The Bad Boy, My Soulmate?? *REWRITTEN*

(11) The Bad Boy's Room

I sat down on the broken bed, that was now laying on the floor, trying not to think about how many girls have been in here. He went to the stereo and turned on some music I definitely didn't like. Then he locked his door and laid the key down on the door frame, where I couldn't reach it in case I wanted to get out of here. He turned the stereo louder and pulled me onto my feet.

"What are you doing?" I asked, yelling close to his ear so he would hear me. "Don't good girls like dancing around in their room like nobody's watching?" He asked. His breath so warm at my ear, travelling down to my neck, giving me shivers and goosebumps. I couldn't even answer because of how dry my mouth was.

"Start jumping" He yelled. Also that sounded really ridiculous from his mouth. Tall, dressed in black, black haired bad boy with some piercings in his face. But I did listen and started jumping.

A short time later I had my confidence back and started dancing like nobody's watching. I even got Mason to do the same, but then someone of us tripped and pulled the other one down with him. All I knew was that I was laying on top of him, trying to catch my breath.

"Well that was fun" He said as the CD stopped playing since it was the last song. I wanted to get off of him, but he held me back and with one fast move we flipped and he was on top of me. "You aren't going to pancake me again, are you?" I asked and he laughed and moved his head towards my neck.

Suddenly I felt the cold metal on my neck and I didn't know how to feel. Uncomfortable, because it's cold and wet. Awkward, because I didn't know what was going on. Happy, because he sees me as someone he can do that with.

Mason started kissing my neck and I did not know what to do with it. It felt so great, but also wrong and I still couldn't get rid of the thought of the many girls before me. I'm scared to be just one of them and not something special, but that's the thing with bad boys. You never know what they are up to.

"Mason" I spoke up. He removed his head from my neck and raised it so I could see his beautiful, scared and dreamy eyes. "What are you doing? Why are you doing it?" I asked. "I thought that we could mix our worlds a little. We did something Good Girl and now we are making out. Something also Good Girls are doing, but only Bad Boys know how to do it the right way, so a girl likes it" He said and continued. "What does that make us?" I asked and he rose his head again "Friends with benefits" "I'm not!" I just replied. "Do we have to label it??" He asked and I didn't know what to say. I have never been a fan of labels.

"Guess not. But we are not friends with benefits!" I relied. "Cool with that" He said and kissed my neck again, while I didn't know what to do.

"Relax" He said, but because I couldn't, he sat up. "What is wrong with you?" He asked a little upset. "I have never done something like that!" I defended myself. "You were serious about not having a boyfriend?!" He asked with an raised eyebrow. I felt uncomfortable "Why would I lie about that?" "I don't know! Maybe to keep your good girl image" He said. "I seriously never had a boyfriend. No boy ever looks at me" I admited. "So I'm not a boy, a dude, a man?" He asked and looked into my eyes again. "I'm not even sure you're human" I told him and he laughed, but then continued kissing my neck.

"Mason" I said, because I still felt uncomfortable. "You need to relax sweetheart" He said and sat up. I stayed the way I was for a bit to calm myself down, then I sat up as well. "Shay, take a deep breath in and let it out" He said and I nod and did as told. "Better?" He asked and I nod. "Do you want me to continue?" He asked and I took a few seconds to gather my thoughts. I ended up noding. "I wanna hear you say it" He whispered near my ear.

"Yes" I said and he kissed my forehead, before telling me to turn around, which I did, yet I didn't know why. A few seconds later I knew. He started massaging my shoulders, before placing his lips back on my neck. I don't know why, but I think I'm addicted to him already. I think I actually have stronger feelings for him than I originally thought.

My next words I couldn't believe "Can you teach me?" He removed his lips from my neck "What?" He asked confused. "That" I said and I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. "Some other time sweetheart" He simply said and moved away from me.