Mr Player vs The bad boy.

Chapter 1

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-KASEY'S POV-

* * *3 years earlier * * *

He came up close to me and grabbed me by my waist pinning me against his bare naked well defined chest.

"I know you want me" he whispered with a husky voice into my ear, his minty cool breath tickling the side of my neck.

He moved his head from my ear to the crook of my neck trailing wet kisses up from my neck to my jawline.

I remained dead still in my spot letting him take advantage of me.

His trails of kisses finally came close to my lips. He pulled away to look into my eyes. His lustful hazel eyes moved back and forth my lips and my dull blue eyes as if asking for permission to kiss me.

I nervously bit my lower lip looking into his two heavenly hazel lobes and shifting my eyes to look at his full red lips.

Oh how I have always wanted to taste those lips.

I slowly nodded my head looking innocently at his lips giving him full permission to kiss me.

He leaned in closer to my face with his cool minty breath fanning my face as he got closer.

And closer...

And closer...

He was so close I could feel the heat from his chest fully radiating off of his body sending electric shocks down my spine which sent my mind on over drive.

This was it. I was finally going to kiss my sixth grade crush. Our faces were less than an inch apart and one more move our lips would brush against each other.

Just as our lips were about to touch. I quote "just".

*beep* * beep * * beep *

My damn alarm clock woke me up from my wonderful dream bringing me back to the oh so 'amazing' reality. A reality where the man of my dreams remained a crush and the closest distance I have been to him is 5 feet.

"Arg" I groaned in annoyance turning my alarm off and rubbing my sleepy eyes in the process.

It was just another dream. Why did I have to play hard to get and make him wait so long to kiss me? well played Kasey, well played.

At least I would have known what it felt like to kiss him in my dreams. *sigh*

I got up into a sitting position on my bed and stretched my limbs. I threw my floral covers off of my body and pushed myself out of bed.

I opened the door next to my closet that lead to my walk in bathroom. These were the perks of being the only child. Having a super sized room, a queen bed, my own bathroom and all that jazz.

Dad worked for a big company in town owned by Mr. Parker, my crush's father. He earned a decent amount of money enough to keep the family living comfortably.

I got into the shower letting the warm water hit my bare skin. I used my rose scented body wash letting the rich rose scented smell hit my nostrils, I loved the smell of fresh roses.

After a quick shower I blow dried my long brown and blonde highlighted hair and pulled it up into a messy bun.

I wore my black skinny jeans, a white tight crop top, a black leather jacket and white converse sneakers.

I didn't have any particular dress style. I just loved getting dressed up so I wore anything and everything depending on how I felt. Bet you must've thought I'm one of those rich Barbie dolls that wear pink designer clothes with fake blonde hair. Well I'm not, I'm the kind that just...blends in.