𝓔𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓓𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓷 𝓘𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 • 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓷𝓮 [ ＣＯＭＰＬＥＴＥＤ ]

Bad boy

Ethan Leans against his locker scanning the halls for his next victim, when his eyes land against (Y/N)'s  features.

"Where are you going?" He smirks stepping in front of you.

"To class," You snap glaring at him quickly, Ethan was One of the people you really didn't want to mess with. Especially when he's angry. But (Y/N) still found something about him fascinating, She craved him and it was wrong, so wrong because he's a bad boy & bad boys break hearts.

"Why so angry?" He pouted making (Y/N)'s cheeks turn a bright pink color. "Come, let's skip class togther and go for a ride,"   your mouth parted for you to say something but instead Ethan ignored you.

"Take that as a yes, lets go," He says grabbing your wrists leading you to  outside.

Ethan pulled you to his car almost immediately sitting you down on the passengers seat. "Where are we going?" You asked already wanting tot go back to school. "For a cruise, Babygirl," he says turning on the ignition.

The window was rolled down and your hair blew with the wind, The sun shun on your face making you glow. Ethan couldn't stop staring.  Somehow you managed to com across your neighborhood and you slumped in your chair so you mom wouldn't see you.

*

"I had so much fun with you Ethan," You said turning your body towards him He nods smiling letting you open the door. You open the door to your house and your mom was asleep, on the couch so you had to make as less noise as possible. "Where have you been for the past hour, (Y/N)?" Your mom speaks up startling you making you stop in your tracks.

"I-I was at the library," You stutter

"Okay, so who's car was that?" She questions making you roll your eyes.

"I made a new friend today, Mom." You state heading up to your room when you see Ethan lying on your bed.

"What the fuck?!"

"How'd you even get in my house?"
"Through the window," he states patting the bed saying, "here, lay with me."
This was oddly weird because Ethan's a bad boy & he's never nice to anyone.
I lay by his side staring at the ceiling.

"I'm still a bad boy,"