Bad boy love

part6

Once I enter my house the cool air hits me. I go upstairs not realizing that I had tears coming down my cheeks. Why did he leave in such a hurry? Did I do something to cause him to leave so quick? Was he in a hurry to go fuck another bitch? I'm dragging my half broken down body to my room. It seems like I'm walking up the stairs like forever.

I finally make it to my room; my room is a mess. I don't remember it being so messy. Knowing me I would make my bed. But I'm in a tired state to make my bed. I pull the sheets up so I could go in, then cover myself to cry. I check my phone like a million times to see if he would text me explaining why he left in such a hurry but my hopes become sorrows. Anything would be great at this point. A simple hey or something. I change into some sweats, climb into my messy undone bed, and once I enter I breakdown. I cry myself to sleep, while holding my phone to my chest, and praying/hoping he calls or texts me.

I wake up to my alarm realizing I had fallen asleep from 1pm yesterday to 6am today. I have school today I said to myself. I got up and saw I had no calls or texts it didn't surprise me. I got up and looked through my closet.

Today I will be meeting my classmates and asking Ryan so many questions that needed to be answered by him. I found a white long sleeved crop top that showed a bit of my stomach, put on light blue high waisted jeans that fit me tight. I put on my white platform converses and a faded jean jacket. I went the restroom to curl my hazelnut hair, brush my teeth, place mascara along with eyeliner, blush, and lip stick. I was getting ready for school and Ryan himself. I was ready, ,so I went downstairs got my black backpack and headed out. I walked to school and when I got there I spotted Ryan's car.

I looked for him all over school, getting guy stares every where I went. Some asked if I was lost; but I wasn't, to there surprise I knew this school. The bell rang mentioning it was time to get to class. So I walked my sad ass to history. I took a seat in the second to last row in the middle basically. All the guys in class were quite handsome, but they didn't get my attention like Ryan did.

They would turn around and stare at my direction. My face is whatever how could they think that was cute. Then some girls were talking shit about me with their clique. I heard this red headed girl mention Ryan in their conversation and I turned to her direction. I gave her a dirty look and they stopped gossiping and faced forward.

I had guys looking at me from the front and girls gossiping about me on my right and left. The girls turned around to look at the person who just walked in. I felt a familiar presence,so I turned around as well.

I found Ryan taking a seat behind me, I smiled at him waiting for him to grow a smirk on his beautiful face. But he wasn't giving me what I was wishing. He was wondering off into space itself, so I gave up and turned around.

*I found like 10 notes on my desk that read, "Hey I think you're very pretty. We should hang out someday. Can I get your number after class?"Then it would say who ever gave it to me.*

I crumbled the notes and all the girls gave me dirty looks because I crumbled notes from the hot guys. I got up to throw the notes and passed by Ryan's desk. I heard him laugh but then trying to cover it up, so that I wouldn't hear. But it was too late I had heard it and a smile was placed on my face.

The teacher entered saying, "I am sorry for running... hello what's your name are you new here," he stopped mid sentence and asked me. He was very good looking and was about 24 years old. "Yeah I'm new Mr???"He finished my sentence by saying, "Mr. James Irwin and nice to meet you," he said/asked me. "Riley Hayes is my name," I answered him.

All the girls I'm guessing have a crush on the teacher. They stuck out their small boobs to make them bigger and stuck their asses out as while. Even asking Mr. James dumb questions that they absolutely knew the answers to. He would stop by my desk asking me if I understood the assignment he had given us. But all I would say was, "Yeah I understand it. "

The bell rang telling us it was time to go to the next class. I packed my bag and headed out of class. All the girls stayed to talk to the "bomb teacher". All the guys followed me to my next class. Girls would look at us and at the boys following me.

I turned around and told them, "Can you guys not follow me?" Then they all left as if I had caught them following me. Carter and Angela found me and dragged me to a corner of a class to tell me something. "OMG all the girls and boys have been speaking about you. The guys say that your bomb and stuff like that, but the girls are gossiping and saying shit. You're barely new to school and everybody knows you already," they particularly screamed at me.

"Well they don't know me for me. They just know of me. They just know my ugly looks not myself," I told her noticing Ryan pass me. "Aren't you guys dating or something," Carter asked me. "I don't quite frankly know what we are. I guess we are unknown lovers," I said with a sad tone in my voice. They looked pass me and I turned to see why and we were surrounded by boys.

School was finally over I was tired of having guys surround me. I walked home and passing cars beeped at me. What do they see in me? I have B size boobs, a perky butt, a flat stomach that disgusts me, my curves are ugly, and my hips are wide and round. I'm short as well I'm 5'6 I hate when I get noticed by people I don't want to get noticed by.

I walked and looked at my phone seeing if I had any messages or calls from Ryan. I got home and my phone still didn't have any calls, messages, emails, or snapchats. I was devastated that he didn't contact me at all, but wasn't surprised.

I wonder how he felt when he say guys wanting me? Was he jealous? I would be jealous if I saw girls around him. Did he just use me for my sex? I don't care if he did because I still love him. I knew he was a bad boy, but I fell for his bad boy love.

I walked myself up stairs to my room my house is empty a lot of the times. So I wanted to be alone in my room. I got to my room and jumped onto my bed face down. "Ugh guys are so fucking confusing. I hate guys I should just turn lesbian. Never mind I love guys they have dicks so yeah," I said to my pillow. I cried myself to sleep again. I stayed asleep which seemed like forever.