The Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest

The Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest (4)

We drove until we were in the more expensive part of town. I looked around, fascinated by the lights. I felt a gaze on me and turned to see Forestt staring at me. 

My eyes widened. "Watch the road, stupid!" I cried. He rolled his eyes. "I don't need to." I crinkled my nose and laughed slightly. "What, so now you're going to tell me you're a vampire?" I asked, thinking of the scene in Twilight when Bella had yelled at Edward for not looking at the road as he drove.

Sometimes I wished vampires were real; it would make life alot more interesting. Then again, there would probably be more James's, Victoria's and Laurent's than Edward's. 

Forestt stared at me, his eyes looking oddly like melting silver. "Why would you think that?" He asked, his jaw clenching. I stared at the movement, noticing how it made his face look even sexier and defined. 

I shook my head to clear the thoughts. "Don't tell me you haven't read Twilight." I said, giving him a look. How could he have not read Twilight, for Gods sake. 

"Oh. Yes, I mean, yeah. Twilight." He said, looking uncomfortable. I raised my eyebrows and looked away. Someone was crazy.

Finally, we stopped at a large mall. I got out of the car, shivering slightly. "Seriously, Forestt?" I asked, but he nodded, smiling slightly. 

I took in his outfit as we walked. He was wearing a black v-neck, a leather jacket, skinny jeans and grey vans. The look suited him completley.

As we walked, a few girls stared glaring at me. I bit my lip, looking down. Immature, but the looks they gave me were definitly ego damaging.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp push against my shoulder and I gasped and stumbled slightly. Forestt was by my side in an instant. "God, Willow, didn't know you were so clumsy," he said, smirking. I looked behind me to see a beautiful brunette with boobs popping out of her bright pink tube top. Wasn't she cold? It was September! 

She crossed her tanned arms. "Watch where you're going, emo brat." I clenched my fists by my side. "Look, I'm a bit tired of this. If your jealous of me, he isn't my boyfriend, alright? You can fucking have him." 

She looked shocked for a moment, but then recollected herself. 

"Um, oh. Well, hello." She said sweetly, to Forestt. Forestt flipped his hair out of his eyes and the girl practically swooned. 

"Well you are pretty hot," He said, smiling.

I clenched my jaw and stared at anything but Forestt.

The corners of the girls mouth turned up in a smile, and she put her hand on her hip, winking. Just then, a muscular dude with a buzz cut marched up to her. "Babe, what are you doing? Lets go." I raised my eyebrow. She had a boyfriend? And she was hitting on Forestt? 

The girl blushed. "I was, just, um..." The guy took her hand. "Valerie, we're going to miss curfew." 

Forestt smirked at Valerie and then turned on his heel.

I sighed and followed. "Do you like it? How does it feel?" I asked. Forestt cocked his head to the side. "What are you talking about?"

"I mean, being, you know, so freaking attractive that every single girl hits on you, wherever you go." 

Forest grinned. "You think I'm attractive?" He asked. I rolled my eyes.

"No, I don't, but everyone else seems to get that message." 

Forestt shrugged. "I'm used to it. I know I'm sexy and all."

I pursed my lips. "And that girl back there had a boyfriend. You shouldn't have flirted with her."