Gwen's POV:
I was over the thing about my brother, I can't believe Henry told me to get into his car. See...I knew he had a thing for me. I smiled at my idea of still pretending to be sad, who knew he was such soft guy at heart. I can't wait to break his heart... I closed my eyes and sleeped in peace, knowing the fact that I was going to make him pay for his rude attitude.
Henry's POV:
Gwen fell asleep, I couldn't help but chuckle at her cuteness. Wait...what am I thinking? No, this is probably a trap. I pushed my glasses to the bridge of my nose and distracted myself to the road. I wanted to play music but Gwen was fast asleep...who knows what will happen? My phone beeped, I know they say not to check your text message when your driving. So, I decided to pull over and check my message.
'where are you?! I thought you were going to make me chicken soup when you come home!! I'm REALLY hungry!!'- Luke
OH DANG IT. Okay, enough with the softness henry..get yourself together. I started shaking Gwen awake. "GWEN! WAKE UP!" I yelled, her eyes shut, open and she got up. I glared at her, "Where's your house?" I asked angrily..a bit too angry. "u-u-um....near school..." She panickly replied. "Okay." I replied back. I hit the car's pedal and sped towards school...it was night time. I sighed and stopped at school, "You don't expect me to walk home..do you?" She asked as she battered her eyelashes. "Where do you live....tell me the directions." I snapped at her. Her eyes widened, "okay....okay...Calm down." She replied back. She told me the directions and I dropped her at her house, before she could say goodbye ..I drove off. I can't fall for her, she broke up with her boyfriend just for me...she's trying to get to me, well I'm not going to let that happen. I rushed home and cooked my brother his chicken soup, as an apology we had to verse each other in a game of soccer... on a console obviously.
Gwen's POV:
Is he bi-polar or what? I felt myself blush as I replayed the little moments we had together. Okay, this is weird. My heart is beating really fast. I remember when he touched my cheek and my hand...and when he...took off his shirt.
'Looks don't matter. What matters is what's inside.'
Why am I thinking of him and why am I blushing? I pushed that side thought away. His not my type anyways. I smiled softly...his going to be my new little toy.
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Sorrry for the really short chapter. :L
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The Player's Toy
RomanceGwen Parin assumes she's got everything under control. After all, she was the most popular girl in highschool. She had the hottest boyfriend and many followed her. However, everything drastically changes when her life is disturbed by a boy who is ab...