"Hello love"... Fuck
I look at the wall and see it is a shirtless Ryder and may I just say, DAMN! I hate to admit it, but he has a killer athletic body! He's very muscular, but not too much or too little, it's just right, and he also has a hella defined 6 pack which is amazing with his tanned skin.
*Ahem*
Ryder clears his throat which makes my emerald green eyes avert their gaze from his body and up to his chocolate brown eyes and see his cocky wide smirk plastered on his face. Was I really that obvious?? Fantastic! I think by now you know when I'm being sarcastic. THAT RHYMED!! I come back to reality and realize what he called me
"Call me love again, and I'll slowly peel your skin off and feed it to you" I say pissed at the nickname. I know that's very violent and gross, but hey, if it makes him get out of my way, then so be it. Aaaannnddd... he's not moving. I try to push past him but he won't budge. Normally I'd be more forceful and I would get past him, but that requires effort which I need for later so... No... Shut up! I'm a lazy, so what?!
"Dude! Move! I want food!" I slump whining. I can just picture the mouth watering mac and cheese. But I have no clue what we're having for dinner, and mac and cheese was my first thought. I feel like Homer Simpson when he drools over doughnuts, except I'm like that with every food!
"No problem, but how about we skip to dessert??" He says while not even trying to hide the fact that he's checking me out in my white fluffy towel. Literally his head his moving up and down my body and it's uncomfortable! He looks down at me and wiggles his eyebrows. This dude is the definition of a man-whore!
"I just lost my appetite" I say with my face scrunched up in disgust. Never in my life has anybody ever been able to make me do such things because food comes first! But somehow this lump of clay has. Bravo my friend! Bravo!
"I know you want this" The cocky asshole says while gesturing to his body with his hands. I'm about an inch away from slapping this dudes smirk right off his face.
"Well you're an even bigger idiot then I thought if you think that. It must be really hard to see that for once in your life, a girl doesn't, won't and will never want you. Now if you don't move, I'll punch you so hard it'll knock some sense into that thick skull of yours" His smirk drops and his cocky look is replaced with a blank face as if he's trying to understand something. HA! I take this as my opportunity and walk past Ryder, bumping my naked shoulder with his arm. I head to my room without looking back and make my way to my closet.
Why the hell is Ryder even talking to me after today?? First he demands things from me, then threatens me and in response I put him in his place, then he wants to fuck me! If this is how he gets girls, then they are dumber then a stuffed toy.
I end up putting on my pjs which is an oversized black shirt, with some long grey pj pants. I leave my wavy hair out, and then proceed to take off my little bit of makeup and take out my contacts to replace them with my glasses. I got rid of my black thick framed glasses and got a pair of clear glasses and honestly they look REALLY good on me.
(Glasses Above & Below Just In Case!!)
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