The Bad Boy And Me?

⑭ Promise

A real girl isn't perfect and a perfect girl isn't real.
~Harry Styles (One Direction)

Chapter 14: Promise

(A/N: And that's our lovely Nathan/Blaze above)

Ashley's POV

"W-who told you that?" I question, taking a step back but his arms pull me back where I was.

"That is none of your concern," he says as he takes another step forward. "You broke your end of the deal, why should I keep mine?"

"No!" I yell out as my eyes widen in response. "Please don't. I promise I won't do it again. I'll keep my promise. Just please- don't."

Adrian trails his hand down the side of my face and then grabs a string of my hair, twirling it around his finger. "This is your last chance. Mess this up and I swear I'll tell everyone about him. Clear?"

"Crystal." I mumble, keeping my eyes on the floor.

He puts his finger under my chin and lifts my face, leaning forward till his lips brush against mine. I immediately push myself away from him, not wanting to kiss him.

"Ashley," he says in a warning tone, making me reconsider my decision.

'This is for Nathan.' I chant in my head, again and again.

I squeeze my eyes shut and lean forwards, meeting Adrian's lips halfway. He kisses me for a minute or two before trailing kisses down to my neck and sucking on the skin there.

'Please don't give me a hickey.' I inwardly wish.

But of course, it didn't happen. He started sucking hard on the skin of my neck and I knew he was planning on leaving a hickey there. Finding another spot, he sucked on that too and continued on till he was satisfied. He then came back to my lips and landed a brief kiss before pulling away and walking out of the kitchen.

"So what are we watching today?" Adrian asks from the living room.

"W-what?" I ask him, unsure of what he meant.

'He was leaving, wasn't he?'

But when I walked out of the kitchen, I knew he wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon. He was sitting on the couch comfortably with his feet on the coffee table and two plates of food next to him.

"Come on over," he says when he sees me standing at the entrance of the kitchen. "Which movie do you wanna see?"

I say the first movie that comes to mind, "The Fate of the Furious."

"That's another reason why I love you. Even though you like chick flicks and rom coms, you absolutely love action movies." He replies as he lands an arm around my shoulders and pulls me closer to him when I walk over and sit on the couch.

He grabs the plate of pasta and hands one to me and takes the other for himself, settling back down as the movie starts playing.

-★-★-★-

Next day at school, I avoided Nathan like the plague. It's not that I wanted to, but I had to. I had no choice anymore. Every time I saw him walking towards me, I would run the other way or go to Adrian.

After lunch was over, I walked to the girls' washroom and washed my face in the sink, holding onto the sink and staring at my face when I was done.

'What had my life come to? Just a few days ago, my life was completely normal. Now, I'm dating a guy I don't wanna date and ignoring the guy that I do wanna date.'

I was brought out of my world when I heard the door to the washroom lock as someone entered it.

I turned my head to see Nathan with his arms crossed across his chest and an angry look in his eyes.

"Why have you been avoiding me the whole day? I thought we were good."

"We are." I reply after I got over the shock of seeing him here. "Adrian knew about us being together yesterday. He said he wouldn't tell anyone about you if I keep my promise and stay away from you and that's what I plan on doing, no matter what you say."

"Ashley," his voice is soft and his eyes have a pleading look in them, "You don't need to do that for me. It's okay if people find out about it. I can take care of myself. It doesn't matter. What matters is you."

And I melted.

That was so sweet. But I knew I wouldn't listen to him, I couldn't. I wanted to keep him safe. And I would.

"Nate, don't you know they'll kick you out of school if they found out you were with the Blood Howlers? Everyone would pick on you and gang up on you and just beat you up or something. I can't be the reason for that. I can't be the reason you're in danger. I won't. I'm sorry, but I can't." I say as I unlock the door to the washroom but as soon as I did that, Nathan locked it again, turned me around and pressed me flush against the door, immediately pressing his lips against mine.

I put my hands on his chest in an attempt to push him away but he just grabbed them. I put them in a fist to try and get them away from him but he wrapped his hands around them and kept them on his chest.

"Nathan, we can't." I say as he pulls away and looks down at my neck, his eyes suddenly darkening with anger.

"He gave you hickeys?" He questions as he tightens his hands over my fists and I let out a wince. He immediately pulls his hands away and looks at me with an apologetic look, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that." He then grabs my hips and throws me over his shoulder in an instant, unlocking and opening the door of the washroom before he walks out with me.

"Put me down!" I yell as I hit Nathan with my fists.

"You know that you're hurting yourself more than you're hurting me, right?" He lets out chuckle.

Changing my tactics, I scratch my nails all over his back, thinking he would drop me an I would run off but instead he just laughed at me. Again.

"That doesn't hurt either. Just brings certain images to mind." He replies as he taps my butt.

"What images?" I growl, growing red in my face at the thought of someone seeing him touching my butt.

"You under me. Naked. Scratching my back, just like you are now, every time I thrust into you."

"Nathan!" I yell out. I'm sure my face had turned into an even darker shade of red as my entire body heated up.

"What? I'm just answering your question." He laughs out loud.