And that is the last thing I said before I realized I liked Travis Woods.
Welp. I'm screwed.
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After my little....incident... with my brother, I ended up staying the night at Travis' house yet again.
I think the scary part was I did not mind.
Until bed I felt comforted and loved. He treated me like glass, like I could not be broken, yet the cracks already began to form at my sides. I checked my phone and saw 12 missed calls from Michael and 34 texts. I opened up my phone to see what pathetic things he had to say next.
BigBro: Kenya. Please come home. I am sorry for what I did I was not thinking. Love U.
BigBro: Kenya, this isn't funny. I know you need time to cool off, but you won't answer my calls.
BigBro: Kenya, I know what I did was uncalled for, but we need to talk about this.
BigBro: This is getting ridiculous. Come home. Now.
I start to tear up reading the messages and immediately Travis notices.
"Whats up?" He asks. I don't want to speak and have the tears spill out, so all I do is hand him my phone so he can read. His face scrunched up in anger and the tears finally break through. Quiet sobs leave my mouth as he pulls me into his arms, which I graciously accept. His fingers stroll through my hair, his breath on my neck.
"I don't want to go home." I whisper. He tenses.
"You don't have to."
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In school the next day, I get quiet stares from almost every girl in the school (and some guys) after walking in with "the famous" Travis Woods.
I dreaded the fact I was bound to run into my brother sooner or later and Travis knew that and volunteered to stay by my side. I accepted. Yet it was more like a plea.
I walk down the hall with a bounce in my step next to Travis. I don't know what we are, but yesterday he was comforting me and we were locking lips.
And to top off my day. Biology. My mood immediately evaporates leaving my solid hatred for this damn class. "Great..." I muttered. Travis looks at me and I shut down his worries by telling him I have no classes with my brother and I will wait for him in the halls. My free will is gone. But for some reason I don't mind.
He walks away, but not without giving me his sexy smirk.
Sexy?!?! Damn I am in deep!
He gives me one last longing look. "I told you, you would be mine." And he stalks out.
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I walk out the class, brain completely fried. Ugg. When will I ever need to know this shit? No matter how much I hated it, I still took notes. I need to get into college. Thats my number one priority.
Right?
I walk out and look for Travis, like I promised. And I see something. Something that splits my heart in two.
I see another girl kissing him passionately.
Not only does the gesture hurt after yesterday, but who its with makes me die inside.
He is kissing my only friend.
Gwen.
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DAMN! I AM SO SORRY! PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT ME!
I will release a Travis POV as SOON AS POSSIBLE!!!
Love YOU ALL!
-Riley
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Roman pour AdolescentsKenya Miller is the dream girl. Perfect hair and curves to complement and friendly, bubbly personality. But will her harsh past hold her back? Travis Woods is the hot-ass bad boy all the girls dream of being with. Stubborn and cold to all around him...