I was riding with my eyes closed. I just can't open it. I was scared, is this even legal, he's over speeding! When I felt us stop that's when I looked expecting to see my school. Instead I saw a house. A grand house. And a breath taking one."Hey hey. New girl." He snapped his fingers in front of me. I didn't realize I was gaping at the sight.
Then I remembered that I should be in school not here!
"Where are we?" I shouted
"We're supposed to be in school you jerk! Im already late and I can't miss any of my classes! It's my secon-"He walked into the house without saying anything. I ran and catch up with him. We were already at the door and he's fumbling for his keys.
Oh no, is he going to kill me? All thoughts running through my mind. Or does he think I'm into him? Do I look like someone who's down to fuck? Really with this hoodie? Am I in trouble? Oh no.
"Did you hear me?! Why are we here? We need to b-"He slammed me on the door with his hands on both sides of me and palms flat on the door cornering me.
"Listen new girl. If you wanna go to school you better shut up. Seriously. Your voice is annoying."
For a moment, I forgot what I was about to say. Then I remembered that he was touching my hand.
"Don't fucking touch me, you jerk"Then he opened the door. I stumbled and almost fell since I was leaning at the door.
"Sorry for that." Oh, so he knows how to apologize.He took off his shirt as we walked in. I can't help but really notice how well-built he was. And he has another tattoo on his back, it is an eagle the size of my two palms.
The inside of the house is so..... plain. Everything's black and white. There were only a few things inside. Couch, flatscreen tv, speakers, xbox, carpeted floor then there were hallways, I think one leads to the kitchen and dining area, another leads to the backyard and Im guessing it has a pool and the last one leads to the staircase. He motioned me to the couch.
He disappeared and came back with a big hoodie.
"Take off yours, I'll lend you mine."
"No thanks Im fine." I said. No way Im gonna wear that. Who knows where it's been.
As if he read my mind he answered my thoughts.
"This just came back from the laundry. It's clean. Just take it unless you wanna die of pneumonia. No, I'm not gonna do anything to you, not without your consent anyway." Then he winked. "And you better hurry up. Don't wanna miss anymore classes right?"
He wasn't harsh. Just cold and a little sarcastic. His eyes are blank. I debated whether to just miss the class or just take the hoodie and go to school.
"Fine." I took it from his hands. "Where's the bathroom?"
I followed him up the stairs and he motioned towards the bathroom. Which was way too big for him.
After changing I asked him
"Do you live alone? Your house's big for one person.""None of your business."
See? He doesn't sound angry or harsh. Plain cold.We went out and went to his bike. My pants were almost dry, the only wet part is the bottom. I suffered another 15 minutes in the bike as we went to school.
When we got there. Nobody was out. Of course. They are all in class already.
I hopped off the bike and was about to thank him but then he already left to park. So I just went in the school without the care in the world.I got scolded by my teacher and I got a detention slip. I've never had detention in my whole life! Great great day (note the sarcasm). I couldn't shake off what happened earlier, it all happened so fast, I was in a boy's house, alone, I'm wearing his hoodie, smells good, anyway, wow, what an unlucky-but-I-guess-interesting day.
At lunch I saw Sam again. Of course I sat with her again.
"Where were you?" I don't know if I should tell her what happened or not. In the end I told her everything that happened that day.
"Oh god you are the unluckiest person today"
"Thanks for reminding me!"
She chuckled.
"But Im curious about Russ! Tell me, did he do anything to you? Did he make a move?" She kept on waggling her eyebrows."No! It's not like that. I told you he just lend me this hoodie and then I rode with him in his bike"
But I felt blood rushing to my face when I remembered his hot abs. Seriously. He's a hottie. I can't deny that, and even though he was joking, he did say he won't touch me without consent. Big plus. So now I'm wondering if all these rumors about him are true. He doesn't seem like the type to treat girls like shit. But I'm in no position to make a conclusion yet. It was just a few minutes with him.
Sam won't stop asking about him but she kept telling me that she doesn't trust him. I saw Russ at the corner of my eye. I turned to look and so did Sam.
But he didn't even bother to look at me. It's like we never talked before. He didn't acknowledge my presence. I can't say Im hurt. I don't care. Or do I? Okay I changed my mind, he's still a jerk.
We aren't friends! We're just. Nothing. I don't know him and hell I don't trust him.
"He's acting like nothing happened!" Sam said to me.
"Well. Nothing happened! It's nothing. We don't have to be friends. He helped me, guess I just have to say thanks. I'll just have to return his hoodie tomorrow and then we're back to nobody again."
But deep inside I wished for more. I was curious, it felt like I want to know him. I wished that he didn't say it's none of my business. I sort of want him to be my business. I don't know why Im drawn to him. I shouldn't be. But I am. I don't believe in love at first sight but sometimes you meet people that you're attracted to. For me, it's him. It's a love-hate kind of feeling.
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A/N
And the game begins on next chapter. Thoughts anyone?
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Sleeping With The Bad Boy
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