The Mute & The Bad Boy

Chapter 4- Is he stalking me?

As I was writing this chapter, the song "Call me maybe" by Carly Rae Jepson popped into my head. Lol.

Damian sat on his motorcycle and handed me his helmet. I had followed him quickly and quietly to his motorcycle, though my excited anticipation was building up the whole way. As I sat down, with the helmet on, he turned around and said, "If you want, you can put your arms around me. It's the safest way, but if you don't want to feel these steel abs," he says lifting his shirt and displaying his... 1, 2, 3... eight pack?! Which I definitely didn't stare at. "You can put your hands behind you."

I roll my eyes as he turns around, a smirk plastered on his face. Just to spite him, I place my arms around his waist and feel him tense up. I grin as he starts my new favorite transportation, and the engine revs. As we speed out of the parking lot, I barely catch a glimpse of Claire and Dren watching us with a newfound hatred in their eyes.

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As soon as Damian parks his bike, and stands up, I hug him. At first he's too shocked to do anything and I'm about to pull away when he hugs me back. When we finally pull apart, he watches as tears fall from my eyes. "What's the matter? Was I going too fast?" I shake my head, taking the helmet off and pulling my phone out of my pocket.

'I never thought I was going to be able to do that. Thank you for letting me ride on your motorcycle with you. I know you probably don't care, but its been a dream of mine to ride on one of those beasts. It's on my bucket list.'
After I hit send I wipe my face and start heading for the elevators.

I don't get far when he runs up beside me saying, "Okay, one: you're too young to be having a bucket list." You'd be surprised. "Two: you're welcome. And because I want to, I am going to take you to class everyday from now on."

I'm about to protest when he cuts me off. "Just think about it as me just wanting to see more of you again. Today was fun, so I'm returning the favor."

I feel my face heat up and can hear my heart beating in my ears after he says that.

Oh no! Please heart! Don't fall for this one! He's a bad boy! Don't do it to yourself. You hear all those songs and how they end. Do you want to live out those awful songs? My mind yells.
Let's give it a shot. My heart replies.
And then the mind, body, and soul listen to the heart.

The End.

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Damian drops me off at my door. Which isn't really hard since his is right beside it. As soon as I shut the door, I sigh. Megan is going to another party tonight so she should be back by 11p.m. Just thinking about it makes me tired. What? I'm lazy!

Going to the fridge, I open it for a snack, only to find it empty from last night. Damnit! I was really hungry too! Guess I'm going to the store. I glance at my kitchen clock. 5:49. Publix it is.

I set my school bag in my music filled bedroom and then wash my face in the bathroom trying to rid my face of tear marks. I can't believe I cried in front of him. Stupid! Stupid!

As I walked back into the living room, I grab my keys off of the countertop and leave my condo once again. But instead of just hearing my door shut, I hear the door left of me shut too. Please don't let it be Damian. I turned my head. Oh crud. "Hey Treble." Hi Damian.

I wave awkwardly and then try to scuttle past him. Like I said, try to. He grabs my arm gently but firmly and tugs me back around. "What are you doing?" Trying to go to the store without the whole complex hearing my pounding heart. I think, feeling my skin tingle where he touches my arm and my heart begging to leave my chest to join his. Calm down my beating heart. I need you to live.

I try signing to him instead of texting it. "Uh... what?" It ended in failure. 'The store, stupid.' "Oh. Need a ride? I'm going to the store too. Wanna come with?" YES! My heart screams. No! My mind yells. 'Sure.' My fingers text. 'Not like I have anything better to do.' "Right. Because the life of a mute is so much cooler than that of a bad boy." So he admits it! I shake my head, grinning like an idiot.

Until he put his arm around my shoulders and I tensed. No scratch that. I full on froze. Not even Dren had the guts to do that and the sensation was as foreign as it was welcomed. "Oh please! Don't get all shy on me now. If you get to put your arms around my waist, I can put my arms around your necks." Damian exclaims.

He does make a valid point. At that, I lock my door behind me and we head to the store. Wait. How did the both of us come out of our condos at the same time? Is he stalking me?

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