Chapter 15: (Bad boy's pov) What is wrong with me?!

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TYTAN'S POV

(Chapter 11 was in Tytan's POV too and let me just say that it sucked, this one's hopefully better!)

My conscience was killing me. All I cared about was making sure I didn't hurt her. There's a lot of things that I can deal with but being away from her is definitely not one of them. She was lying next to me. Her breath was steady and her body was cocooned inside the blanket.

Lexi.

My Lexi.

She was something else altogether. I couldn't imagine a time where she wouldn't look at me.

I remember the way she straddled me last night. I don't think I'll ever forget. Her bright smile. Her eyes. Her voice. Her words.

What the fuck is wrong with you!

I remembered everything she said.

What she said about Rose.

Rose Parker. The girl who had all the power in the world over me. Rose was mine. I'd be lying if I said I was over her. Everytime I try to forget, I remember how we used to kiss. Yes, even a kiss from her was enough for me to want everything she was back. Her lips were inexperienced and I loved being the one who taught her everything she had to know. Who'd have ever guessed that I'd fall for her? Actually there's an answer to that. Literally everyone. Including old J. They all had their money on us.

Rose would always be there in my heart. Maybe she'd go from owning it to being in just a little corner but she'd never be forgotten.

Almost two years and I still loved her, she did have something special.

So what if I was just sixteen then? I still felt something as strong as love for her.

When I met Rose, the first thing I did was plan out our entire future together. Not because she was just beautiful, which she was, more than I could describe, but because she turned me on by just giving me her puppy dog eyes. I knew it was her. My special human. So I did my research- Lexi called it stalking - and I attended class because I got to see her.

Yeah, obsessive jerk face. I get it. But fuck everyone's opinion, I wanted her.

After a week of trying Rose finally agreed to go on a date with me. I'm very persuasive and impatient when I want something.

I didn't scare her into anything. I just begged her. Yep, I begged a girl for a date.

Why is it that a guy can get every girl in the school except for the girl he wants? I speak from personal experience.

Lexi would never date me.

Whoa, I don't want to date Lexi either. I mean, I'd bang her but-

Hell no! I won't bang Lexi! She's no girl I'd just casually fuck and then throw. She's my best friend.

Which brings me back to my guilt.

I felt her shake and wriggle out of my hold. She stood up and began walking towards a wall. I sat and watched her walk into a wall, then fall back and groan.

She reluctantly opened her eyes and gasped.

She got up and gained her composure, walking to the bathroom.

"Morning Lexi."

"Fuck off!" Harsh. But she hates getting up early in the morning. She loves her sleep. She didn't speak to me for a week once when I drunk called her at three in the morning to tell her a poem I wrote about vodka.

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