Who Said The Bad Boy Wouldn't Win?

Chapter 7

So yeah guys....Who hates Jay? I do, he just pissed me off....then again i'm the one writing the book :/ Meh, your meant to hate him...or love him, whichever one is fine...

I really like Zack in this chapter, i think he's really cute and yeah...i think i'm in love with a book character

see? this is my weird side :/

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"Oh. My. God. How was it!?" Sienna practically screamed in my face. I leaned back as she jumped up and down like an excited puppy.

"Good." I said, leaning back on a wall.

"Why haven't you said anything about it all day? Zack had to remind me in last period!"

"Cause you react like this."

"Who cares! Did you guys kiss?" she asked. I shook my head, still smiling. She was so cute when she was excited about my life. It's pretty funny. She's more enthusiastic about my life than I am.

"Miss Long!" said an angry looking teacher.

"Ah fuck. I have to clean up the school. Fuck this shit." She groaned walking over to the teacher. I turned around, well how am I meant to get home now?

"Hey!" said a really happy voice, Zack's voice.

"Hi." I said, instantly beaming at him. Butterflies gathered in my stomach and I didn't need a mirror to know I was crimson.

"Just saw you lose your ride home, want a lift?" I nodded. Wow, good timing.

"You have a car?"

"Yeah, birthday last year. Although it's more a piece of junk." Even with him saying that, you could see in his face that he loved it none the less.

"Hey babe, want a ride?" asked Jay as he sat on his motorcycle waiting for me. Zack looked questioningly at me when Jay called me that infuriating name. I shook my head.

"No, getting a ride from Zack. Leave me alone!" he only smirked at that.

"You didn't want me to leave you alone yesterday, did you?"

"I remember me elbowing you and running out actually."

"Still liked it." He said. I shook my head and turned to Zack.

"Where's your car? I just want to get away from him." Zack put his arm around me possessively, glaring at Jay as Zack and I walked off.

We both got into his car, putting one hand on the wheel he turned to me, staring expectantly.

"Sorry about that. I promise nothing happened yesterday. He tried to make me do shit but I pushed him away. Don't believe anything he says about me, there's only one person I like and he's in this car with me." I said smiling up at him.

His hand went to cup my cheek, he started leaning down. I closed my eyes.

"GET A ROOM!" yelled Jay from outside the car. We both pulled back and glared at him.

"SAYS FREAKING MR PLAYER HIMSELF!" I yelled back out the open window. He was sitting on his motorbike. Damn, now I wanted to go on it. It was so fun. Shut up. Well it's true!

Conversing in my head...yep. Defiantly insane.

"Don't worry babe, we can use your room tonight." He yelled. Most people in the car park stared at me in the car with Zack, and then back at Jay.

He is so fucking dead.

I looked back at Zack, he looked slightly uncomfortable with people looking at us and from what he just heard.

"Um, do you want to come over? I don't really have any homework."

"Will he be there?"

"Yeah, but I can lock my door. He won't be bothering us." I said, biting my lip.

He smiled and nodded. The car drive to my house was short, it consisted of me giving directions and Zack talking about how Jay is just jealous and not really that much of a bad guy. Even now, he's standing up for his friend. I think that's kind of cute but since it was Jay it was a little annoying.

When we made it to the apartment, we got out together and headed to my room, climbing up many stairs. I took him to my room, pretending to lock the door. If Jay walks in, he's going to flip. It's perfect.

"So what do you wanna do?" I asked, sitting down on my bed with him.

"I can think of a couple things." Said Zack, winking. He was like a good version of Jay.

"Harry said you're a good guy, nothing like Jay." He chuckled at this, leaning closer to me.

"I'm not good but I'm nothing like Jay." He said, sliding a hand around my waist slowly.

"Prove it." I whispered against his lips, which were almost touching mine.

The kiss was small and innocent, but still enough to make me blush and make my heart race.

"Still not proving your not good..." I muttered, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Greedy little girl, aren't you?" he said, pulling me back to his lips.

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Ten minutes later I was straddling his lap and we had been making out for a while. I got bored of being like this so I shoved him down, this broke our kissing but I smiled mischievously down at him as I was still sitting and he was lying down.

"Oh no your don't." he said and pulled me down so he was on top of me. I laughed as he started to tickle me, how the fuck does he know I'm ticklish? Sienna is a dead woman.

"Stop! Oh my god! Please! Stop it!" I yelled, laughing in between each word.

At that moment Jay came bursting in, completely alarmed. When he saw Zack on top of me with my legs around his waist, I think I might have gave the wrong image.

"What the fuck, man!" yelled Jay.

"Jay, it's fine. We're just messing around." I answered for Zack. Jay gave Zack a death glare before, crossing his arms and looking at me.

"Leave." I said sternly.

"I'm good, I think I'll stay." he said smirking, leaning against my door frame.

"Okay then," I sighed and started hooking up with Zack again. Ah, sweet revenge.

"Ugh! Be safe!"

Not like you ever are, I thought to myself as I heard the door slam. I pulled back from Zack and looked up at him.

"'No! Stop!' no wonder he got the wrong idea." He said, mimicking my voice at the start.

"Oi! You shouldn't have tickled me!"

"Eh, fair enough." He said as he left a trail of kissed down my neck. I moaned involuntarily, he didn't seem to mind though. Okay, I think Sienna told him everything I love and hate. I hate being tickled but love being kissed on my neck. Fuck! Sienna is going to fucking die!

Wow...I've said I'd kill a lot of people lately. Oh well.