"But school..."
"School can wait." He says burying his face in my neck.
Well 10 more minutes can't hurt.
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We end up skipping school tomorrow. In his eyes it was a "mental health day." In mine it was my GPA going down.
And a buttload of work to make up. Ugh.
His arm is still draped over my thin waist. His face buried in the crook of my neck. Honestly I couldn't feel more safe.
I can't believe I am falling for Travis Woods. He was the bad boy everyone warned me to stay away from. Now I am sleeping in his bed. (No not like that you pervy wattpad people!!!)
I slowly unravel myself from his arms, trying not to wake him. I walk to the coffee machine like a fucking zombie. Need... coffee...
Travis comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. Slowly, I lean into his touch. I never thought the bad boy could be sweet. I always thought he was the "screw em and loose em type." I honestly feel bad for judging him like that.
My phone beeps in my pocket, forcing me to pull away from Travis. I grab my phone looking at my text. There are 2.
BigBro: Kenya. Please come home. I never meant for this to happen. I was just trying to protect you.
I feel physically sick after reading that. I miss him, and I hope it was a mistake. On the other hand I can't trust him the same way I did. I push this issue far from my mind, scrolling the other text.
Gwen.
Gwen: Kenya, we need to talk.
Some tears dwell in my eyes, but I don't dare to let them fall. Travis looks at me with a concerned expression, as he drifts his eyes to the screen of my phone. His face turns to a scowl, as he looks at Gwen's text. He pulls me into a fierce hug.
Finally I let the tears fall.
"How... how could she do this to me..." I sob into his shoulder. For the second time.
"It's alright. Everything will be alright." He coos in my ear.
It's not alright. My life is falling apart. My brother and best friend hate me. And some how I don't think of that in the moment. All I think of is him. Why? I don't know, to be honest. But Travis is the only stability in my life and I was not going to lose that.
I kiss him. For the first time I initiate it. When Travis exits out of his shock, his kisses me back. Not forcefully, telling me I could leave any moment I wanted to.
I can't believe I love the bad boy.
Wait, what?
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Short chapter guys! Sorry, but I hope you learned a little more about the characters. Thank you all so much for the support! I still can't believe I am 68 in heartbreaker. I swear I nearly cried!
I love you all! Thank you for taking the journey with me.
Next Chapter- It will feature Travis' and Michael's POV so stay tuned!
-Riley<3
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Crazy About You
Teen FictionKenya Miller is the dream girl. Perfect hair and curves to complement and friendly, bubbly personality. But will her harsh past hold her back? Travis Woods is the hot-ass bad boy all the girls dream of being with. Stubborn and cold to all around him...
