Chapter 7 - Not Another High School Party
"Know I've done wrong
Left your heart torn
Is that what devils do?
Took you so low
Where all that fools go?
I shook the angel in you
Now I'm rising from the ground
Rising up to you
Filled with all the strength I found
There's nothing I can't do"
The party at Lia's started at 5 p.m and it would probably last for several hours after that. Aiden texted me asking where he would be picking me up. Don't ask me how he got my number, because I have no freaking idea. I texted him back saying that we should meet at a nearby park. There was no way I was going to let him know where I lived, so the park was the safest and best idea.
I didn't prepare myself for the party. To be honest, I didn't know what to expect or where I was getting myself into. The only things I knew about high school parties I had learn from movies and believe me, they never ended up well. So I decided to go with a simple outfit, some jeans, a rock t-shirt, a leather jacket and a pair of combat boots.
Once I got out of my house I couldn't help but look at Dylan's. His car was not parked, so I guessed he was already at the party. Most likely making out with Janice. I walked towards the park and waited for five minutes before I heard the noise of a motorbike. I saw Aiden parking near me, with no helmet on his head and with his stupid smirk spread across his stupid face.
Gosh, how could I have been so stupid? This was starting as a bad idea, so from now on it could only get worse.
"Ready?" Aiden asked, looking me up and down. I scowled at him but he simply smirked, grabbed a helmet from his bike and handed it to me. "Here it is, love."
"Please, stop calling me that." I firmly but politely asked, looking hesitantly to the motorbike, also known as the killing-machine.
"Don't worry." He said "I'll drive you safely. Scout's honour."
"Yeah, right." I rolled my eyes at him.
"Come on, we don't have all day." He teased with that annoying half-smile playing on his lips.
I sighed, my heart bumping in my chest. I hesitantly sat on the freaking bike, trying to put the damn helmet on my head. For the record, it's not easy.
"Oh, please." Aiden sighed, turning back to face me. He grabbed the helmet and put it gently on me before I could even reply. Then he turned again and started the motor.
"I think you might wanna hold onto me." He warned and I could hear the teasing in his voice.
"I won't need to if you go slowly. And what's up with you not using a helmet? What about the police?"
"Have I told you that you good girls are extremely annoying?" He asked.
"I thought bad boys liked that." I said, a smirk playing on my lips. He turned to stare at me, but instead slammed his head on my helmet, which of course, made me laugh. Which of course made him mad. Which of course made him go at full speed through the roads, making me instantly grab his waist. I swear I screamed all the way to Lia's house. I probably looked like a crazy person, but we were going way too fast and besides who wouldn't go crazy driving like that? I was so going to kill him!
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