The Bad Boys Game

Chapter 5. Attractions

Chapter 5

Isla's POV...

5 hours. Yes, 5 hours me and Imogen spent in the mall, after she insisted we find the perfect outfits for tonight. I was exhausted and I only had less than an hour to get ready.

After a long relaxing shower, I settled down at my dressing table. I thought seen as though it was a party, I really should make an effort. After 20 minutes and 20 minor burns my hair was finally curled, and my makeup looked presentable. I stepped into my closet to get changed into my outfit for the night. Imogen insisted that I wore a shadowing black swing dress, that hid my curves but showed my best asset off. My legs. After matching with a pair of simple nude sandals, I was ready to paint the town red. Or Imogen's house in this situation.

Just then I heard a loud bang coming from my window, I looked outside to see Ryder hanging out of his window, opposite mine from the house next door. As I opened the window I heard Ryder shout.

"I'll be ready in 5, I'm having a bad hair day" typical.

I think it's safe to say, Ryder spends longer to get ready than me.

After waiting 20 minutes for Ryder to groom his hair, we was finally on the road to the party.

"You look beautiful tonight, Angel" he complicated. I looked towards him, to see a look of honestly in his eyes. My belly bubbled inside, and a sense of warmness appeared in my chest.

"Thankyou Ry" Ry? What the hell was I thinking calling him Ry? Hopefully he didn't hear.

"Ry?" God damn it. My cheeks blushed bright red.

"No, no, I like it angel. Don't even feel embarrassed around me" thank god.

When we got inside the atmosphere was amazing, party's were really my scene.

"I'll go get you a drink whilst you go say hello to Imogen. Stay out of trouble Angel"

"Ryder, troubles my middle name." I winked, and walked off towards the dance floor.

The room was buzzing, or maybe that was just my head. Either way I was having a great time. I turned around to see Ryder's arms wrapped securely round my waist, grinding with me along to the music.

"Come with me" he says.

Without any questions asked, I followed him outside. When the fresh air hit me, my head started to pound from the amount of alcohol I had consumed.

"Your a bad girl right?" Ryder teased.

"As bad as they come" I winked. It felt so natural to flirt with this boy.

"Here" he said, pulling a joint out of his pocket. Let's get high.

Sitting on the bonnet of Ryder's car, we sat and smoked away. Letting all our thoughts and feelings go. Letting ourselves go.

"Do you do this sort of thing all the time?" I asked curiously.

"No only socially, every now and again at party's. Theirs a reason why I bought it tonight though"

"And that is?" I pushed further, my curiosity was getting the better off me.

"I want to know you, the real you. I want you to let me in. I want you to let me understand"

"Oh" I didn't know what to say, could I ever let him in?

"Isla, I respect you. You may not see it but I do, I like to play games. But that's part of our friendship, I really want us to be friends. Best friends, I know your hiding yourself from the rest of the world."

Silence.

"I know your hurting" he whispered. How could this boy be so right?

"Okay, let's play a game. You want to get to know me, your intrigued. Well I am too. So we will play the question game? If you don't want to answer the question, then you drink. I go first"

He smiled, then nodded his head.

"What are you into?" He knew exactly what I ment. He was dangerous, he was involved in illegal activity, I knew it from the off. He didn't answer, he just drunk. I tried to hide my disappointment.

"Where is your family Isla? I can't help but notice there is only ever you at home"

"Gone" I whispered. He looked at me saddened, but he didn't say anything. He just waited for me to continue.

"My family are in England. My mum travels a lot hence why I live in America. My dad is a deadbeat, he also lives in America too but I haven't seen him in 4 years. My gran, my real family. She's left behind in a England too" he didn't push any further, he didn't ask why and that I was grateful for.

"Where's your mum Ryder?" He flinched at my question but still answered nonetheless.

"She's dead" from the look in his eyes, I could tell he didn't want my sympathy, so I didn't give him anything, I just waited for him to continue.

"Three years back, my dad was involved in a pretty crucial gang. They was blackmailing our family, she put her life on the line for our freedom. She fought, but she lost" he seemed saddened by his last sentence. At the mention of his Dad, venom dropped through his tone.

I looked deep into his eyes, and I realised this conversation was too soon, he wasn't ready to talk about this.

"Come on" I said jumping up and grabbing his hand. We walked into Imogen's back garden which were full off intoxicated people, and i did the first thing that popped into my mind, I stripped to my under wear and ran and jumped freely into the swimming pool.

"Am I letting myself go freely enough, for the bad boy Ryder Daniels?" I teased. Before I knew it Ryder was by my side, fighting and tickling me in the water. His eyes caught mine, and the attraction was too strong to deny.

He kissed me.

Ryder Daniels kissed me.

A/N

They finally kissed, attractions are there. But are feelings?

This chapter hasn't been proof read yet, and I will adjust any typos or anything later on tonight. I just wanted to give you another update.

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