That smile. That god damn smile. Why am I soo fascinated by him. He's really nice, sweet, sensitive, got that fuck boy look, and will treat you right. Oh my gosh don't even forget his hair. Fuckkkkkkk. Oh god, this should be illegal to have a guy like this in HS, and he's single!! Makes no sense, but I know I can't get him. I'm wayy out of his league and I'm not good enough for him.
His hair is waves of sandy brown highlights and dark brown. His tips brush up against his forehead defining his squared, sharp face. His tattoo on his neck marks a spot where I could cover my tongue and lips all over. It would be smothered with thousands of kisses filled with love and affection. He would mutter out a moan lightly, trying to keep the pleasure inside. But he can't handle it anymore and starts moaning uncontrollably, one after the other.
I'll stop and give him a sweet smile and kiss on the lips and return my focus back on a book I was in the middle of reading. He would look back at me like I just committed a crime. It was like I robbed a bank but didn't steal the cash or like I agreed to go skydiving and get up high in the air and don't jump out of the plane. Then his shocked face turns into a seductive smirk and fades away in seconds and pretends as if nothing happened. We sit in silence for five minutes. While I become engulfed into my book world, he stares up at the ceiling and at me. His eye gazed back and forth like he's deciding if he should say something or not. He breaks the silence and says, "Babe, you gotta stop teasing me like that. U know what goes down there when u do that to me."
I take a moment to respond and remove the book from my face and lock my eyes onto him.
"Baby," I say as I place my hands onto his. "You know I love teasing you. And your always turned on."
"No baby, u only turn me on. And yea I might be most of the time but it makes it even worse when u tease me."
"Interesting dream you got." I hear someone say, yet it's not the guy I'm looking at cause the voice sounds nothing like him. It's a female voice, yet her words are coming out of the guy I'm staring at. I blink again and the guys face starts to deform into this rounded faced, dark medium lenghted haired female with solid features.
I look around and I'm not in a massive bedroom with white walls and ocean view, I'm sitting in a chair outside of a cafe with an iced coffee set on my table and this girl is sitting across from me. Her name is Kathy, she's my best friend and we're at my favorite coffee place.
"It was about Ali right?" She says with a smirk and my rosy cheeks start to pop out of my cheeks as I try to hide my face a little.
I mutter "yea..." and I feel a storm of embarrassment and joy mixed together which confuses me on how I should feel in this moment.
"You need to stop daydreaming about him and get at him girl." She says as if it was easy to get him with a snap of a finger.
"I wish, he's soo fucking hot and I'm soo fucking not. Ok that was corny as hell but you know I'm not good enough for him." I say as she ignores my remark. She looks up and stares at whatever is behind me and she starts to chuckle and smile. She looks down at me and winks at whatever is behind me. I turn around to see what it was and I instantly turn back around and cover my face into my arms.
Ah shit, ah shit, ah shit. FUCK. There's no way I just saw Ali. Nooo fucking way. Ok let me just look again. I turn around again and I see his perfect squared head. His sharp-cut jawline that could cut through glass. His sandy brown highlights that drape across his forehead and a forest of dark brown on his head. His fuck boy look captures me every time and I move closer to him as if there is a magical force pulling me closer and closer to him.
I look back at Kathy and she whispers in my ear, "I got a plan." She winks at me and grabs my hand and takes me into the arcade that he went into with his friends. We look around and we finally spot him at the Pac-Man game.
"Ok so I'm gonna push you into him and you know hopefully he won't be a dick about it you know so gooo." She says before she pushes me into him and his drink he was holding spills all over my top and leaves a big red stain on my brand new shirt. I being to topple over to the ground, until I feel someone's arms wrap around my body and I look into the persons eyes and I immediately knew it was Ali. His hazel brown eyes take me into a world that looks almost like heaven and I feel as if I'm floating with the angels in the sky.
"Are you okay?" I hear him say after I'm done fantasizing into his eyes. He plops me back on my feet and I brush off my pants.
"yea yea I'm good, I'm super sorry for-" he cuts me off
"no no no, it's my fault for spilling my drink on you. Hold up let me wash you up. Let's go to my place I got a washer and dryer there." He says as he points me to where his car is parked. I look at Kathy and she winks at me and I see her mouthing something to me, but nothing comes out of her mouth. I think she said something like, "get it". But I could be wrong.
I'm like overwhelmed with emotions rn like I can't even control myself. I feel anxious to connect my body with his, but at the same time I'm nervous for making a wrong move or step. I don't want to come off too strong or too scared. Ugh what should I-
"Uhh hey so um, I'm really sorry about your shirt. I really fucked it up, I can buy you a new one or even a better one." He says and I feel like he really feels bad for ruining my shirt. He even has the sad puppy dog face.
"It's really ok, it's already enough that you are washing and drying it for me so-" cuts me off again
"No no, a pretty girl like you doesn't deserve to not be treated well after what I did to you. Come on, hop in." He says in his deep, raspy voice that I love. I can hear the voice that I always would imagine in my dreams of him and it makes me want to jump on him even more, but I try to hold in my urges and smile at him. I see his cheeks start to redden and that makes me blush even more. He laughs it off and plops me into the passenger seat and he straps himself in and we take off to his place.
We cruise through the empty streets and I gaze at the deserted lands we past. The more we drive, the higher the mountains seem to get. It's like we are sinking into the mountains realm but maybe I'm just hallucinating or something. I knew I was really hallucinating when I felt eyes stinging on my shoulder and my eyes. I felt a presence watching me and I looked over my shoulder at Ali and I caught him right when he was gazing at me. He immediately turned his head back to the road. He looks back into my eyes and his eyes just stayed glued to me until he finally had to blink and focus back onto the road.
Now I was blushing big time and he knew it. He was even more red then me and I didn't even think that was possible.
"You know, your eyes. They really are capturing. Shit I got lost in them a couple of times." He says as he chuckles out the words. We both smile at each other and stay silent the whole road to his place.
Soo that's the end of this mini story. I'm going to publish more mini stories with different guys. But if you want to hear more of this story please comment below. Thank you for reading! Have a great day!
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