The Bad Boy's Request.

Chapter 11: A day with monkey Frince.

I'm not gonna update this story any longer because there is a new bad boys request and its called 'his only request' Its the same story but detailed. Check that out if still want to continue this story.

Sorry for this. LOVE YOU GUYS

HELLO MY BITHCHACHOS!

S H E ' S  S O  A W E S O M E. 

I just love her so much! I want to thank her badly! I want to hug her in person! 

Please guys go to Ky's profile and follow her. Cause if you do, I'll computer hug u and a surprise!

CHAPTER XI

Sarah's POV  

I was standing there, waiting for Frince.

The sky was cloudy, and it looked like it was about to rain. I opened my bag to see if there was an umbrella, but just when I was about to begin to search for it I heard his car.

He parked in front of me. “Get in babe." He gave me a small smile and then turned to the rear-view mirror looking at the driveway.  

His eyes were full of tiredness. I didn't know why I even cared, but I was worried about him. I got inside...it's been awhile since I sat here.

It’s not that I missed it, it's just..."Where are we heading?" I ask.

He sighed. "I don't really know." He managed a slight fake laugh.

Too funny monkey, too funny. 

"I'm serious." I rolled my eyes. "If this is just a hang out between me and you, I'm out." I grabbed the handle of the car, but unexpectedly he grabbed my hand.

His hand is so cold, is he sick or something?  "Okay we’re going to Starbucks, and then we’ll talk." He paused. "Just stay, please?" He begged. His usually bright blue eyes turned a few shades darker as if they could read behind his plea.  

I nodded, but something caught my eye.

Michael was staring at me intensely through his window.

It was a bit scary.

I gave him a small wave. He seemed surprised by my action, but then I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to the road and Frince.    

Frince is attractive that's why all girls like him, even I do. Yes, I admit it. I still like him and damn that. I didn't know why, but I felt like there was something good about him.

He turned into a douche when we were in sixth grade, the time I confessed to him.

I wanted to remember again why I liked him. 

1. When I was younger, I was fat so everyone bullied me, but he was there to protect me even though it meant that he’d be bullied too. He always stayed even when I shooed him away because I didn't want to be the reason he got those black eyes, but Frince is Frince so he stayed. 

Then, it all changed. He got accepted onto the basketball team. His ego turned higher than a skyscraper, he became friends with the popular kids and leaving me there in the playground where we usually played.

It was fine, really...I always thought that everything was gonna be alright and that he'll come back, but no. Then eventually the day came, the day I confessed and told him I liked him. I had made a bet with myself. If he liked me back, I would stay because I never wanted to leave him.My parents wanted me to go to London with them and study there and yeah if he just blew me off, then I'd go.