Bad boy love

part2

*"Hey it's Ryan what are you up to?" I had read the text message he had sent me.*

I didn't want to answer him quickly because it would have looked like I was desperate. I didn't want to think about his message, so I distracted myself. I took out the popcorn and placed the kettle corn in a bowl. I went upstairs with my phone in my hand and the bowl in the other. I reached my computer and popped the DVD. Once I did that I texted him, "Hey just about to watch a movie what about you?" I kept on paying more attention to my phone instead of the movie.

We talked all night till it turned one. I learned almost everything I needed to know about him and he of me. I felt like I knew him all my life which made me fall for him quickly. I fell asleep while we talked on the phone. His voice carried onto my dreams and it was heavenly.

My alarm went off at 7a.m, it made me mad but excited at the same time. I was mad because I was dreaming of Ryan, but excited because I'll get to see him in reality instead of my dreams. I went through my closet to find a decent yet cute outfit. I found a half long sleeved shirt that was black on the sleeves and white the rest. It looked like a baseball t-shirt. Then I found some shorts and put on my combat boots on. I was ready to impress. I went across my room to brush my teeth and put my make up on.

I then curled my brown hazelnut hair. My greenish and brownish eyes popped out with the white eyeliner under my eyes. I applied mascara; it made my eyes big and pretty. I went downstairs to pop a cold pop tart in my mouth. "OMG almost forgot my fuckin backpack," I said with half a pop tart in my mouth and ran upstairs to my room. I got my backpack and headed back downstairs in a rush. I locked my house and walked to school with an hour to spare.

I was hearing my music and rereading my conversations with Ryan last night. My phone remind me that today I have to go to work. I ran into Stella, the bitch of the school as I have heard and been told. "Watch where you are going you stupid bitch!" she told me all angry. "Um...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I wasn't paying attention where I was going," I mumbled and shook in fear. It felt like a fairy tale or a scene from a movie or book because Ryan stepped in and defended me.

"Don't tell her that you fuckin slut," he said to Stella. "Excuse me," she said as if she was never called that before. "You heard me get lost! I think someone is waiting to be fucked by your smelly, hairy vagina around that corner, Sluty Stella," he told her as I hide behind him. She grunted and stormed out of our way. "Thanks. That was very nice of you," I said and I blushed.

"Anything for a pretty girl like yourself," he said and blushed as well. We started walking to class, but he grabbed my hand and stopped me. He turned me around and making me face him. He pulled me to his body, wrapped his arms around my waist, and brought his lips to mine. The love I had growing just grew more through the spark in that kiss. It was my first kiss. I felt everything a 17 year old would feel. It felt amazing our tongues danced in harmony. I felt the fireworks that I never felt before. I waited 17 years for this and I held on to that moment as long as I could. I was his.

During class he would pass me notes saying, "Go out with me. I can make you do anything and everything. Come on I know you have a thing for me too, come on. Go out with me." I would sit there in silence and blush like crazy thinking about what he could make me do. All day he was texting me, I felt special.