Bad Boys Who Become Bodyguards ✔

Chapter 4. Ruin your reputation.

■Kara■

After last night I woke up without a headache, that's a first. Now it's the day that everyone hates, Monday. It's time for back to school and trusts me, I'm sure everyone has a hangover.

I stand up from my bed and walk to my desk which has a small pile of clothes that I had picked out when I got home last night.

I walk out of my room and grab my bag from the kitchen counter along with my phone from my bag. I walk outside and stop to notice Masie is not home.

"Damnit," I mutter. Since I don't have a car right now due to an accident Masie was the only person who would normally take me to school.

I might as well start walking. I walk down the sidewalk, hoping to see Masie at some point driving her car.

I look over to see a motorcycle pull up next to me. The guy takes off his helmet to reveal that it's Trystan.

"Need a ride?" He asks, holding out a helmet. I take the helmet and slip it on, Trystan tightens and clips it for me.

I get on the back, wrapping my arms around his stomach. He starts driving to school and I look around at the scenery.

We finally pull into the parking lot of the school and he parks in his normal spot. He hops off and takes off his helmet.

He holds out his hand for me to take so he can help me get off. I take his hand and hop off, taking off my helmet and setting it down.

"Thank you," I say, fixing my hair. He looks down at me and moves my hair out of my face.

"Anytime sweetheart." Trystan winks at me and motions for me to walk with him up to the doors. We stand at the doors and I look around, not seeing Masie anywhere.

I look up at Trystan and he's looking out at the parking lot. He looks like an angel, I mean come on who wouldn't think that?

He looks down at me and we make eye contact. "What?" He asks me, grinning.

I look away, "nothing." He smirks at me, turning my head towards him so he can look at me. "Say it." He says.

"I was just viewing the scenery," I say. He laughs at my comment and continues to stare at me for a bit.

"You wanna get out of here?" He asks me. I chuckle and look back at him. "We just got here," I say, moving my hair out of the way.

"Doesn't matter." He says, grabbing my hand. We start running to his motorcycle and he hands me my helmet.

I slip it on and he clips it for me. I hop on the bike and he starts driving to an unknown destination.

He continues driving down an empty road that's in the middle of nowhere. He pulls up to a grassy spot with a few benches and a guard rail in front of them.

I take off my helmet and I walk over, resting my arms on the railing. Trystan stands next to me and rests his arms beside mine.

"What're we doing here exactly?" I ask him, looking up at his face. He looks down at me and grins.

"Were just hanging out aren't we?" He asks, drumming his fingers on the rail. He looks over to the scenery then back at me.

"My mom used to come out here with my dad said it was the place to be." Trystan chuckles. I look at him and he's tapping his fingers nervously.

I look at the rail and I trace some names that have been carved. I rest my head on my hand and continue tracing.

I stop tracing as Trystan starts turning and walking to his bike. I pick up my bag and start walking as I put the strap on my shoulder.

"I enjoyed getting awa-" I get cut off as Trystans lips clash onto mine. What. The. Literal. Fuck?

He pulls away and I just stand there frozen. "Kara," Trystan says, reaching for my hand. I pull it away, "I should probably get home." I say, walking to his bike.

I put on the helmet and he gets on the bike after I do. A few minutes later we get to my house and he parks the bike for me to get off.

I grab my bag from the bag and as I'm walking to the door Trystan grabs my arm. "Kara, whatever happened I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking." He says.

"I'm not mad, you just caught me off guard," I say, looking at the ground. He tilts my chin up to him, "I'm sorry if I hurt you, Kara." He says.

"Trystan, you didn't hurt me. I've just had some bad experiences with people and boys, I used to get hurt all the time but you're different." I say, moving my hair out of my face from the wind.

"Kara whatever happened between us, please don't tell anyone. It's important you don't." He says, dropping his hand to his side.

"Why? Because it will ruin your reputation?" I ask him, looking him straight in the eyes. He looks down at the ground.

"Pathetic. I actually thought you meant the meaningfully, guess I was wrong." I say, walking to the front door.

I enter my house, slamming the door before I could get into an even deeper argument. I won't cry only because I know we weren't together, even though it felt like we were.
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