Bad Boy Games

Chapter 1

Alright so I've made my decision! I'm going to start posting now BUT, if I get behind on writing then I'm going to put it on hold till I have a few more chapters done. This is your only warning about that. Other than that I hope you like it! :3

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(AN: All of the chapters will be in Lyla's POV unless I say differently!)

               “Lilla! Mommy said dat… dat I need wake you up!” My three-year-old brother told me in his bubbly little baby voice. He’s called me Lilla ever since he started talking. He couldn’t say Lyla so he just called me Lilla and it stuck. Groaning, I rolled over and pulled him down beside me, cuddling his little body close.

                “Lilla!” He murmured, his voice muffled.

                “Shh… go to sleep,” I whispered back. He shook his head and started squirming around.

                “No! Mommy say you need get up!” I groaned again and released him. He rolled over and then pounced on me, wrapping his arms around my neck. I just lay there, not caring, until I felt him place a big, wet, slobbery kiss on my cheek.

                “Oh my god, Michael! Ewww!” I squealed, frantically wiping my face. He giggled and I looked up, glaring, only to see him grinning at me adorably. Scrunching my eyebrows together, I tried to resist. That is until he pulled the most irresistibly cute stunt in the entire world. The puppy dog face. My face instantly crumpled and I gave in completely when his little bottom lip started to tremble.

                “Alright; I’m up!” I cried, pulling him to me for a hug. He hugged me back and grinned.

                “Yay!” he cheered. I frowned. He knows that no one can resist that face and uses it to his advantage. Sitting up, I stretched and moaned, rolling off of the bed and landing on the floor with a ‘thump.’ All of the air rushed out of my lungs and Michael giggled again, rolling off after me and landing on my back.

                “Oof!” Placing one last slobbery kiss on my cheek, he got up and ran out of the room.

                “Mommy! Sissy awake now!” I heard him calling down the stairs as he ran as fast as his little legs could take him down the hall. Dropping my head and resting my face on the cool wooden floor, I pushed myself up and got to my feet. Running a hand through my hair, I grumbled quietly to myself. Yeah, I’m not a morning person. A movement to my right caught my eye and I looked over, out the window.

                Jacob Daniels, aka, bad boy player of the school, is in his room that’s right across from mine with his back to me. He’s shirtless, allowing me to see the defined muscles of his back and the tattoos scattered across his smooth, tan skin. There’s one on his left shoulder blade; it’s a really detailed black dragon. Another one sat on his right arm and shoulder, a tangle of curved, sharp black lines. (pic on the side) There’s a bracelet-like one on his right wrist that has the same type of design as the one on his arm.

                He must have felt me staring because he turned and looked right at me, captivating me with his striking crystal blue eyes. Strands of silky, soft-looking messy black hair hung in them. I couldn’t move for a moment and then noticed the smirk covering his full, pink, perfect, extremely kissable lips with a lip ring in the bottom one. That snapped me out of my trance and I shook my head.