A Project with the Bad Boy

four :: whipped?

Chapter Four

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"Can't you walk any faster? You're going slower than a turtle," Colton said as I was being my annoying self, fake-walking to annoy him.

"And you're the hare who lost the race because you're such a douche!" I stuck my tongue out at him.

Colton started to groan frustratedly, "Fine if you don't want to do this then I'm leaving!"

"Hey!" I tried catching up to him. "I was just kidding......"

"Wait...." I trailed off. And stopped walking.

"What's with those six big letters on those empty parking lots?" I asked.

"Can't you see? That's my car and that whole space is mine." Colton spat sarcastically.

I took a closer look to the spot and there I saw the letters C, O, L, T, O, N, in bold capital letters in six empty parking spaces.

What. The. Hell?

"Who the f do you think you are?" I hissed.

"Chill, princess. I bought those," Colton started laughing, his hands on his stomach.

"Is that even allowed?" I said, sending him deadly glares.

"Anything is, for me, babe." He winked. Oh gosh, I do admit that is one hell of a freaking wink.

"Bye." I walked out of the parking lot until strong hands started to grip on my arm and pulled me closer to him and again, I felt strong arms on my waist as it started to carry me.

This feels different.

Is Colton the one who's carrying me?

"Hey, don't go, I swear the ice cream shop is worth it," the voice whispered softly in my ear.

"Okay." What a bipolar ass.

***

15 minutes was only the time needed to reach the ice cream store from school.

When I had a closer look on the ice cream store through the car's window, it had a big sign on its roof that says 'Whipped'. Okay, it's an awkward name for an ice cream store that looks extremely fancy. With colorful walls and all. How much "childish" could this place get?

And how the hell did Colton knew about this place, though? I'm laughing. Mentally.

"We're here," Colton said, observing the place.

"Duh," I replied sarcastically.

"You enter first. This place gives me Hansel & Gretel vibes and I might lose my life sooner or later, so it's better if you die first," Colton replied.

Oh my god a bad boy who knows about children stories, I'm laughing. Again. He's really acting weird today.

"You seriously believe that?" I crossed my arms, holding my laughter.

"Better than being unaware of anything."

I sighed, "whatever." Then headed to the entrance of the shop.

The shop smelled like vanilla and chocolate, it's making me drool, okay this place is awesome. Super awesome. But still, it's childish as fuck. Thank you Colton. They had soft marshmallow looking cushions EVERYWHERE, it's crazy. This place looks like the one in fairytales, and I wonder why I just knew about its existence right now.

No, do not bring the little girl inside of you out. That's stupid.

I wonder if I could meet my prince here?