Bad Boy Kisses (Raura Revised)

Chapter 8

I am finally back. So a lot of you guys said to continue so that is what I will do. Read and enjoy.
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I close my locker and jumped.

Ross smirks at me, "and how is my bad girl doing?"

I hold back an eye roll. "I am not your bad girl and I'm fine considering some asshole almost gave me a heart attack."

"Your feisty today. I like it" he winks pulling me closer to him by the hips. I slap his hands but he doesn't flinch.

"Ross what do you want? It's to early to deal with you." I practically whined not caring that I sounded like a bratty three year old.

He lets me go and smiles. "Sense you asked, want to go to a party tonight?"

I blinked surprised at his question. Then I smiled. "Is Ross Lynch asking me out on a date?" I laugh because it just wasn't like Ross to do something like that.

He scoffs giving me a disgusted look. "Laura I told you I wanted to bang you not date you. There's a big difference." Ouch, that hurts a little. "It's just there is a party tonight and since you will be over at my house already for the project, I thought it would be cool to check it out."

I bite my lip thinking it over. Was going to a party with Ross smart? I mean when I get there I could just ditch him and it would only look like we walked in at the same time. I don't want rumors going around that we are hanging out. I don't need Conner getting any ideas. Being in school with Ross is different, but if Conner thinks we hangout outside of it, there will be trouble. And I know for a fact that Conner will be there. He rarely misses parties.

I finally nod. "No funny business though! I don't want you drugging my drink and then I wake up the next morning with you and I find out we had sex."

Ross pretends to be offended. "Please Laura, I wouldn't have to drug you to get you in bed."

"Your right." I answered back.

His eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

"You would have to kill me first." I laugh touching his cheek while walking around him.

He catches up to me and walks next to me slinging his arm around my shoulder. "Babe why do you fight it off so much? You are just in denial. We both know we want each other."

I turn my head a little and look at him with an 'are you stupid' look. "Ross, I can barely stand you half the time. What makes you think I want to have sex with you?"

"Have you seen this body and face?" He asks as if I was the stupid one. "Plus you need a really good lay, you seek stiff and I am just the right guy to help you with that." He starts messaging one of my shoulders.

I glare at him shrugging off his arm. "You are the reason why I am so tensed. You make me go crazy"

"Crazy with lust. I bet all you can think of is how hot I am."

I stop in my tracks and push Ross up against the lockers. His eyes go wide and his breath hitches. I lean in so our lips touch the tiniest bit. I take in a rugged breath and let it out fanning his lips. "Your so right. All I can think about is taking your clothes off and taking you. Hard." I run my lips over his jaw and up his cheek. Looking him right in the eye I say, "I like being in control."

I move off of him and smile. "Is that what you wanted to hear?" His mouth was agape and I don't think I have ever seen him so surprised. "Like I told you Ross. The only way you will get me is if I'm dead."

He composes himself, adjusting his shirt and fitting his jacket right into the right place. "Whatever." Then his eyes meet mine and a spark grows in them. "Wait. You aren't a virgin anymore."

I cock an eyebrow. "How did you come up with that and why are you asking?"

"Well you just said you like being in control. I'm pretty sure a virgin wouldn't say that about sex." I mentally hit myself. I just had to give him payback didn't I?

Lying I answered, "I like being in control with everything." Vague. Perfect all I have to do is be vague and he won't catch me.

I didn't want to have the discussion of losing my virginity. Especially of all people with Ross Lynch. Not on my lists of things to do. Ever.

He smirks and I know he knows that I'm lying to him. But I wasn't going to admit it. He doesn't need to know anything about my sex life. I don't ask him questions mostly because I don't want to know who he has banged. I don't want to look at girls differently knowing that they did the nasty with Ross.

"I'm guessing it was with Conner right? I mean you guys were together for a while. It only makes sense." He says tapping his fingers in deep thought. "Unless," He snaps his fingers, "You really are a bad girl and cheated!"

I slap his hand over his mouth and make a 'shhing' noise. I glare at him. "Why would you say that? You know he cheated on me! And I really don't want rumors going around about me cheating when it isn't even true." I snapped pulling my hands away from his mouth and wiping them on my jeans.

He drops his smile when he sees that I'm actually pissed. "Wow Laura. I'm sorry."

I tuck some hair behind my ear and tug on my book bag strap pulling it higher on my shoulder. "Yeah whatever. Just....stop making jokes about that stuff. I am just an acquaintance to you. Okay? We aren't friends so you have no right to talk about things like this."

He nods and starts walking backwards. I don't look at him and I think he catches up because he turns his back on me and walks off. I run a hand through my hair and sigh. I want to go and say sorry to him because he didn't deserve me snapping at him but I'm so worn out.

My stomach still aches a little. The bruise is healing thankfully. I couldn't fall asleep last night because I kept having nightmares about Conner hitting me and then coming to school today made me scared. I don't know how I will react when I see Conner.

Then Ross making jokes about Conner and I really put me over the edge. Especially about the sex jokes because I did give myself to Conner and now I regret it and Ross bringing it up set me off. I sigh and start walking to my next class.

I will just have to apologize to him later and if he still talks to me, I'll even hangout with him at the party to show that maybe we could be friends. That thought stops me. Do I want to be friends with Ross? I never really liked his reputation and he did get under my skin but maybe if I told him to lay off about wanting to bang me we could be friends.

I drop my thoughts knowing my brain is mush right now from the lack of sleep. Thinking about being friends with Ross while working on an hour of sleep is not a good idea.
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