is doing well.

"Gotta go" I said quickly as I turned around and tended to walk in a faster pace back to my house. Not until I felt a strong hand on my right wrist that pulled me back to face the person. It was him. That hot tattooed guy.