Kevin's POV
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She was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Her long silky black hair, red rosy lips, and astonishing grey eyes. She didn't notice me as she sat down on the bench and stared at the swans and ducks. It seemed as though she was daydreaming.
As I studied her more closely, I realized it seemed as though she was crying before or while she was coming here. But even with her tear-streaked cheeks and stuffy nose, she still managed to take my breath away. She was so gorgeous, she could've fooled me if she said she was a model or famous actress.
I looked out at the pond and saw a unique looking fish surrounded by other fishes. If only I had that confidence. I know that I'm attractive but not in a cocky way. I looked like my father a lot.
I had his black curly hair, bright green eyes, sharp jaw line, and nose until it broke when I was little from falling off my scooter. The only thing I had from my mom was her pink plump lips whereas my fathers were more smaller and red.
Snow white (as I like to call her) reached to get her phone out of her pocket but it slipped and fell to the floor. Being the gentleman I am, I reached for it to only have Snow do the same thing. Our fingers ended up touching and I felt little sparks.
I looked up at her and was trapped into her gaze. She seemed to be having the same effect as since she slighlty gasped once our eyes met. I bit my bottom lip nervously and nibbled on it, a true sign that I didn't know what to do.
She leaned back up and I grabbed her phone from the floor. I dusted it off on my jeans and handed it to her. I nervously pushed up my glasses since it was kind of akward now between us. I fixed my white button-up shirt and looked over at her. She was still captivating and still stared at me.
As I looked at her knee high baby blue shorts, black tee, black and white converse, blue jean jacket, and black beanie kind of hat that said "No Wifey".
I looked up into her eyes and smiled. I felt as though this was exactly where I was supposed to be, right with her. And oddly enough, she smiled back showing me her straight white teeth. I held out my hand and introduced myself.
"I'm Kevin"
She slipped her small warm hand into mine. I squeezed it gently and she smiled bigger.
"Victoria, but my friends call me Vicky."
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Unknown POV
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I ran after Vicky screaming her name. I saw her hop into her car but not before she pulled did I hope into my own. I followed her trying to keep some distance between us.
I smirked to myself, but frowned once Vicky's sad and hurt face came into my mind. How she cried and ran away, but it was all her fault. He was MINE, and no one would take him away from me. She would find someone else. I did feel bad since she went through enough heartbreak but no one plays my game since they don't know the rules.
Vicky's car stopped in front of the park and she ran into it. I waited a few minutes before following her. It took me awhile to spot her but I found her near the pond, the pond she always talked about. Next to her was a really cute guy, sort of the good boy looking type, but he was still cute from where I could see him. I slowly walked behind their bench and squatted behind a bush.
It seemed like nothing was happening between them so I decided to leave. As I was about to leave, Vicky dropped her phone and they both reached for her phone. Like lightning I took out my own phone and went to my camera, it was perfect. They were both close to each other and it seemed like they were going to kiss. I snapped lots of pictures and grinned at how good they were.
I slowly got up and walked away casually as if I didn't notice she was here and that I was here the whole time. Looking through the pictures I thought about pissed he would be, and that made me full out smile. He was finally going to belong to me and she wouldn't be able to get in the way.
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